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Gangrene Heart Poetry

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About Me


Myspace Layouts For Girls Only - MyGirlySpace.com i'm the type of "poet" that is self-centered and self-involved...the typical type you could say...anyway, i am haunted at night by phantasms of the horrible life i lead, mistakes i make, and the people who have wronged me...so i take my pen, pencil, blood, or whatnot and scribble out my insightful mumblings and ruminations. unlike woeful poets of the past, though, i have found this wondrous outlet to share my sere words with an uncaring world. please join me in misery;...share your poetry with others of our ilk... and thanks for noticing.

My Interests

dark, damp graveyards, vampires, werewolves, death, horrible and depressing poetry, gloomy black and white photography

I'd like to meet:

someone who will not break my heart....or a remus lupin

Music:

melancholy, melodic, meandering music that leads me to the miserable state that i feel most comfortable residing in...fav bands include Modest Mouse, Nada Surf, Death Cab for Cutie, Posies, White Stripes, Red Kross, X, Pixies, Afghan Whigs,Rocky Votolato, Reigning Sound, Dino Jr, gads-there are so many i can't think!!!

Heroes:

van gogh, remus lupin, isaac brock, poe, dolphins, anne rice, oscar wilde, crows, tory fay, john keats, tchaikovsky, manatees, buddha, roald dahl, ee cummings, nietzsche, bats

My Blog

little birds...

little birds with broken beaksink stained eyestear-stained cheeksbottle fed darlingssugar kissed dreamswilting under barbarous stingstiny hands white as snowbroken bleeding fingerssmear face with tale...
Posted by Gangrene Heart Poetry on Thu, 06 Dec 2007 10:26:00 PST

hmmmm....

do you believe in love at first sight?rusty hooktainted baitthe look in your eyestrue love-it ain'ttoxic doctrinestrife sown notionfor waifs like mejust a hell bent hallucinationidiots swallowcatatoni...
Posted by Gangrene Heart Poetry on Thu, 06 Dec 2007 10:21:00 PST

smoke and such...

waterpipe philosophy graft & graffitimesmerizewith honeyed homily weak-kneed & weedybonafidewastrel of the waterclosetscoff & scorchliturgyof the whispering zephyrwaxen & wistfulw...
Posted by Gangrene Heart Poetry on Wed, 05 Dec 2007 02:08:00 PST

opposites attract?...

pleonastic love poemirreverent missive to choleric lovethe schoolmarm& the piratelie arm in arm.his plucky zealher yaw toward hell-be it zenithor plummet?extort wistful cupidwretched aim-fitful fi...
Posted by Gangrene Heart Poetry on Tue, 04 Dec 2007 07:54:00 PST

working the noose...

lasso the moontie up my hearta wishand a whisperthrown out in the darkblanket of starscold comfortat nightdetest the cowboycrooning poetic delightumber eyes of mineweep hapless frustrationas the bronc...
Posted by Gangrene Heart Poetry on Mon, 03 Dec 2007 07:37:00 PST

do you love me?...

blue and black eye of the moonpeers rudely through the bent blinds of this cheap roadside motelwish my sweet ol teddy bearwasn't loosing all his stale straw stuffingbut you can breath dreamsplace your...
Posted by Gangrene Heart Poetry on Wed, 21 Nov 2007 05:04:00 PST

sore throat

another nightand dayand nightwithout a whisper.no love or lust-just lying aloneface down breathing pillow scent -instead of yours.images of her arms around youher face in your hair.the lies are easier...
Posted by Gangrene Heart Poetry on Tue, 20 Nov 2007 04:07:00 PST

hold the cream

cut my lipon your chippedcoffee cup.it's stained-bitter and burnt.did you wash this thingor just fill it up &give to your latestsugar cube holder?...
Posted by Gangrene Heart Poetry on Tue, 20 Nov 2007 04:00:00 PST

roadside philosophy

tattered littlebroken shoelacestied in double knots~wrapped and woven to keepthings together.bruises and torn toenailsaccent the road of pot holesand cracked asphaltthat leads backthrough the desert.b...
Posted by Gangrene Heart Poetry on Mon, 19 Nov 2007 03:58:00 PST

a trifle to a true wild weed

weed in the rose gardenbigand brashand roughyour mismatched spiky yellowpetalspoke my eyespull attention from the velvetyperfection(and boredom)of softly scented prima donnaslined up in rows you spraw...
Posted by Gangrene Heart Poetry on Mon, 19 Nov 2007 02:41:00 PST