a mind of my own |
inside my dreaming mind of endless new ideas
in constant rhythm of all we are and all we know
drips down from the sky filled with our recycled mess
if i smack myself i'll feel something again in...
Posted by isone on Sat, 07 Apr 2007 12:49:00 PST |
collisions expence |
metal shavings from secret engravings
lost in cause fight the anxious need to talk
can't seem to be able to scream loud enough
simple task so hard to speak
crept in the dark hidden in coal
i sit in t...
Posted by isone on Sat, 07 Apr 2007 09:31:00 PST |
the drifting dull and man |
pushing through the apple trees underneath in grasses weeds
peeping in the waters ways of actuality demeaned out of your cries
suffocate your will to hate the village in the crusted rim clinging...
Posted by isone on Mon, 02 Apr 2007 07:12:00 PST |
ravens arrow |
look to you as i raise my dark black wings
feel the wind blowing through my feathers
jump in flight with ravens bluest skies dreams
talons wires chokes the arrows shattered bliss
hopes in sunse...
Posted by isone on Sun, 18 Mar 2007 10:21:00 PST |
painted blurry vision of skies purple blistered eye |
cold and nasty wicked and brave sins in cups of cradles on graves
broken forever shifted and lame peeling it off itching scratching the screams
cracks me open drains the blues into reds spills on...
Posted by isone on Sun, 18 Mar 2007 05:13:00 PST |
dreams and minds |
in this seat of welling eyes of disbelief and frozen legs that need to walk
so i close my mind and smell the air i can hear a train in the distance
upon this beach of oily sand under drifting garbage ...
Posted by isone on Fri, 09 Mar 2007 07:19:00 PST |
blue and blackened night of owls eyes |
timeless lost in hours of waiting looking as far down the road as i can see
shifting shade through trees as the sun changes in the clouds above
waiting for what? as i sit here, i can't seem...
Posted by isone on Mon, 05 Mar 2007 07:00:00 PST |
empty conversations |
divides the tide controls the wake opens my eyes
your gratitude is none once again like a dope fiend
without your needed fix of lusty chatter within boasted clatter
moments dream about your teet...
Posted by isone on Mon, 12 Feb 2007 03:07:00 PST |
the statue on your counters edge |
dribbles from the lips with cavities stench
hunch back dwellers fallowing shadows behind
caged animalized addiction fears sheltered wisdom
lost mental creations absolute incineration melting
frowns ca...
Posted by isone on Sun, 11 Feb 2007 07:44:00 PST |
days nightmares |
never good enough can't seem to satisfy this need to create
always more to come disturbed and happy still and enraged
looking back once and awhile to see the mess of scandals' noses
steams ahead pound...
Posted by isone on Sat, 10 Feb 2007 12:36:00 PST |
