tracer bullet.

disintegration

is the best album ever.welcominghome hell, hath these beds we lay.[thisfeelswrongwithoutyou]
Posted by tracer bullet. on Thu, 15 May 2008 11:53:00 PST

intoxicating pink lasers fourty ounces deep

Woe?Blame it on the rain.Whoa!Blame it on the name game.Size-up, suit up self-esteem.Tie-down, dress-down fight in the dog-days.Wolf nights?Introspection and longing are a feverish solitaire.In fact, ...
Posted by tracer bullet. on Tue, 06 May 2008 08:04:00 PST

two clicks of ny-quil mixed with my quills

from a fresh gaugethis gauze is only soaking up wine from better days.now who's to mention of where my head's been?endless posterboard and black ink.b i t i n g t o b l e e d i n gbegin to take comfor...
Posted by tracer bullet. on Sat, 12 Jan 2008 02:13:00 PST

luxury wrapped in non-adherent gauze

begin your fear in faith.the spotlights have been serviced.ready for spectacles, already on display.where have your concerns been?these aren't new frights now called to attention.destortion alway's ca...
Posted by tracer bullet. on Sat, 12 Jan 2008 12:24:00 PST

losing

i'm losing limbsi've got nails in my eyes.while dying to reach the bottoms of bottlesrunning and jumping [my falling body kiss the skies]
Posted by tracer bullet. on Tue, 25 Dec 2007 11:37:00 PST

greenglass

purple lips.shinning through.red cascade.black invade.static brain.breathing light.i wish i was a zombie.
Posted by tracer bullet. on Sat, 08 Dec 2007 06:06:00 PST

file 13

I sleep until there is no light.I'm wide awake all through the night.Dinner may suck but I'll take a bite, I do whatever I can.My muscles stiffen through the day.Discomfort never goes away.Someone sho...
Posted by tracer bullet. on Tue, 04 Dec 2007 08:07:00 PST

gutterface trashbag

I: into the nightthe frames are pinkthe planes black in silhouette.i think i've finally beaten broken glass.numbering my scars now.reminds me where i've been.II: greatexpectationsface down concrete pa...
Posted by tracer bullet. on Thu, 29 Nov 2007 04:10:00 PST

throw me away.

I've got no use...at least to you.I feel like shit.write me off.broad me up.i'm nothing, if not your memories.retreated inside my mind.diamondmine my diamondmind....
Posted by tracer bullet. on Tue, 27 Nov 2007 03:47:00 PST

methaphors / paradies / life

-In Fear And Faith-Can we last through the winter?The water's starting to freeze.The only one who remembersTaking the wrong step, falling in front of me.This body's already aging.These nights are all ...
Posted by tracer bullet. on Thu, 15 Nov 2007 06:12:00 PST