know your rights. |
When I arriveI swear I'll rip the ceiling downand when you're crawling on the floorI will kick dirt into your lungsuntil your lips stop movingand my dreams will come in through the front doorand right... Posted by Shane Shane. on Sun, 11 May 2008 08:01:00 PST |
smashed face first into the ground. |
Child of mine this days nearly doneshow me your teethand they'll rot in the sun, over timeI'll find you and your daughterstwisting through flamesin clothes made of twine and and your fathers dist... Posted by Shane Shane. on Sat, 26 Apr 2008 09:00:00 PST |
you are a daydream under my fingernails bare. |
I never felt more like a ghost
like a man scratching at his scalp
looking for the answers
where can I find you
inside of the wires
I see you writhing
like a child
like a ghost
like me.... Posted by Shane Shane. on Sun, 16 Mar 2008 09:26:00 PST |
that cloud looks like spike lee. |
... Posted by Shane Shane. on Mon, 10 Mar 2008 05:05:00 PST |
only when the hummingbird is in town. |
... Posted by Shane Shane. on Mon, 10 Mar 2008 04:59:00 PST |
the meaning behind an oil wet war. |
It was almost as if I was seeing things.
I mean the kind of seeing where it's not really there.
He says he has a family.
I feel sympathetic towards him and his little brain.
That is some how capable o... Posted by Shane Shane. on Sun, 24 Feb 2008 08:03:00 PST |
notes for a story of a man who will not die alone. |
It would be truly amazing if our hands were roots, and we could plant ourselves in the ground. Holding hands would be some much more complex. And As we got older our root hands would grow ... Posted by Shane Shane. on Tue, 29 Jan 2008 11:10:00 PST |
after i was thrown in the river and before i drowned. |
There they go again,
itching their brains out.
To them it's like
grasping at straw.
Electric straws.
When will they
take a second to stop
and wonder.
Where has
everything
gone.... Posted by Shane Shane. on Tue, 29 Jan 2008 11:05:00 PST |
Skye theres a monster behind that door. |
The telephone rings
I am reluctant to answer
so I wait.
It seems like hours until
she comes to the room.
Nothing there
I mean I can see
right through her
fucking skin.
She answers the ph... Posted by Shane Shane. on Fri, 25 Jan 2008 09:29:00 PST |
another. |
What if when you were born, I taped your eyes shut so you could never see? Posted by Shane Shane. on Tue, 22 Jan 2008 05:45:00 PST |