unbelievably disgusting!!!!! |
i can crawl right up into my own assholereally, you should seeit's hard to comprehend why someone might do thisuntil you see the light beyond the taintit's all dark and warmthe smell, you get used toj...
Posted by on Tue, 15 Aug 2006 13:55:00 GMT |
Lady Phoenix---thanks Efrain!!! |
Ever see me stomp something out?Following the fires I make,Around and downI track their smokeSmudged to tiny piles of ashesTheir circles are tightly drawnI slowly strip away oxygenCrushing their desir...
Posted by on Wed, 10 May 2006 15:27:00 GMT |
i'm pretty sure you suck |
i found this old letter in a trunk
in a box
under a dead rose
next to your picture
where the dried thorns are somehow more dangerous
and more fragile
where the box that carries all these hauntings
is ...
Posted by on Tue, 09 May 2006 12:16:00 GMT |
this is what i think of??? |
following the insipid pressing of a book
that flower spit its guts out for your viewing pleasure
and stuck with a stink to your romantic intentions
so you just had to peal it away
the carcas...
Posted by on Mon, 20 Mar 2006 00:59:00 GMT |
little black envelope |
A little black envelope
Sticks to my tongue
Holding for the moment
The blood rushing around a cut
A paper revelation
Slipping from my face
Is wondering if I will ever
Actually seal its fate
...
Posted by on Sat, 16 Apr 2005 13:20:00 GMT |
this one's for Mai |
My luscious pink lady
The heart of the land
There is no desert in your heart
No sea in the sand
Calling to the morning
Flashing your sunlit cape
The sun rises with you
The stars miss your nap...
Posted by on Sat, 16 Apr 2005 13:19:00 GMT |
brand-spankin new poetry |
if posturing were not necessary
and no one cared to obtain greater status
none of us would ever
have learned to stand
if it were not the jewel of mankind
to brave the underbelly of conformity
...
Posted by on Wed, 13 Apr 2005 16:14:00 GMT |
--Pez Girl-- |
Collecting plastic toys with no arms
Bright fruity colors, flavors and scents
Familiar cartoon faces
Standing upright without legs or spines
Leaning back, offering treats
Purchasing my likeness...
Posted by on Mon, 04 Apr 2005 16:57:00 GMT |
Translucent-- |
September 2, 1997; 12:12 am (i copy the time so i can find my most energetic time of day...verbally at least)
parish priest of fog and light
let me seep into your translucent night
shadow the sta...
Posted by on Wed, 16 Mar 2005 23:41:00 GMT |
wrote this... |
the first time i ever got stoned.
ride my train and follow the tail
kiss the comet that sweeps your life away
scurry and scamper,
my ambling rambler,
leap and frolic
in the midnight sun
tease...
Posted by on Wed, 16 Mar 2005 23:39:00 GMT |
