not tonight |
Not tonightdo you understand?there are demons aboutand they could inhabit meor youand we could make the same mistakesas our enemiesand the lessons learnedare now so far distantĀ that there is nothing e... Posted by on Sun, 19 Jul 2009 20:37:00 GMT |
Vanity |
Councilling...fucking balls, thank god I listen to my own. At least I know my insanity and how to make it work for me. Screw having someone elese describe your own reality to you. Then again, most peo... Posted by on Sat, 18 Jul 2009 00:19:00 GMT |
Sell me a shell |
A shellI could extrudeencapsulateI could be rudeI want to bitethe tips offfreezing stinglittle dotsthe winter bringsI'llĀ turn the ice redmelt and freezemelt and squeezeuntil I'm deadA shellI could ex... Posted by on Sat, 18 Jul 2009 00:13:00 GMT |
Suppositions |
I supposeI must be held accountable for somethingthe laundry I didink I spillReally, accountability is selfishall about 'I'"I and I, we've done things"Wellit's deep it's darka longlong walk in some pa... Posted by on Sat, 18 Jul 2009 00:03:00 GMT |
Sam from Siam |
Sam from Siamhusky little bastardfrom the seathe freshwater seaTook no shit from anyoneragged fins the proofdark his temper beSam Samfrom Siamcaught sight one dayoffensive imagea foe to scrimmagefocus... Posted by on Fri, 17 Jul 2009 23:58:00 GMT |
chick |
Tiny lifeyou made it out of your shellin the heat from hellcalling now from the next roominsistent bellTiny lifeso beautifulthrivingstriving leaves unfurl from the vinelittle black feathersguard thin ... Posted by on Fri, 17 Jul 2009 22:47:00 GMT |
Muse |
Oh Heart mine
and hers
how can this tree endure
the constant shift of seasons
from frost to flame
drought with rain
and yet endure it does
breaking
and healing again
I'd say it was beautiful
... Posted by on Wed, 15 Jul 2009 21:56:00 GMT |
not enough space |
Time presses down like a slow vice, tectonic plate going for the long dive. I have to move my legs soon, pack everything into my snail-shell, brave the heat. Feed those living in the shade of my wings... Posted by on Wed, 15 Jul 2009 06:55:00 GMT |
untitled |
This 'Oneness' with the Universeis selfishand then it changes the definitionfolds it sidewaysand there is no more selfSomewhere a chickengoes to broodhidden in a woodpilewhite orbs growing in numberfe... Posted by on Tue, 14 Jul 2009 22:04:00 GMT |
food |
We don't seem to need food anymore; in fact, no one talks about it really. I've tried starting one of those food conversations but folks just turn away and lose interest. It doesn't matter, I suppose,... Posted by on Tue, 14 Jul 2009 21:34:00 GMT |