Permits of Peril (part 2) |
...ask if the bastard's bathed?
Another Saturday, another bold bite
Another axon asked to aspirate while apprehending what my woes write
A rapid rape, rehashing as roads roll right
Rasher ra...
Posted by on Wed, 06 Feb 2008 15:33:00 GMT |
Permits of Peril (part 1) |
...ask if the bastard's bathed?
It's Saturday, I saturate in nose plights
The maggots race...
Pass the Glade to cover up the odors of my old life
Of ragged rage, perhaps a spray Old Spice
F...
Posted by on Tue, 11 Dec 2007 15:19:00 GMT |
Guitar Man... |
I watched him from a distance...
Strumming sweet strings, showing a semblance
Of a symphony whose synergy suspended
Or rather cemented around the premise that despite his scabrous image
There was ...
Posted by on Tue, 24 Jul 2007 14:22:00 GMT |
Grins Granted |
Smile...
I'm not saying that the slate is clean
But sometimes the struggle gets too much attention from our everyday routine
Trading the "what I could do's" for all&nbs...
Posted by on Wed, 11 Jul 2007 18:17:00 GMT |
Curse Bearer |
Perhaps I'm prone...just to prong...amidst poems
Assemble sacs, of symbol sacks, in the form of simple stats
As a known gnome...whose nome...was misnomed
I send-full-acts, of sinful acts, just so ...
Posted by on Thu, 28 Jun 2007 16:59:00 GMT |
Hiatus |
....you wouldn't understand
I...maintain my poker face but never get the upper hand
I...place blame on those who hate but really they outnumber fans
I...feign fame in novice ways, every ...
Posted by on Tue, 01 May 2007 08:59:00 GMT |
Currently... |
...Bear with me
I'm sorry, my poems appear heavy, my palms are still sweaty
I'm calm but still ready
So listen...'cause this one--
No rhyme scheme, no lines gleam
No isms, no pattern or rhythm, just m...
Posted by on Sun, 24 Sep 2006 23:19:00 GMT |
Same Game |
Well, no topic comes to mind so...
I write another strictly from my mind's flow
To those who still live with the blindfold...around both eyes
Disillusioned from the lines sold, that bound most lives
S...
Posted by on Sun, 20 Aug 2006 19:48:00 GMT |
Real Talk (round 2) |
Let's pretend for a second that we all need to heal sometimesSo even if you never feel one line--I hope that's not the caseBut still let me reveal one time--without the awkward faceThe lost in space,...
Posted by on Thu, 27 Jul 2006 23:58:00 GMT |
The Truth Hurts |
Hmm...Just live, that's what they told meSlowly, I'm resting in peaceChanging semen-infested sheets; remnants of what's left of the beastA one-night love, two nights passed--maybe an overdoseOne liked...
Posted by on Thu, 22 Jun 2006 16:15:00 GMT |
