God and I |
Godand Iit's a funny thingwe're like loversthat are in it just for that final pushtied together by a feelingand in the day timewe move each others furnitureand tilt every framed picture on the walljus...
Posted by on Mon, 02 Feb 2009 05:35:00 GMT |
Learning to swim |
When it all gets shakyand there's nothing to dobut swim aroundlike a fish dying in oxygento wake up hopelessis the worstand the bestway to dog paddlethrough all the bullshit
Posted by on Mon, 02 Feb 2009 05:16:00 GMT |
another rose to fatality (another road) |
bent over the sidewalkunborn and drowning between the crackswhere the weeds growand where time knows that death is soon to followthe footsteps that you've already takenfrom your gut you can feel it bu...
Posted by on Sat, 27 Dec 2008 07:06:00 GMT |
clench |
I have decidedto let go of it allevery daythe feelingsbetween conversationthe melancholinessskipping trackof ideas and lost purposesit just gets underneath my skinthe waya hammer drivesa nail through ...
Posted by on Sun, 17 Aug 2008 09:09:00 GMT |
The Reason and the Ramble |
the folly of all this,talk,astounds mehow carelessly wespend our words.we are more preciousto our moneythan we are our heartsam I wrong in myaptitude of being sickened by this?shouldn't one's words as...
Posted by on Fri, 15 Aug 2008 07:33:00 GMT |
thicket |
Do you know your darkest side?does it control youdoes it shape the space that shapes you insideand outof control what do you understand aboutyourselfdo you buy into your lies, your secretsyour possess...
Posted by on Fri, 15 Aug 2008 07:08:00 GMT |
Yellow lights |
I feel like that caryou always seespinning out and driftingthrough the last seconds ofa yellow lightyou can see the mandrivinglike Hunter Tscreaming madnesswith cracked tooth grinshaking fury with his...
Posted by on Fri, 15 Aug 2008 06:15:00 GMT |
Sucre |
twist your lolly pop tongueyour sugar sweetto metastes like bullshitI'm tired of youribuprofen liesyour truths areharder to swallowthan robitussinen flambeI hope that soonI am releasedfrom your pharma...
Posted by on Thu, 14 Aug 2008 06:38:00 GMT |
I tried to play the trumpet |
The devil inside of me is crunchyhis rusted gears are still functionalat night he rides his tricyclelike methamphetamine through the streetsand the housesand with the wind he blowshis hornout of pract...
Posted by on Wed, 13 Aug 2008 06:40:00 GMT |
tar and us |
Your lungs hate youit's part of my daily breadthe painwill wake youviolently stabbing your chestto thinkI am weak enough for such a silly habbittricks are for kidsdon't let the taste fool youthere are...
Posted by on Wed, 13 Aug 2008 06:32:00 GMT |
