Conceal |
Your pretension is bleeding through.
Before humility pulled the reigns
Of your sleigh of thought,
Now instead of arguments
Molded in the fashion of your mentor craftsmen
The flaw has taken root in you...
Posted by You' ve done f@#cked up now Tito on Thu, 09 Oct 2008 06:07:00 PST |
Skip Out |
I am so far removed, so far from your light
that I don't know how to come back and it be alright.
How do I convey that I still need you
without the words to convey the message in plain tongue...
Posted by You' ve done f@#cked up now Tito on Fri, 03 Oct 2008 09:22:00 PST |
Ladies and Germs |
You've Done Fucked up Now presents an essay by nationally known essayist and author who specializes in well I'll let the work speak for itself. So without further or do I present to you an essay...
Posted by You' ve done f@#cked up now Tito on Tue, 30 Sep 2008 02:14:00 PST |
Above and Beyond |
I wrote this blog as a message to a friend of mine trying to explain what I meant by transcend. Her question to me was, "Do you believe that everybody is trying to transcend"? I attempted ...
Posted by You' ve done f@#cked up now Tito on Tue, 23 Sep 2008 07:29:00 PST |
Silence is Copper |
Upon deaf ears;
a tragedy of words full of love.
Honest and pure in their quest to connect.
Connect to those they cared to communicate.
To love so much as to risk all for that love
not to be rejected ...
Posted by You' ve done f@#cked up now Tito on Mon, 22 Sep 2008 06:15:00 PST |
Have At It. |
I am going to just say it for a change. Nobody says it enough and I finally think that this warrants saying if for no other reason than to get the ball rolling. WE ARE BOMBARDED WITH TOO M...
Posted by You' ve done f@#cked up now Tito on Fri, 19 Sep 2008 09:38:00 PST |
Snuff |
Now I lay my head to rest.
I pray the lord honor my request.
Tis not a question of if but when from what I can tell.
This tryst reeks of the beginning of the end.
Cast your heart w...
Posted by You' ve done f@#cked up now Tito on Mon, 15 Sep 2008 12:04:00 PST |
An Empty Ritual |
Narcissistic swallows fluttering about
in forests of polyester, cotton, linens and things.
In search of plumage off of aluminum branches
in hopes of attracting shallow pigeons.
Color display is...
Posted by You' ve done f@#cked up now Tito on Sat, 06 Sep 2008 09:51:00 PST |
Sedative |
An empty gaze at the ceiling as life escapes this vessel.
Nestled gently in hands the tool utilized to induce relief.
Out of the veins flows the vital liquid
housing loneliness, pain, shame, regret.
P...
Posted by You' ve done f@#cked up now Tito on Fri, 29 Aug 2008 09:59:00 PST |
Desolate |
I've never felt so forlorn in a sea of mortals.
Never felt so alone on a globe saturated with meat sacks.
It's funny how alienation bites back.
So hollow towards others shallow plights;
Now I ign...
Posted by You' ve done f@#cked up now Tito on Thu, 28 Aug 2008 10:03:00 PST |
