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Beth Navah

i used to call the talk lines

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Member Since: 12/2/2007
Band Members: Beth Navah
(I own the copyrights to these songs, so don't try to do anything sneaky).

Influences: Diane Di Prima
Revolutionary Letter 34
Hey man let’s make a revolution, let’s give
every man a thunderbird
color TV, a refrigerator, free
antibiotics, let’s build
apartments with a separate bedroom for every child
inflatable plastic sofas, vitamin pills
with all our daily requirements
that come in the mail
free gas & electric & telephone &
no rent, why not?
hey man, let’s make a revolution, let’s
turn off the power, turn on the
stars at night, put metal
back in the earth, or at least not take it out
anymore, make lots of guitars and flutes, teach the chicks
how to heal with herbs, let’s learn
to live with each other in a smaller space, and build
hogans, and domes and teepees all over the place
BLOW UP THE PETROLEUM LINES, make the cars
into flower pots or sculptures or live
in the bigger ones, why not?

Sounds Like: The heavy hittings of a girl against a wall.
Record Label: I'm FREE!!
Type of Label: None

My Blog

time bombing for a cleanly me.

Let the sickness in. Sickness in, cleansing.Tears, empty. Tears full. Words tend to empty them.On a bed, cries of shelter.Motioning to mother how she can make me better.Soft, still...
Posted by Beth Navah on Sat, 17 May 2008 09:24:00 PST

ears

I'm not afraid to look at your face now. You cease to matter. The conditions are thick with dispondency, I'm leaving that ship to sail away from me. My feet are planted on sol...
Posted by Beth Navah on Mon, 12 May 2008 01:01:00 PST

Ugly

My head is restricted to sadness. Constricted and offlicted by thoughts, memories, notions that are too complex to properly explain. 
Posted by Beth Navah on Thu, 08 May 2008 03:34:00 PST

nr

Said you had to go somewheretired of sitting in these tiny squaresIt's so stupid thereWe should go somwhereGet outa herefor goodAnd I asked you where you thoughtWe could remainYou know every...
Posted by Beth Navah on Mon, 05 May 2008 07:12:00 PST

Tears

tears up and downher faceeyes the color of her mothers veinsall my her pain will fade awayso dont worryshes so fucking empty anywayyou cannot whiten her purple facedont d...
Posted by Beth Navah on Sun, 04 May 2008 07:50:00 PST

Dude

This is toooo much. I dont know what the fuck i am doing right now. this is piss. i dont know when im leaving. and i want to sooo bad.
Posted by Beth Navah on Fri, 02 May 2008 10:55:00 PST

Decisions

Im not made of decisionsI cant make them all nightPlease save me from my wisdomIt's just too much to fightOhh, mother childBury me inside your worryThat's where I want to hide...
Posted by Beth Navah on Thu, 01 May 2008 08:50:00 PST

certain.

Tears swell in me for certain things. For some time I've been caved into sullen aching for something seemingly unattainable. This time, I am on an edge of self awareness,...
Posted by Beth Navah on Mon, 28 Apr 2008 02:32:00 PST

you

you never cease to highlight my shadowsfilling the spaces in my ribcagewith hollow headed curiousity,you leave me floorbound, for the exhaustion you instill in meseeps down and breaks m...
Posted by Beth Navah on Sun, 27 Apr 2008 11:43:00 PST

turn the water on

Daddy goes face firstTo preach in the wildernessI've been sitting homeTrying to cut away my faultinessNobody knows how needlesslyI suffer for himNobody knows the&nbs...
Posted by Beth Navah on Mon, 21 Apr 2008 06:45:00 PST