Spurn the spoilers! |
Indicative of symbiotic seamA restlessness never before heard or seenA knowing hiding deep insideAwaiting the present moment to arrive.What is the higher din, place to win, right of whim? A pleasantly...
Posted by on Thu, 11 Jun 2009 00:56:00 GMT |
a ring be mine, be kine |
And I've found in you all the truths that must seem to ring true, even if truth is but a fleeting moment in a time of trysts and mists. I cling snug as a bug in your rug and smile that gleaming grin t...
Posted by on Wed, 29 Apr 2009 23:31:00 GMT |
giving it up for a night |
stop strange stop smoke stop fake. careless of those worth a dime in reading any moment of my time, this is no joke of fortune telling or hint of murderous ranting. stopping strangers waking walking a...
Posted by on Mon, 13 Apr 2009 20:42:00 GMT |
penniless prayer |
Beauty lies, even though convinced that it is the end all to try after try after try leading to hope after hope following hope into the rabbit hole of love and success. Beauty lies. beauty lies. beaut...
Posted by on Mon, 13 Apr 2009 20:32:00 GMT |
forget those aweful words i said |
beauty inside, suicide. endless senseless crime. time. lime. mime...onward down drops until stops, and there you are calling just in time to save me from the loss of toss. to remind of smiles and high...
Posted by on Thu, 26 Mar 2009 21:39:00 GMT |
giving up |
a simple, almost innocent thought. ? does it haunt me now or something else, something secretive to self and loathsome to daylight's realm. self fulfilling prophesy, taunting and teasing, titillating ...
Posted by on Wed, 25 Mar 2009 20:45:00 GMT |
fading away to tired sleepylessness |
source, force, illuminata of life of my knife. grief-ness gives less this stressless kiss of senselessness, is such and such and such a mess. still life wading through darkness and halting in murkines...
Posted by on Mon, 16 Mar 2009 18:48:00 GMT |
birds fly low overhead to carry me higher... |
Porcelain, unfortunate, illuminant.Eyelights pouring over skylights imagining the world outside. Big and full of scope, grandeur immeasurable. But truly, not any matters without you and I.Spinning cir...
Posted by on Sun, 15 Mar 2009 21:23:00 GMT |
Again of sin in lynn |
Staunching in sandwiched supremecy, fighting the battalion hoping to bring you down from the inside out. The inside believing that everyone is conceiving against its union, its communion, its self cre...
Posted by on Wed, 11 Mar 2009 20:57:00 GMT |
missing |
trust me, speak me, greet me. Oh, the lonely me, is lonely to be without you. but for shortness of time i'll solve this algorithm just fine. is happiness a place or space, an empty solace? fortune tea...
Posted by on Fri, 27 Feb 2009 22:12:00 GMT |
