feminine nostalgia |
One eye between the sheets
Staring at the invisible halve
The halve neglected and mistreated
Passive aggressive tears in bed
Acrylic paint and KY jelly graffiti
Make up the portrait of my muse
Insomni...
Posted by P3T3 on Fri, 30 Nov 2007 03:52:00 PST |
The Big Show |
My show is coming up. I still have a lot of work to do, but I will be ready. I will have 12 pieces total, along with T-shirts for sale. I am in a most awkward state right now, knowing I have so much w...
Posted by P3T3 on Thu, 18 Oct 2007 02:13:00 PST |
bedtime |
Looking into your iris
Colors tell the truth
Something real
Almost imaginary
But really there
A kiss seals the deal
And the embrace is everything
I think I'll sleep on it
And dream in your gaze
...
Posted by P3T3 on Thu, 11 Oct 2007 02:19:00 PST |
The Chosen Path |
Somewhere along the fault line
of dying and telling the truth
the soul becomes a fragile thing
a spiritual aberration
plagued with faulty ethical constructs
massaged with razorblades
and given a keros...
Posted by P3T3 on Mon, 24 Sep 2007 11:19:00 PST |
Too Long in the Poppy Fields |
Readied myself for something come and gone
Slain the demons just to watch them laugh from below
That's the way the ball bounces
Down the gutter as the other kids laugh
But I'm whole again, right?
Mont...
Posted by P3T3 on Thu, 13 Sep 2007 04:41:00 PST |
Your too hot for me. |
Beautiful halos of you
Beating down within the sun's rays
Burning my conscience
And crippling my wittiness
But your too close to touch
Out of my league
Out of this universe
An oasis idolized by the th...
Posted by P3T3 on Mon, 16 Jul 2007 11:43:00 PST |
not awake |
Jesus, its my turn to wakeLazarus needs his beauty sleepplease heal my head of these spiritualy diseased placebo dreamslike thoughts of propositioning Alice to lift her dressstill waiting for her Wond...
Posted by P3T3 on Thu, 12 Jul 2007 03:25:00 PST |
Old and Hostile |
Medicated Medusa.Antagonizing the children with her coagulated bloodscream.Varicose veins of hatred glisten in the twilight hour.It's never too late to put cyanide in her applesauce.Beating nurses and...
Posted by P3T3 on Tue, 19 Jun 2007 12:19:00 PST |
Dying Garden |
Perusing through my mindPartaking in my nectarPicking my thoughts like flowersPlucking my petals for funWatch me witherWatch me decaySmiling at meAs I watch youwalk away....
Posted by P3T3 on Sat, 16 Jun 2007 07:36:00 PST |
Out The Window |
The preamble to chaos resounds in my headdrums beating to no rythym
DISSONANCE
Take some LSDto make me feel freebut I still aint happyAs the ungracious host disinigrates memolecule against moleculebra...
Posted by P3T3 on Mon, 11 Jun 2007 11:04:00 PST |
