I’m ready to be ready. |
When I talk to my mirror, I see a moustache.
Is it unsatisfying to come home from work or school every day and every night to the same things? But anytime something exciting happens we quickly cl...
Posted by on Wed, 08 Oct 2008 14:37:00 GMT |
St Christ: the ultimate valentine. |
Jesus was red.Peter was blue.Judas got raped.John wasn't a Jew.They all got drunk.Mary got pregnant.Martha got stabbed,by an angry preists pendent. They made up some shit.Created a holiday.Loved one a...
Posted by on Mon, 18 Feb 2008 22:10:00 GMT |
Love thine neighbor, as Thine self. |
Lend me your heart and I'll fill it with secrets.
Theres quite a few, it might explode.
Lend me your ear and I'll fill it with sonnetts.
Some of them folky, a few of them old.
Lend me a r...
Posted by on Sun, 10 Feb 2008 15:06:00 GMT |
A tale about what happens when you search a little harder, and a secret happens. |
Whisky Gypsy (baby)
I've given my heart to a traveling gypsy.
She said she could turn it into something of beauty.
I didn't belive her, but she assured me.
Now shes gone and pawned it for some&nb...
Posted by on Sun, 06 Jan 2008 21:35:00 GMT |
Dreams, Hearts, Things? |
This is about an imaginary friend I had when I was like 5... 7... 13, and stuff we did hanging out together.
It’s called
Awesome!
We dance with the animals at the night scene.
We drop our pants...
Posted by on Wed, 05 Dec 2007 23:31:00 GMT |
Lullaby For Miss Bliss |
The doorbell rings
Here she is
She walks in with everything but bliss
She's pasing the floor all around
Here we are with her heart in our hands
Dose she know who she is?
Dose she know who sh...
Posted by on Sun, 10 Sep 2006 19:05:00 GMT |
A new thought, for an old world order. (same poem, different name, new idea in head.) |
I see her standing by the nightstand.
A bible in her left hand.
She drops it to the floor.
She gets into her bed.
Her pillow on her head.
She thinks the sheets will make her cured.
A breez...
Posted by on Wed, 19 Sep 2007 12:11:00 GMT |
You will hear this one day. (For this one girl) |
I remember things were said from that television screen.
Sitting there all innocent dreaming those sweet dreams.
Remember when we talked all night with poles connecting strings.
You fell asleep I hear...
Posted by on Wed, 29 Aug 2007 21:21:00 GMT |
Give your name like a kiss on the cheek of a lover. |
The stars were laughing at our lives.
The moon decided not to shine.
I guess thats what we get when we...
Realize that we can't.
The animals hunted themselfs.
Said suicide works the same.
Until y...
Posted by on Sat, 21 Jul 2007 16:13:00 GMT |
I think I might have hit something. |
I tried to tell you something, but something wasn't right.
I tried to turn right, but my signal was out.
I tried to go out, but out was out of my sight.
There was something on my mind, but it wasn't m...
Posted by on Sun, 22 Apr 2007 13:03:00 GMT |
