insatiable |
Yr branches shiverrr hardAs I weave the metal thread through the petalsCrushing soft skin, releasing aromas like:milky rose waterburning insect partslonely blanketsblack swan opiumwet chammomile banda...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Jun 2009 03:08:00 GMT |
XM |
I feel yr lushious anemones dripping wet neon prismssensual machine purrsmetallic flesh on fleshpressed against hard surfaceyr lips blossom like over ripe rosesI bite the petals they bruiseplush punct...
Posted by on Wed, 20 May 2009 17:15:00 GMT |
Antares |
shadow Shells,we sleep.deeper, deeperuntil Antares comes aroundto wake us once more.Shells become soft and tear,flesh.She melts with us.
Posted by on Tue, 16 Dec 2008 13:48:00 GMT |
LA |
went and walked to this peak in the hollywood hills tonight
an ocean of lights flickering
like mechanical fire
the traffic almost soothed like waves
Freidel was telling us these scary stor...
Posted by on Wed, 21 Jan 2009 13:59:00 GMT |
light leaks, flesh shows through |
As she spoke, her orange moon eyes dilated and glazed over. She was finally still. She Listened."we all have our cages. At least you are safe."They sat in the gentle silence for seven seconds.I cried ...
Posted by on Sat, 13 Sep 2008 20:36:00 GMT |
will |
"discarding all irrelevancies"---removing obstacles. So, we begin with examining our own lives and eliminating all programs, systems, and agendas not of our Willing. We destroy all those influences wh...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Jul 2008 16:16:00 GMT |
liberation |
"The intellect is a sword, and it's use is to prevent identification with any particular phenomenon encountered. The most powerful minds cling to the fewest fixed principals. The only clear view is fr...
Posted by on Fri, 30 May 2008 13:37:00 GMT |
the eternal return |
All of the shadows dance hereIn the corners of this night soaked roomThe voices outside tell me to sleep,But instead I screamI'll never forget what they showed me thendrawn with flamesdrawn with blood...
Posted by on Tue, 22 Jan 2008 17:10:00 GMT |
sunday morning |
Last night I slept a coma sleep, no dreamsJust blackI awoke, stumbled starstruckwinter quiet throughoutThough we now walk, we used to flynow dancing as though we've been woundedThe morning came slowly...
Posted by on Sun, 30 Dec 2007 15:45:00 GMT |
