insense |
there are endless eulogies for gods that don't appearbut none for the one that kneels nowdabbing at the wounds of an antichristsewing words of light through broken skinsopping up the mumbled wordsenca...
Posted by on Thu, 17 Apr 2008 21:46:00 GMT |
between pages |
if you make a vector for each heart that’s strung on these wiresyou would have a skyfull of shooting stars on the ground, humbled girls and boys calculate their worth putting memories into fract...
Posted by on Wed, 02 Apr 2008 00:19:00 GMT |
make it math |
you can put it into a sine functionand that makes it endlesstrack the peaks and troughsfind patterns in wave formwhat you don’t count on is the limitssometimes the limit doesn’t exist
Posted by on Tue, 01 Apr 2008 18:55:00 GMT |
which hand holds on |
i’ve been grasping at strings for so long that i almost forgotthat this wire is barbed for a reasonand it’s not the same reason that roses have thornsit’s more likewhy an infection w...
Posted by on Tue, 01 Apr 2008 16:43:00 GMT |
Disneys ALICE IN WONDERLAND ripped off our dog |
The flower is from the garden scene in Alice in Wonderland. The dog is Gizmo, the star of "Gizmo Gets his Groove On", available in my videos. More than a coincidental resemblance, I think....
Posted by on Sat, 15 Mar 2008 22:45:00 GMT |
its in my handwriting |
yes, this is recent this is the climaxwhere life is beautifuldrunks and pariahswe make our markequally irreleventfor when the ocean comesthere will be little to surrenderwe barely open our...
Posted by on Fri, 28 Dec 2007 21:11:00 GMT |
You Pierce Nothing |
I think we're special.Not just lucky.We made more promises than mistakes.How many more edges must I push you overBefore you believe that I'm holding your hand?Would you let us fall?You will.I do get t...
Posted by on Fri, 13 Oct 2006 22:06:00 GMT |
I Am the Monster |
There isSeparationAnd a slurring of words in this insincere melodyIt's funny, I thinkThe pills in my pocket next to pictures of youIt's so funny that I force myself to laugh aloudAnd it echoes off the...
Posted by on Fri, 13 Oct 2006 22:01:00 GMT |
Solutions |
There is something resembling life between my hands,It cries with energy, scorches my palms,If I could smile at it, I might feel less alone,You don't remember.Even if there was such a place,Where fair...
Posted by on Wed, 30 Aug 2006 01:36:00 GMT |
Ele-mental |
I caught a flash of you,I remembered how you'd laugh when my eyes wandered while we talked,Snap your fingers to bring me back to earth.
But no one is there to pull be back,And I've lost all sens...
Posted by on Mon, 28 Aug 2006 21:55:00 GMT |
