Let's get this straight... |
Are you still there?I feel like writing an epic... So here it goes:Are you still there? Do you still care? Is there some sort of method to your madness? Or am I just a victim o...
Posted by Adam. on Tue, 17 Apr 2007 11:15:00 PST |
Musings, mutterings, mumblings |
The seventh hour of a new day rolls around. Light cuts in through spaces between plastic, and the light can never be bright enough. Days and night of debauchery and sin flow by, and the hu...
Posted by Adam. on Mon, 19 Mar 2007 07:41:00 PST |
Counterpoint. |
The fundamentally flawed statement in this essay is that you have "proven" something. The problem with that statement is in the FACT that you cannot proved anything by an opinion. In fact,...
Posted by Adam. on Wed, 14 Mar 2007 08:41:00 PST |
The view from within |
So snow, she leaves with hello, goodbye sad song. Welcome back daughter, child of something light and beautiful and silken. So smooth, she says, act for me a little, let's pretend the futu...
Posted by Adam. on Thu, 18 Jan 2007 12:40:00 PST |
.....spin dizzy girl..... |
Black holes allow for easy asphyxiation, she stares straight ahead as stars collide in her eyes... broken smile...shatter against the floor softly now dear, bury the glass deep in wet concrete.She wal...
Posted by Adam. on Sun, 07 Jan 2007 03:41:00 PST |
dark glass |
You'll see no false faces in my mirror. Mine is not broken into shards, and there is only one reflection. You'll hear no conflicting words among my simple speeches. My lips know but ...
Posted by Adam. on Sat, 23 Dec 2006 03:18:00 PST |
Serial-C |
I ride along rails like notsrils down the tracks, wheels and wheels kick up invisible dust into thin air cold with someone else's cheer. A man sits alone and searches for love in somebody else's yest...
Posted by Adam. on Sat, 25 Nov 2006 11:57:00 PST |
Make sharp circles |
I was born in a car crash.And now, I shall attempt to divide this filthy skin from the child beneath this cold metal shell. The rain hits so hard these days (beat me to death, burn out my sight)...
Posted by Adam. on Mon, 06 Nov 2006 02:27:00 PST |
Different every time |
Soft lips like rose petals that rest upon my kiss. Repeated, it's different every time. Stop minutes and let the seconds pass more slowly, at last, she presses against me softly. You...
Posted by Adam. on Thu, 26 Oct 2006 01:10:00 PST |
strange new beings |
Kill the creature, set free the sweet breath, take up the new skin, change the broken mind, mend a fragile heart, trust in the ghostly wisdom, caress the tired hands, feed the lonely soul. .live...
Posted by Adam. on Wed, 18 Oct 2006 02:24:00 PST |
