If I were contageous |
I am a diesease
somebody kill me
If I were contageous
I’d give it to the world
Germinating icky-ness
semen soaked fingertips
Dont you think its cool?
Want to be Lullibied
by a bottle of ati...
Posted by EUGENE PAL on Sat, 05 Apr 2008 10:05:00 PST |
In my 30 years |
I have come to the conclusion that life is just one big jumbled up box of chaos
NO GOD, NO HOPE, NO SALVATION, NO RESPITE
everything is just random , by chance...there is no plan , no master steering ...
Posted by EUGENE PAL on Fri, 21 Mar 2008 11:00:00 PST |
Why I stopped making music |
I hate my guitar,
Im bored with trying to entertain people,
Nobody listens anyways,
Im tired of hearing myself,
The end.
Posted by EUGENE PAL on Fri, 07 Mar 2008 10:06:00 PST |
Father |
As a kid I thought it would be easy to wear your jeans.
Now that I have my own I find that I'm in need of some relief.
It's not easy being a broken man.
Posted by EUGENE PAL on Fri, 22 Feb 2008 10:38:00 PST |
Neurontin |
Neurontin for pain,
Gotta chronic ache.
My hands are red,
skins' taught again.
Gotta soak in a bath,
with Magnesium sulfate.
A muscle twitch,
killed by Flexaril.
Only to come back,
the ...
Posted by EUGENE PAL on Thu, 29 Nov 2007 02:21:00 PST |
Nerves of butter |
Sprinkled twisted fingers-
Raynauds, spasms, purple.
worry never emptied-
iritis, Reiters, traction.
muscles sore with atrophy-
bed, rested, angry.
Posted by EUGENE PAL on Mon, 05 Feb 2007 05:28:00 PST |
RUSTY FORD |
DYSFUNKSHI-NULL
BEEN Broken
four 5 years
Black hole is getting deeper
the once happy blew eyed child
isnow a green eYed des0late
DYSCOMFORT in
this heart,
it once was a fort
of security.
NOW ITS NOTHI...
Posted by EUGENE PAL on Sat, 10 Sep 2005 11:20:00 PST |
