Rephrasing It All |
"They're just words"But I like wordsI believe them all Because I'd like to think I've got good faithTell me words, even if they sound oddComing out of your mouth I like those wordsI dream those wordsN...
Posted by on Wed, 24 Jun 2009 00:50:00 GMT |
Some Positivity |
When light reflects off of entangled bodies that when I'll knowWhen breathing becomes harder and easier at the same timeThe sun rises every day at the same time but it never stops being beautifulColou...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Jun 2009 23:32:00 GMT |
Big Fag |
So many men and women who fail to interest meI lay down and pulse to what I hearBody literally twitchingI use you all up like tissuesAll soft and invitingI blow my nose in you and now you're just crum...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Jun 2009 22:29:00 GMT |
I Write Crap |
When I breathe its an unintentional sighPerhaps oxygen isn't enoughOr perhaps I just deprive myselfI make up excuses for what is good and bad for meI don't know how to strive for more when I shouldOr ...
Posted by on Wed, 27 May 2009 15:39:00 GMT |
I Refuse Sleep |
Sleep deprived hangovers make me feel like my organs are shutting downMy heart is the first to goStrangers can however get to meStrangers who are only strangers in a small but fat ass reality senseI f...
Posted by on Sat, 02 May 2009 16:58:00 GMT |
Clean Version |
There are things I wish I could tell youBut I seem to be short circuitingSnap Crackle PopI fizzled outThe juices are tasting more like battery acid every secondFermentingMaking me drunk with boredomEy...
Posted by on Wed, 22 Apr 2009 08:44:00 GMT |
Word Puke |
I keep forgetting to live in the momentI don't understand how Buddhists do itI get into habit of thinking of nothing because there used to be things I didn't want to think aboutBut thats not the case ...
Posted by on Sat, 04 Apr 2009 09:28:00 GMT |
Pulse |
I'm starting to chafe from all the coming and goingDon't even bother touching me if you're just passingWeaving in and out of planes that I don't care aboutReally what is love anyways?The most disturbi...
Posted by on Mon, 30 Mar 2009 13:57:00 GMT |
Röslein rot |
Metaphors are poor excuses for lack of realtiyA man shot himself yesterdayAnd I'm typing up bullshitYou'll stop complaining when you come up for airI'm a mad man in a crazy lady's bodyAn attractive bo...
Posted by on Mon, 23 Feb 2009 07:38:00 GMT |
Flighty |
Can you see itThe circles are unfolding then producingFeel it in your bone marrowIts floating in and out and making us smileI don't need anything elseI am my own counterpartIf you feel fear then you'r...
Posted by on Wed, 14 Jan 2009 11:38:00 GMT |
