Marguerite Pt. IV (conclusion |
I wake up,more surprised than ever,to see beautiful Marguerite,brushing my cheek gently,How does she know me?I was always too scared to say hello,And why am I lying on the--Last night,Was it last nigh...
Posted by on Thu, 12 Jul 2007 10:18:00 GMT |
Marguerite Pt. III |
Open my eyes,See the light,Where am I?Does anyone know?I feel the cold,stainless steel,on my back,I am naked,What am I doing here?All I know is that I want to go home,I am cold,this is strange,I can't...
Posted by on Thu, 12 Jul 2007 10:17:00 GMT |
Marguerite Pt. II (Romantic murder leads to happy coffee) |
"what's this?""looks like date Rape tO Me.""who could it be?""we've Asked her frieNds, They say they all said 'I have no Clue.'""what about the neighbors?""they said she was always alone. she ne...
Posted by on Thu, 12 Jul 2007 10:13:00 GMT |
Marguerite Pt. I |
I see you every day,I count all your hairs,I love the way you smile,but no one else seems to care;That's the story of our lives,every day we walk by,the same place,but nobody says "hi,"so we go home,a...
Posted by on Thu, 12 Jul 2007 10:11:00 GMT |
love |
There are no words to describe loveMany try to put this wonderful idea into a series of lettersAll failEven the word "love" doesn't do justice to true love"Love is like a flower." Bullshit"Love is lik...
Posted by on Thu, 12 Jul 2007 10:10:00 GMT |
Life |
lifeits twisted and vicious and beautiful and ugly and deceiving and wretched and you go up and you go down and when you think you're at the topyou keep...
Posted by on Thu, 12 Jul 2007 10:09:00 GMT |
No More Words |
as i lie next to youi see what will bethe end of the worldit will be you and mewe will betogethertomorrowand foreveryou'll seeit will beyou and meas we rideinto townwe go downto the coreand we findwha...
Posted by on Thu, 12 Jul 2007 10:08:00 GMT |
fuck you |
fuck youin the breezethe diseasekills your soulsucked through a strawuntil nothing is leftbut you liveand persevereand preservethe pastthat is goneand the futurethat never existsbut the presentdieslik...
Posted by on Thu, 12 Jul 2007 10:06:00 GMT |
Old (written on the back of my guitar) |
The ancient lightIs cold and oldFrom many yearsOf killing eyesThat can't forgetOr recognizeThe beauty ofA fireflyThat hovers justAbove my reachI am too oldAnd cold to careI will not jumpTo reach the l...
Posted by on Thu, 12 Jul 2007 09:58:00 GMT |
The Side Effects of Nietzsche and Rain |
But then, as only you could describe it,
It happened, just like yesterday, but now
The fear was gone, and all that was there was
The beauty, not a threat, but an invite
To anything that can be imagine...
Posted by on Fri, 15 Jun 2007 00:21:00 GMT |
