hi my name is vicky
i love my life (:
When does this start?
when does this end?
someone is there whose never a friend
how do you do?
how do I do?
how should I ask where are my shoes?
What is this coat? what is this face?
I just need to change to get out of this place.
why all this pacing breaking a leg
needless to say taking advantage of blind elders isn't very saint.
Spitting out the beer
then to growing my hair
then to finding alcupulco gold.
A simmering pot of glue
I'm waiting to sniff.
it's just enough chemicals
to put a small hole into the ozone layer.
introduced me to some powder dumping into my system,
working at bookstores with never showering yellow pit stains,
dance music,
war stories on tape.
Enter here follow signs to down hill
take caution
leave behind all of your sexual powers-
apocalypse night has no mercy.
all the buds are bastards
when they choose to overlook and eliminate your fantasy tonight.
The snow is coming.
the flakes are all a flurry,
some touched my skin.
they melt away but I have a purpose.
I never sway walking for hours,
don't feel the cold, I can't see the sun.
there's just the road, the trees, the poles of leaves like vomit on the ground.
Light the way to the pot of gold.
waits for hands, for my hands.
diamonds unleashed on three men
one spin, two lights, three sounds.
A sphere to determine my fate
second twelve to triple up sit and wait
all you can eat $13.95
the lounge act is really good tonight.
Reading super system in my mind
what would Doyle Brunson do.
possible straight draw on the board,
the action comes to me.
Push my life under the eye from above
one last hope that he will lay it down to this.
Back to the automatic dispenser of paper so I can dream again.
Sit here and take in the earthworms snuggling to the greens.
boy doesn't even know chalk from cheese-
hold that breath.
Class, you won't succeed in life.
You boys will grow to rape and you girls will grow up getting off being raped.
Class dismissed.
Homework for this evening is experiment
the bodies intake of poisonous cleansing products,
a golden star for the ones sent to the ER.
Good day.
My I's were dotted and my T's were crossed.
More than enough time to make such words as inconsiderate and illegitimate.
Stop while I was stretching
I was being sent up to the stage,
holding that hairy rat feeling ridiculous.
Give him back his sweater that poor fellow has only orchestrated symphonies into the poisoned ant hills.
You have tried, I'm afraid don't let it hurt I shouldn't stay show your cards.
What is it like to scatter organs all over a deeply pasteurized land.
Just like a cat,without a mouse,it masturbates,it violates.
Sadistic Dresser.
Maybe it's the ability to choose that makes a wounded player take to the field and laugh at his injury than to be fed peas and carrots by his sitter.
Farewell farewell.
Set me back in my old sweater tonight for an hour or two I can obtain satisfaction mutilating ones humiliating me.
What is the point of laying in a comfortable position if you can't fall asleep in it?
There has never ever been a dull moment - we can kiss the highest clouds and name them after movie stars.
Your fingers, they're flower pots.
Hear me now.
After the truth is found there will be a suicide.
All I have left is a face fucking, homicidal waste of time.
Take these roads and take them fast.
My legs collapse in harmony with the music and I plummet down forever.
I can write the dialogue to a script about your death.
The path has changed so much over the years.
No reason to fret, just turn around and walk away.
The glass of wine and the plate of overcooked food burnt too long. ...Paranoid about a fuck me dress.
Relishing in memories, twisting like fate.
It's only a matter of time before this is destroyed.
The bridges are too low to duck under and the fenced in possibilities seem too dark to see without candlelight.
Because years have passed, visions have also.
The path has changed so much over the years.
Slimy, sticky leaves cling like leaches.
No reason to fret, just turn around and walk away.
The glass of wine and the plate of overcooked food.
I'll never run away again.
I missed this.
Stand Clear of the closing doors.
Punch in your sleazy dignity.
It's almost time to eyeball those interns.
Eight hours of conference calls.
They can't whisper when they wanna scream.
They can't work as a team.
When they wanna be covered in whipped cream.
Kiss your wife, not that intern.
Corporate world has no u-turn.
If you applied, then just don't return.
Business mastercards used for lapdances.
Money under the table for congressmen.
Trapped in a cubical I'm throwing a party in my head.
It's all meaningless.
Take my picture I want to have proof of this history, I want the lake in the back and all this beauty in my heart, they like to hide in the marsh.
You and everyone like you are selfish destroyers, and I'll be just as selfish when i don't give you back.
One drill through your heart, two chisels in your eyes.
We all thought the same, it was going to be okay, thankful for my clean brain.
Scratched my head, felt the dandruff piling up underneath my fingernails.
Thankful for my clean brain.
Next time you fall asleep, look down on us at earth and realize that it may be better to forever count sheep.
You're the captain of your ship and star.
Cringing at the sight, flawless face dragged
I giggled, kissing my fingers, type c and saliva bubbling.
Find an easier way of dying, before you get murdered.
Type c and saliva bubbling.
The floor boards will never hold the same finish.
From these bloody hills
Comes unmixed oil and water
Concentrated by abstract particles
Distilled through cross pollination
Pick up this doll and watch the girl dream.
Cups spill what holds, what holds, what holds tomorrow.
Clenching the fist, raising the brow.
As glass enters the vein.
Justice shines in her dark eyes.
As an amber sky drips a tear upon a sunset.
This is seraplis dream. ten crowns drop.
Parchment paper crumbles, when the curtain falls.
Shade this tribulation in pastels
Silk feelings hurt
The river holds the color you describe as love.
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