Under a Honeymoon..... |
So here I am, adrift in a sea of the best intentions, watching the shoreline dwindle in the distance, and realizing completely for the first time that I'll never set foot there again. No matter how m... Posted by Benjamin on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Jack's a favorite friend, he'll be with me till my end |
I played a show.....and i was paralyzed with fear......
I don't know why i get so scared when i play music. But i do love it so. Some things i have to let out or they'll burst their own way out. ... Posted by Benjamin on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Yellow black and blue |
"It's all about, taking the easy way out again.....i suppose" -Elliott Smith
"yellow black and blue,
remind me of you,
savior's instep,
with the cutting room lefts" -Benji/Ashley
-los... Posted by Benjamin on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Solitude and Singed Eyelashes |
where do these feelings come from, the hurt, the doubt, the solitude, the singed eyelashes
i make burnt offerings of my puppet strings to the powers that be
still i linger
i'm going to tap da... Posted by Benjamin on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Tonight was.....unexpected |
So i started off tonight on a bit of a bad note
But then things moved to a much better climate...
I don't even have any prose......I just feel at peace
If I could be cradled by love and a lulla... Posted by Benjamin on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Grass Colored Grins |
Hold out your hands, your limbs,
the crooked and jagged lines exemplified by the warmth beating within,
cup the hands to catch the wealth that floats,
tiny little golden dust motes, freely flowing,... Posted by Benjamin on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Carbon Copy Cabana Cancer |
I'm sick with this carbon copy cabana cancer
a rythm of unatural rot that takes up my clever thoughts
and disassembles the righteous preambles
and innerworkings that I have so inconcievably lost
a... Posted by Benjamin on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
A Decent Nights Sleep |
(a new song)
I wish I was wishing for something to wish for
Wish for something more than nothing
Wishing for warm blood, but stuck with the cold blood
Reaching for hard luck, but lost in the eth... Posted by Benjamin on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
You are a rose tinted glass full of vodka and ash |
And the seems come apart, shedding stitches and hurt
and we dream the dreams of independent fiends
with a heart shaped drum we pound at our lungs
and the tips of our toes turn shades commensurate w... Posted by Benjamin on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
An excerpt from the short story: A green thumb means green blood |
.....and the son looked down at the ground, where the young sproutling of the willow tree lay cracked and dying.
"Why is the baby tree dying?" asked the boy, a small tear starting in the corner of ... Posted by Benjamin on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |