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You're waiting and the people noise forces its way into your head co-mingling with a...
Posted by J.Anomaly on Thu, 24 May 2007 01:04:00 PST |
4 THE HATERS |
It seems I have an ever-growing fan base built on renlentless reserves of hate and jealousy. To these fine, outstanding human beings I can only ask that you take a deep breath, think hard a...
Posted by J.Anomaly on Wed, 23 May 2007 06:39:00 PST |
LYRICS |
For those of you who know me I think it's safe to say that I'm a pretty particular guy- now apply the same theory to lyrics and you have yourself a pretty particular mess to clean up. Lyrics ar...
Posted by J.Anomaly on Mon, 23 Apr 2007 11:14:00 PST |
The History of a Boy |
Root (written 5/27/1997)
Root at seventy-two beneath me hollows the ground.
A void within itself an unknown.
Today my backbone bends, for I am unfortified in this wilderness and fearful of the ...
Posted by J.Anomaly on Sat, 11 Nov 2006 08:19:00 PST |
For Keeps Part 2 |
"Rozennnn", a voice growled in the darkness, "we know you're up here...I can smell your shit." The figures continued to make their way up the slope. A dozen or more distorted forms labored...
Posted by J.Anomaly on Wed, 23 Aug 2006 06:54:00 PST |
If you cared to know me you would read this... |
I don't believe that any one person can EVER accurately speak for another, however, if carefully and skillfully summarized we can IDENTIFY [with] through other's experiences, beliefs and revelations....
Posted by J.Anomaly on Tue, 15 Aug 2006 04:00:00 PST |
For Keep's Part 1 |
Pavement ate soles in steady, gated strides across a listless residential street this evening of such sweet, envious summer. Walkers moved against the drone-hum of synthetic yellow lights ...
Posted by J.Anomaly on Mon, 14 Aug 2006 05:36:00 PST |
The Painter |
You alone. Engaging. Straight ahead, nose-dive, plunging through the diversity- implacable; indifferent. FEARLESS.
&n...
Posted by J.Anomaly on Wed, 02 Aug 2006 06:24:00 PST |
Death Dealer |
Death dealer. Swing blind your will into the blue fray of a timeless Sunday sky. Acetone smile; razor burn cool. You need this more than white blood cells. One quick move... two, three maybe four- you...
Posted by J.Anomaly on Fri, 28 Jul 2006 06:59:00 PST |
The Temple of Me |
I am the summation of my annual income. I am punctuation incarnate. I am that stupid car I drive. I am the sofa I bleed on. Hoarse-throated, maniacal emptiness screaming in the...
Posted by J.Anomaly on Thu, 27 Jul 2006 06:13:00 PST |
