After a short remission, this is the relapse... |
Ipsilateral Obscenities
Eloquently,
I don't wanna wage love's lost war, it is not fair,
but I'm at the forefront of the hunt without maneuvers to spare.
So sincere, less near, and ever read...
Posted by on Tue, 24 Apr 2007 11:11:00 GMT |
2/3rds of something cool...perhaps, that's subjective. |
parts one and two....three is in the making, but i'll need to decide how pissed off I am about this whole things before i can script up that turd...
so enjoy for now...
I'm trying to pretend th...
Posted by on Sat, 09 Dec 2006 19:35:00 GMT |
Just some out of nowhere garb...and bullyshit |
I guess sometimes i have strange impulses and ambitions
but they define the stringent line I live with my life
the longer that I'm slow, the less that I'll have to show
but I'll best be carved by my ...
Posted by on Wed, 01 Nov 2006 20:50:00 GMT |
mISS MiXED emotions.... |
miss mixed emotions you're killing me it's potent,
this miss missed and made a mismatch now she's floating.
The only odor that i know isn't hopeful,
cuz it smells like something is dying or rot...
Posted by on Mon, 16 Oct 2006 23:27:00 GMT |
something i found, read along |
I can't explain the way my thoughts make me insane
well,
if I could then there probably wouldn't be a problem
and,
I think the thoughts that i have no control over
so,
I just want to give you ...
Posted by on Sat, 30 Sep 2006 01:52:00 GMT |
que-ce-que fuck? Just a silly little diddy...edited a touch. |
well i poisoned the apple, and I put it in a tree
hoping you'd be the one to pick it, and that you'd pick me
then came the fall season, it was followed by winter
feeling insignificant like a ho...
Posted by on Thu, 17 Aug 2006 15:36:00 GMT |
I wrote this moments ago, I'm a bitch...but aren't we(you) all.... |
frequent flipping back and forth
from acquaintances to hatred....
what's it gonna take to stop!
and quit pretending to fake it
why can't we just walk away
with a plastic smile garnished face
th...
Posted by on Tue, 25 Jul 2006 11:41:00 GMT |
back in saskatoon......fuck, and now I'm sick |
candid wilderness
this nature is predictable
so clap if you exist
and feel happy just to know
that to live and let die
is a waste of this circus
and it's likely that no one remembers the workers
so ho...
Posted by on Mon, 24 Jul 2006 21:15:00 GMT |
Just one poem, nothing further untill I am home.... |
Perilous grandeur,
my hands and voice
merrily meander
without a choice,
the forest's host
was a grim being,
set to make the most
of something obscene.
pause button depressed
on my ...
Posted by on Thu, 13 Jul 2006 00:30:00 GMT |
Poetry.....(some of the best i think i've written) |
Sorrow and remorse, a burden of course
Feeling the force of the words she holds
Contemptuous feelings, all to herself
When shes not right she lets slip what dont help
Things that she felt but c...
Posted by on Fri, 07 Jul 2006 04:20:00 GMT |
