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DOMINAE"GATOR"COLE
Only when the last tree has died
and the last river been poisoned
and the last fish been caught
will we realize we cannot
eat money.
- Cree Indian Proverb
Real Life
she tells me this
is real life
as she slides the
drink across the bar,
and I take a sip
and tell her that
perception is reality
and that she,
along with the drink
in my hand,
are merely
figments of my
overactive imagination
and that I`m really
a 54 year old man
zoning out at his
office job while he
fondles himself through
the right pocket
of his Dockers khakis.
How To Restring A Broken Heart
some say I need a break,
but I broke some time ago.
to be honest, I`m not sure
what I need,
maybe I`m not meant to know.
what I can do is explain you away,
as if you were not real.
and I`ll redefine what I call love,
and learn how not to feel.
and I`ll go on without the
thought of you,
or the idea of us.
and I`ll speak freely
of my happiness,
but only I`ll know it`s a bluff.
for it`s never been that easy
to restring a broken heart.
as some things that are separated
were never meant to part.
I Got This Covered
don`t worry about it,
I`ll fuck this up for
the both of us.
all I need
is to believe
that this feeling
in my stomach
has something to do
with this
thing hanging
from my sleeve.
and with a little help from
my self-sabotaging past
and my unrealistic future,
I`ll have us fucked in no time.
Nutshell
there`s a concert ticket
on my nightstand,
and some money in
my jeans.
people tell me
I should want more,
but I don`t know
what that means.
I have a job,
some records,
and heaps of books
to read.
to me, that`s more
than enough;
it`s everything
I need.
Mind Fucking Breeds Negativity
all this sophisticated
mind fucking may
never lead to
a child,
but it leaves the
heart fat full
with possibilities
of demise.
we breed desire
in the shadows
and then turn around
and gut it
with a staple
come sunrise.
slow and painful is
the life of a kid
who gives up
on love before
the gun is fired.
hope is a wounded crane
caught in the trap
of trivial cynicism
and it’s cries are
muffled with
intellect and
philosophical dogma.
i`m sick with self-love,
which is really just
self-hate with
quirky anecdotes and
Round round get around,
I get around...
Paris, France
Best busking I've ever heard in Metro!
Billings, Montana
Snuck backstage and met Hanson! They signed my axe. Taylor, I still love you!
Madrid, Spain
A lovely gentleman I happened upon.
Sydney, Australia
One of the most tuned-in people I have ever encountered, and he's about as serious as I am.
Billings, Montana
My little sister and I with Gavin Rossdale from BUSH. Had him sign my Converse sneaker! What a good sport.
Cancun, Mexico
Zip lining...upside down...for shits and giggles.
Billings, Montana
The first time I was ever brave enough to do the limbo at the skating rink. I lost :)
London, England
Sometimes you run into Sienna Miller when you're trying to find the Piccadilly Tube.
Portland, Oregon
Ummm...one of the best nights of my life!
Park City, Utah
Meeting my favorite actress in world, the wonderful Catherine Keener!
Grand Junction, Colorado
First time I ever dyed my hair with henna.
Los Angeles, California
I introduced his guy to cocunut juice. Yummy!
Cody, Wyoming
Little guys holding a sign I made of a protest.
Auckland, New Zealand
Motto to live by...
Austin, Texas
Speaking of random, I got this on 6th St.
South of France
Dudes with pipes and beards and walking sticks are umm...EPIC!
Seattle, Washington
Kurt Cobain's house. Fyi, I jumped the fence!
San Diego, California
Front row that The Kills show!
Palm Springs, California
Laundromat where a guy tried to sell me drugs. Please note how weird the word "landromat" is.
Billings, Montana
Sign I made and held with this lovely lady on Easter Sunday. 
Somewhere In Nevada
This guy taught me all about "old school truckers" while I was trucking.
Just For the Taste of It my need for discomfort is synthetic like my protein shake. you’re an ingredient for flavor and I lack the palate and patience to appreciate. i break up with you over and over, but really I am trying to get away from the vulnerability you bring up in me. and I tell myself i didn’t love you; i didn’t know you; i didn’t want you… but time tells a different tale. i do love you; i did know you, and I will always want you. my love is real, though there are moments when i wish it were not. Calcium Deficiency i take you in any way i can. i ingest your hopes, your lies, your secrets. you rob my sensitivity with fear like caffeine robs the body of calcium. i am deficient in logic because all I see is you. humiliation by love is the only fix. i am not broken, but sometimes i break. To Know or Not To Know you say you hardly know me and I guess I’m hard to know. with all these conflicts surfacing, my fight will not lie low. maybe we can only know ourselves, and the rest is just for show. but I got sick of hurting you, so I let the whole thing go.
HOW MUCH TRUTH DO YOU DARE?
there are no false
beats in my chest,
only false instincts
with contrived steps.
you found a way in,
but I don`t know
what it means.
i`m too busy
navel-gazing
to interpret these things.
to be understood is
simply overrated.
what value do you
posses if you`re so
easily translated?
i`m not looking for
someone to match
my intellect;
i`m merely waiting for
someone to loathe me
with a healthy amount
of respect.
your efforts are to no avail,
and you have the audacity
to question why.
and the truth is i`m sickened
by the mediocrity of your
I love...
