marching off cliffs |
By this point in twisted time that turned crimson in my mind
I know it was fun until we felt we were falling in love
And in the middle of the night with its fiddle of crickets,
I hope the day wi...
Posted by ctrl.alt.delete on Mon, 25 Aug 2008 10:44:00 PST |
for the everdepressive |
Sample your youth before it is done with you
Ignore the blessings cause they arent what pay the dues
Seems like the life, so Ill leave it to you
All the same, just keep blame on cue
There is ...
Posted by ctrl.alt.delete on Mon, 25 Aug 2008 10:38:00 PST |
hmmm |
And feed me
Not too far
All is good
And great
And past by
Not to be read
Just to be
Here we said
Sleep and reuse
You're a swan by now
Lost and shined out
I see it all
And still nothing
Picture your...
Posted by ctrl.alt.delete on Mon, 14 Jul 2008 09:05:00 PST |
there are birds that swim |
From the stories above
I wait with severed thoughts
As my life went on
And from a second caught,
The breath tasted of victory
As it slid through my jaws
And it was another undone
Part of this that I ...
Posted by ctrl.alt.delete on Mon, 14 Jul 2008 09:12:00 PST |
unknown |
Pour off into night and then day
Poured into what we thought was different
A moon that would kiss the sun
In liftless love, find yourself innocent
A doll faced disease with tales of lace
Trade all th...
Posted by ctrl.alt.delete on Mon, 14 Jul 2008 09:08:00 PST |
Logic of quantity and shape and arrangement |
Hard to
How has it been
Loved the view
And keeping conversation again,
I often tried to
Wipe the shit from my grin
But God knows it takes time
To catch up the past
With all the words it couldn't fin...
Posted by ctrl.alt.delete on Mon, 14 Jul 2008 09:07:00 PST |
..The Blue Sky And The Violets.. |
And the paper airplanes all at once took to the skiesWith fate to the wind and satisfied appetitesCome on crashing, I will be fine these daysWith violets wrapped around the noise of cranesCalled to pu...
Posted by ctrl.alt.delete on Fri, 18 Apr 2008 12:21:00 PST |
You |
Good boyWith unrealistic wordsTrailing off into frosted homesAwaiting some swirl of a universeA curse for some while withered and wrungBy the endless amount of rest to catch,A place to lay rather than...
Posted by ctrl.alt.delete on Fri, 18 Apr 2008 11:32:00 PST |
