Faith |
Introspective.Perspective.Imaginative.Perception.Precise.Dis
astrous.Greed.Suspicion.Fierce.Friendly.Deadly.Forgotten.Eag
er, aging, wasted. Cynical.Believe.If you must.Trust.If you desire.Feed.If you n... Posted by on Sat, 26 Apr 2008 16:34:00 GMT |
Cylindrical |
Pressure.Slipping, deeper.Pressure.Creeping, seeping, and sipping faster.
Dissecting bits for memory ingestion and casting deflection.Divided among those feeding, suckling from your breast, blood is m... Posted by on Thu, 07 Feb 2008 21:54:00 GMT |
A Prayer to the Gods Who Often Weep in Love |
I know you may not see this for a few days,And by then it may be rotten or moldy.But I think you may be able to look past that And perhaps for that brief moment you willSee me in my hat, Hear me ... Posted by on Mon, 14 Jan 2008 21:52:00 GMT |
Untitled 5 |
You have won.I am defeated.I will do everything you ask me to.I will smile while I do it.I will continue to improve myselfIn any fashion you decree. I will do it so well.You will never forget me.But a... Posted by on Tue, 08 Jan 2008 05:23:00 GMT |
Untitled 4 |
It would seem to be forgotten, but I don't exist. It would seem to be I am reflecting on, and that you won't desist. It is apparent I am worthless in this circumference of who you are,So much gravity ... Posted by on Sat, 05 Jan 2008 13:22:00 GMT |
Untitled 3 |
A toy on your twisted rocking chair?A brooch on the wrist you never wash?A blanket from the time you have forgotten?Or a worshiper from a land never to return?A ribbon to tie in your hair?Convenient u... Posted by on Wed, 26 Dec 2007 08:48:00 GMT |
Third Without Verse |
I find myself experiencing existence extraordinarily crafted betweenunscheduled naps.Reality grows like algae.Fast.And furious.Seemingly fed off of the malodorous remnants of rejection.Almost, Like aF... Posted by on Wed, 05 Dec 2007 20:22:00 GMT |
Within the Existence of Music |
The music gives me chills once again; you've brought life to my flesh and you've bought the blood in my heart once again.You are a journey. Posted by on Wed, 05 Dec 2007 20:05:00 GMT |
I am |
I amThe Enemy who is forgotten,the note which was gone rotten. The major cut and bleeding, the messenger who's lost to feeding. I amDefending the night, cursed, why do I fight? Will this be right, end... Posted by on Sun, 11 Nov 2007 20:45:00 GMT |
As We Are Forever Entwined in the Briefest Moments of our Release |
And so when it happens that the fingers of our desire do so align, The Universe screams as we slide alongside,For those briefest of Eternities when we seep into each other's pores,The terror of all sa... Posted by on Thu, 08 Nov 2007 05:21:00 GMT |