What ever to do? |
A lot has been happenin. Dont know the future of this thing, but I bet Ill figure it out. On to bigger and better!!
Posted by MANDRED on Mon, 21 May 2007 03:33:00 PST |
x, y, and z.... |
Her eyes, as dark as the new moon, flow on lash,like cat tails in banks of moonlit water.She ponders me slowly,tapping delicate fingers to sewn up lips;as full and wet as wine fruits of harvest.Perple...
Posted by MANDRED on Tue, 07 Nov 2006 07:57:00 PST |
shut up bitch |
Just when I think Ive got it all sewn up, and all is as it should, there always seems to be some kind of cosmic letdown.It seems as though nothing in life is what it seems. Nor is anyone who they seem...
Posted by MANDRED on Fri, 20 Oct 2006 01:48:00 PST |
!@.$%^&*( |
Alas awaken dreaming demon, lead not hell unto my world. Feel my pain within thy sword, feel my wrath within my word, slide from skin such flesh hath born, a child that shuns thy will forlorn.
Posted by MANDRED on Fri, 20 Oct 2006 12:47:00 PST |
'''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' |
signed in blood, lost, forbidden. architect seeks windows worn to shame. assigned misgivings, tattered edges, designed to dredge the mortal frame
Posted by MANDRED on Fri, 06 Oct 2006 08:13:00 PST |
./. |
stir soft, bite hard, lost breathe, faint heart, hands cold, lips numb, hold tight lost love
Posted by MANDRED on Tue, 03 Oct 2006 12:48:00 PST |
What, what WHAT? |
Im tired, but not sleepy.
im stirring, yet still.
Im uneasy, although tranquil.
Im speechless, with unending thoughts.
im carefully diving into unknown depths...blind.
im tapping a beat to a song I do...
Posted by MANDRED on Thu, 24 Aug 2006 12:01:00 PST |
:( |
I am closer now then ive ever been to all that Ive
ever sought. Such completion.
And yet, at this very moment, I cant help but feel lost.
Posted by MANDRED on Sat, 22 Jul 2006 09:54:00 PST |
You know who you are! |
Confucious say: Bustas that talk slick, end up with fat lip.
Posted by MANDRED on Sat, 15 Jul 2006 10:11:00 PST |
Absotively, Posilutely |
The time, the words, the taste, the lost, the abstract sense of something more,that intoxicates, permits me now to dance. And will, or want or mind or soul forgives me now for lost control, as somethi...
Posted by MANDRED on Sun, 09 Jul 2006 08:17:00 PST |
