Vessel (revisited) |
This is one of my more understated pieces....not the most understated, which is my thanksgiving poem....but i'll put that back up later in novemberoh p.s. before i forget....if you're reading bond...i...
Posted by tammy on Thu, 25 Oct 2007 07:33:00 PST |
the dirty short |
"indifference is the death of the human heart..."-t.m.r.mmmmthat's when helikes melicks medown down &n
bsp...
Posted by tammy on Sat, 15 Sep 2007 12:49:00 PST |
3 sidenotes |
Re the blogswhat do the words do?....they stitch up the wounds...and with any amount of luck, they'll make me the six figures that will turn me into a bloated arrogant pill addict with nice hardwood f...
Posted by tammy on Wed, 12 Sep 2007 11:52:00 PST |
untitled |
"i'm haunted by the undeniable atrophy that's taking place in my head after all the years i've spent in this desert...i would sell my soul for even one gust of life..."pretend thou hast not procured ...
Posted by tammy on Wed, 22 Aug 2007 10:18:00 PST |
scatter |
i can feel the pretty falling downlike barbed wire curiosity hell-docked and tiredone less void shot firedit's almost midnight captainsail her back behind the moonso i don't feel so crazyso my whiskey...
Posted by tammy on Fri, 10 Aug 2007 08:34:00 PST |
modicum |
i never wanted to be your yearsjust a page between the pagesa corner folds the memory downand there the lock engagesunthink about your deadlinesunravel all your timehelp me undry up the inkbefore we e...
Posted by tammy on Sat, 04 Aug 2007 01:56:00 PST |
corazon gone |
"hahaha...i need your respect, not your love...(maybe just a little sex here and there)"-t.m.r.i don't know anything anymorebut i've heard enough about angelsabout intrinsics and enemy antibioticsther...
Posted by tammy on Sun, 29 Jul 2007 07:21:00 PST |
Shotblood |
"what we must remember is to forget everything they ever told us about lines..." -t.m.r.triggers triggers everywhereshot blood ink from irons fairdripped down on his canvas lifehe painted his abusive ...
Posted by tammy on Wed, 13 Jun 2007 08:30:00 PST |
dark matters |
"it doesn't come from nothing...no..."i got nothinit's really quite somethingto lie to the universei tell her she's emptyi sing her sweet songsthe stars are suicidalin her catatonic faceshe got tired ...
Posted by tammy on Sun, 03 Jun 2007 10:32:00 PST |
Pyrexia the second |
Ten steps forwardWe fell back into that nightOf this, our pyrexiaThe unsung fires nestedOur now resurrected phoenix Who bares the scar tissueOf a branded trace of timeTen years laterTen cold winters l...
Posted by tammy on Mon, 14 May 2007 01:16:00 PST |
