Catch the Rhyme |
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Posted by on Sun, 01 Mar 2009 17:54:00 GMT |
Fuck you! I Wanna Pick a Fight... |
What if we were blank white?Plain white,What a terrible thought.Or what if I never got mud on my feetAnd walked through rainWithout using my tiptoes?I miss having mud splashed on my elementary school ...
Posted by on Wed, 11 Feb 2009 01:13:00 GMT |
Carry On My Wayward Son |
i wish i was in its entire meaninga prodigal sonso i could just go backand find my harmony.my paradox is the that desperate searchonly carries me farther away from whatever valid lifestyle i once lead...
Posted by on Thu, 01 Jan 2009 23:57:00 GMT |
tongue tied |
I have nearly cut my tongueWhich has swollen Too much for my head to holdIt spills out of my mouthonto my chest and stomachmy mouths runninpast my eye lidsso my eye lashes barley breath fast enoughlik...
Posted by on Wed, 10 Sep 2008 05:57:00 GMT |
To my Love Lost |
Today is the first dayI laid my Lola to rest I carried her from the chapel to the hurstHurst to churchChurch to the graveHolding her hand for the last timeI looked at her only once in the chapel it wa...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Sep 2008 08:32:00 GMT |
Sugar Cube Complications |
I am the lion made of sugar cubesFloating on a straw in a seeOf hot coffee waves The hand has locked around my anklemy demons are brewingAnd coffee smells in my chestMy ears are bleedingI'm stuffing t...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Sep 2008 08:19:00 GMT |
Toothpick Paths |
I put my feet On stilts made of toothpicksYou can let your feet bleedWhile calluses and cornsNumb your nervesBuild walls of skinSo thick you can't see where you beganIn the warm waters of the best kep...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Sep 2008 08:18:00 GMT |
Handed Me |
When the good lord made meHe chose the trees to name meTo give my breath clouds of crystalsThat I would hand to the starsHand to the stars When the moon krept into the recesses of spaceAnd the univer...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Sep 2008 08:16:00 GMT |
Said the apple |
"i think i've had one too many drinks!"said the Apple to the Eye.And the Eye responded with piercing looks.For the Apple should have been talking to the Mouth all along.
Posted by on Thu, 07 Aug 2008 08:26:00 GMT |
Commetz Pleaz!!!! |
I've always had this secret love hate relationship with The Myspace Blog. They seem so self-centered, boring, must have nothing better to do with your time, or just plain "why the fuck would anyone ca...
Posted by on Mon, 02 Jun 2008 16:43:00 GMT |
