animal in window |
In every day. The final resting place. the turning to the side. Eyes wide open and mouth shut. No drive no dive. Not alive but arriving. Stuck in a room. No clock on the wall. I am the monkey. Have a ...
Posted by on Sat, 06 Jun 2009 00:57:00 GMT |
pushing against it all |
Do what you have to do.Push.The hush in the dark of a room where you have been.Push.Rushing from place to place like a parnoid freak.Push.The lush green places I wish to see.Push.And the pills kill.Pu...
Posted by on Fri, 05 Jun 2009 22:27:00 GMT |
rocks |
You can do it wrong.Long days and forever night.Plight toward a distant dream.Flying toward that greenland.Spanning over your world. I call but nobody is there.Fairness is out. The mountains are blast...
Posted by on Thu, 04 Jun 2009 11:00:00 GMT |
depressions |
What to do?The shoes on both feet. Heated up.The outside air.No fire flys.No low airplane.The garden is dead.We are all starving. No water. Just dust to drink. And the heat to drain us of precious ene...
Posted by on Wed, 03 Jun 2009 15:24:00 GMT |
in the fire |
Jump in and stand out. Touch the didstant trance. Along the fence where you ride the line. Falling off and getting up red. A pedal falls and drifts slow. Growing tired of the desperste chances. I chas...
Posted by on Wed, 03 Jun 2009 11:45:00 GMT |
samlples of skin |
Its a sample.Dismantled and deranged.A strange kind of name that rolls off of the toungue.The bang for your buck and the scratch of a string that is stuck.Struck by the doubted visiovs. It all comes t...
Posted by on Wed, 03 Jun 2009 11:41:00 GMT |
samlples of skin |
Its a sample.Dismantled and deranged.A strange kind of name that rolls off of the toungue.The bang for your buck and the scratch of a string that is stuck.Struck by the doubted visiovs. It all comes t...
Posted by on Wed, 03 Jun 2009 11:42:00 GMT |
preciousness lost easy |
There is hell and there is hate.That doesn't mean that it has to take control.The angel on my shouler has something to say.Its a little story I forgot as a child.I forgot what it was to be real.I do n...
Posted by on Wed, 03 Jun 2009 06:08:00 GMT |
mr.murphy |
In a dead heart. Apart from the rest. They say if you do your part you can be the best. But in this situstion. I don't see the distant future. Its a lure for some and a lightning bolt for others. If O...
Posted by on Wed, 03 Jun 2009 06:00:00 GMT |
lake of fire |
Pinned back.Lowered down.The shack.The tracks followed.I see a girl.I see a prayer.I see the places of hell. I see no repair. Just a lake of fire. And the notes the notes that go along with it.Its bea...
Posted by on Wed, 03 Jun 2009 02:13:00 GMT |
