Hot Embers Die Slow |
**So, this is my new slam piece, the first part in quotes is from asong by the RX Bandits, and I would sing it, so... um, use yourimagination. Hopefully I'll have a third piece soon so I can read atth...
Posted by on Thu, 26 Feb 2009 14:18:00 GMT |
Adults |
*Okay, so I think this piece is better read aloud, so don't judge it too harsh just yet*Were growing up. I noticed it the other day. Friends are becoming teachers, engineers, parents, and junkies. I ...
Posted by on Sat, 31 Jan 2009 08:03:00 GMT |
Midori [Sovay] |
There's music in my blood tunnels. Music and vibration, a steady hum that whispers in my ear. It tells me that it's always just the same picture in different colors, a new layer of nail polish and a d...
Posted by on Mon, 18 Feb 2008 20:47:00 GMT |
Smile for the camera. |
I hate your smile. It's plastic and fake, a mask over the scars I gave you. I hate your smile because it screams of all the hurt I caused. Your smile is my fault and I hate it. It didn't used to be th...
Posted by on Fri, 14 Sep 2007 21:44:00 GMT |
Pneumonia heart in the rain |
Hate meHaunt meRape me,but don't talk to me, cuz I've got a personal sound track I don't want you to interrupt and some rain drops I've promised to make love to, so excuse me for seeming rude or obnox...
Posted by on Mon, 27 Aug 2007 23:40:00 GMT |
Mirror eyes. |
Look at the bags under my eyes and the cuts on my toes.I've treated my shell like shit and my reflection shows it, but it's not in the mirror, Narcissus, it's in your face, the way you look at me, wit...
Posted by on Thu, 26 Jul 2007 23:42:00 GMT |
Eucalyptus Spearmint Moon in Blue |
This is a work in progress, so your criticism and comment are greatly appreciated... if you read, please comment ^^ Thanks!**********************************You know, sometimes I really wish I could f...
Posted by on Sat, 30 Jun 2007 02:00:00 GMT |
Soap Box Screaming... Solstice |
What are my strengths? Weaknesses? Life is growth, the ebbing away at weaknesses, or maybe the waning of strengths. What am I doing? Which wolf do I feed?Symantecs. Punctuation. Definitive meanin...
Posted by on Thu, 21 Jun 2007 01:01:00 GMT |
Clumsy chopstick arms without fingers |
I need a teacher.This lesson plan makes no sense.I can't figure out this pandora's boxLong enough to lift the lid.So much quantificationIt's easy to get lost.Grasp the corners with clumsy chopstick ar...
Posted by on Wed, 13 Jun 2007 01:30:00 GMT |
How very interesting... |
Many times have I quoted Nada Surf's song Concrete Bed, "To find someone you love, you've gotta be someone you love." And strived to live by it, emulating the admirable qualities in those around me, s...
Posted by on Tue, 05 Jun 2007 14:09:00 GMT |
