untitled |
They hard purple faces already
But their heads were still soft.
They lived in covered zones and dark caves,
They hid in the poor drunk man's tears
So nobody would notice them
With anything else than ...
Posted by drop the act on Wed, 18 Jun 2008 10:01:00 PST |
The Feather Collector |
He would cry but his eyes went dry Some years ago whenHe buried the small corpse of his brideHe remembers the hard wood of the shovel in his handHe was too poor to buy oneHe had to ask his neighboor w...
Posted by drop the act on Tue, 05 Feb 2008 12:31:00 PST |
Mocking Day |
These young people,I know them.They were there The day it allHappened.It started ofAs the kindest Day one could have.There was this sweetAroma floatingNear my headAnd everything feltJust as it should....
Posted by drop the act on Mon, 17 Dec 2007 06:30:00 PST |
The Rising |
It was the rising Of the twelve o'clock news.Blindfolded and deaf,They couldn't hearAll the murmuringOf eventful but sorrowless deaths:'We shall rise,' they said'And take them all awayLike the great A...
Posted by drop the act on Tue, 11 Dec 2007 03:21:00 PST |
Room 3 |
It's the sameMorning than yesterday.I recognizeThe skyAnd the way myEyes lie.I hear the exactSame soft soundAnd my muclesAche just as much.It's the same morningAnd I quiver,Knowing how tomorrow'sDew w...
Posted by drop the act on Thu, 13 Dec 2007 12:31:00 PST |
Codeine and Collagen |
Codeine and collagenTo slow the processusThat should be fastAnd painfulFor it's the only wayTo make it realAnd stop the diversionsWe all call andAsk for.A rotting mindIs an hopeless childAnd soon,All ...
Posted by drop the act on Thu, 13 Dec 2007 10:02:00 PST |
The Ambitious Man |
I wishWe could all extendThe brutal thoughts to anUnbreakable safeAnd the evidenceCould be swept awayBy a big machineLike we doWith the snowA shoveling actThat wouldn't mindOur deep breaths and sights...
Posted by drop the act on Thu, 13 Dec 2007 09:55:00 PST |
The Act of God |
My childhood,In bubble-gum wrapping,Fears the daysWhen my brain shutsAnd stay closeFor the hours that markA day,Or a week,Or even a simple fractionOf time, in a taxicabOr while I sleepFor it only take...
Posted by drop the act on Thu, 13 Dec 2007 09:44:00 PST |
sometimes you hate something |
and sometimes it just happens to be 11hrs and 40 minutes.amen.
Posted by drop the act on Sun, 12 Aug 2007 03:19:00 PST |
bring me some good canadian rap |
do so, for real.
Posted by drop the act on Thu, 23 Nov 2006 09:58:00 PST |
