There once was a hero who was mute,
A musical hero, to boot!
His fingers did not strum
A guitar or tap a drum;
He saved the kingdom with a flute!

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A soldier clouded by strife,
To have love lost like a life.
Finds beauty in flowers,
Destroys evil powers,
While wielding an oversized knife!

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An army of soldiers well-trained,
Though, in action they seem dead-brained;
Hit with his own bomb,
That one knows your mom,
It’s a battlefield of the deranged.

-SLuR

I want to kiss you.
I want to feel your downy lips
Pressed gently against my own.
I crave to feel them part like the
Earth's mantle
Revealing your core
That is wet, hot, and squirming.
I desire to taste your sweet
Honeyed saliva,
To satiate
The sweet tooth
Of my lust.

I want to grip you
As if I were holding onto my own soul
As it tried escaping from my body.
Like it was the end of the world
And we only had each other
To look to for affection
In our final moments of existence.

I thirst to look into your dewy eyes,
That reflect my own feelings
A mixture of desire and fear.
I want to drink in your wanton stare
And get intoxicated by it.



And we'll fall, drunkenly.
Inebriated from life for the first time.
We'd roll around together
Laughing.
The sound
Muffled and obscured,
By the pressing of our lips
And the movement
Of our tongues.
Our bodies would contort,
As we grasped at clothes
Out of instinct.
We'd feel hot
And constricted,
Taking deeper and deeper breaths
As we kissed.
Still waiting,
For the world to end.

-SLuR

I am Hephaestus,
Festering,
Alone in my home
Of infidelity. Pestering,
My goddess, my queen,
With pleas, that I may reach
And touch her beauty,
That my ears may hear her sing.
Hoping I could snake my way
Around her olive tree,
With the courage of Athene.
She's the amor in the air,
Armored by her disgusted stare.
And I'm ensnared. Tangled,
In her hair. Amongst dead roses,
And broken mirrors, I repair.
Mending what was never there.
Convincing myself I'm not impaired.

I am Hephaestus,
Festering,
In this forge.
I'm scorched,
By my heart's
Endless scourge.

-SLuR

I make my own soup and I kiss my own boo-boos,
I tell tall tales about love, hell, and voodoos.

I cover up my sadness with jokes, smoke, and malice
Who knew living a tragic life could feel so lavish?

God and I have a pretty tight relationship
I talk to him every night when my fingers touch my lips.

I throw my bones at dogs and contort my soul for fun,
Chewed up, spat out. I’m just like everyone.

-SLuR

What happened to our avocado tree?
I remember when it was vibrant and lively
When lizards would sneakily climb up the trunk
And birds would blend with leaves,
Blissfully chirping, wanting love to be sung
To the world in which we would run
Encapsulated in our backyard
That we thought would stretch as far
As our imaginations.
But it was really just a prison
And that tree...
That beautiful, wondrous tree
Was our sign that we were free
Wanting to climb up as far as we could reach.
It seemed to scrape the moon
And the nights were always gone too soon,
Losing all of our wishes to the sun
When the morning would come.
Evaporating into reality,
We grew up and it started withering.

In our teens, killing flower buds
Smoking all the weeds,
Not getting enough hugs.
We'd find comfort in its leaves.
Hiding from the devil in smoke and memories
Of our avocado tree.

Then we had to leave,
Ripped apart from all we loved
My childhood home, all the feelings that have grown
Like vines, like veins branching out against the walls.
Remember the old days when we thought that there was hope?
We didn't know that we were so dysfunctional
Everything good is gone,
And we've ended up all alone.
Down to three withered leaves clinging to a dying tree.

My avocado tree,
Remember me?
In my mind eternally.

-SLuR

I know that tomato tomato
Probably only works when speaking,
And you probably read that as tomato tomato
Instead of tomato tomato.
But, the point is you make my mind
Feel like mashed potatoes
Or is it potatoes?
And I don't know how
To describe it
Almost like my heart was hit with a seismic-
Wave. It makes me quiver, makes me shake
Makes me feel so pathetic and lame.
I can't find light inside your days
And time on me, you'd never waste.
But with haste, I'd give you all that you could take
I'd be the resource for your flame
Eat away, all you need to sate
In your emotions I shall bathe;
I like to call it love, while you prefer
To claim it's hate.

But you know,
Tomato tomato...

The 
Pomegranate 
Bleeds for you,
Excretions of red juice.
Eat its seeds, let life breed
In your stomach it will brew,
Like love birthed fresh and new.
Tasty lips with bitter kiss
Heart beats miss
My skin splits.
Emotion
Emits...

The pomegranate bleeds for you,
My heart, it's bleeding too.

-SLuR

This song has always reminded me of you,
Even in the short months when you were plastered to my sky
Blinding me with your ephemeral light.
I guess it was the pessimist in me,
Predicting tragedies and crushing fantasies
Small enough to snort up my slimy nostrils.
Oh, how brightly you would shine then-
How fiercely you would burn.
I had been cold for so long, born inside a prison of ice
Where the only thing that would circulate was
Distance and Loneliness.
You warmed me, allowing my body
To feel a pulse of happiness
That it had never known.

You let me experience a sunny day
Only to fall out of my deep blue and roll into the ambushing darkness.

How quick the sun can drop away...

You left me stained with years of memories
That can't be erased, they stay lingering.
And this bitter taste engraved on my tongue
Will be what I expect from any form of love.
I know, one day you'll be happy without me
But I'll always look to the sky with the deepest of longings
Only to find that it's dark and empty.
Heavy rain washes over me,
In waves of grey and black.
This is all I see,
All that I am
All I'll be
Without you, nothing.
Empty, lonely, pathetic nothing.
Walking through fields of clouds and moondust,
Kicking up corpses of hopeful wishes and love.

-SLuR

These emotions run free, words released
As tears against my cheek,
Lips stretched against teeth.
Unrestrained my heart beats, bleeding-
Staining the sheets, that cover your cold shoulders
As you turn away from me. My hands pulling towards
Our infinity. With open arms I move forward
To embrace this closed world.
Only to be rejected, left
In the freezing cold.

-SLuR

Let’s hide in the shelter of silent shadows and thick, tall trees
Where I’ll let you touch all the places my fingers can’t reach.
Our sighs will whisper to the wind as our bodies melt like magma.

Hearts tripping over beats, twisting into the other; racing to complete this jigsaw
And when we’re picture perfect I’ll let you hold me long, past the coming dawn.

-SLuR

I hold coward’s doubt

Tuck it away, behind my ear

With wisps of hair to hear

Your whispers, clear.

Unlock the coffer of my thought

With skeleton key, fumbling-

*******, the most intimate parts of me.

Bony hands grasp at my invisible flesh

Clawing away, at the nothing that is left.

Besotted bones blanketed by a burning semblance of abandonment;
Barren bodies, buried in bankruptcy. Blood birthing blurry abhorrence,
Blatantly boring bowels with trembling butterflies; brittle, gun-shy bullets.
Beastly bugs scrambling between blackness, buzzing behind blind eyeballs.
Bend my vertebrae, bowed like a blossoming babe. Bound embryo
Breathing- bawling, cries reverberating invisibly in the womb.
Abort my breath in its bland, bottomless tomb.

-SLuR

Drain this rain from my head,
The flood is rising and my eyes are ******.
Thoughts trapped away in wonderland,
Abandoned by the trace of wonderment.
This tissued space is closing in,
I can feel it tear and hemorrhage.
Rivers of red flowing through wrinkles,
Ivory bones crumple and crinkle.
I'll sit alone, on a dusty throne
Inside of my clogged up skull.

-SLuR

I don't care if you're cold,
Because you still warm my heart.
I don't care if you're whole,
Because I'd accept you torn apart.
I don't mind your size,
To me it doesn't matter.
Large or small,
You still have what I'm after.
You're a masterpiece,
Full of grace and majesty
With hidden meaning to be found
Inside of your seams.
You're a dream, without you my
Mind screams.
Can't you see? If I don't have you I'm incomplete.

I love it when you're cheesy, even though some don't appreciate it
I don't care if you're all made-up, if you're plain I would be elated.
You're the only one for me,
I choose you over Chinese.
I must say, with you I have a fixation.

When pizza was made my soul mate was created.

-SLuR

A waterfall,
Bursting forth
From the eyes of Gaia.
Life loses all sense in the turbulence,
Swirling away into whirpools,
Getting lost in the depths of sadness, and
She cries still. Drowning herself,
Getting lost in the depths of sadness, and
Swirling away into whirpools.

Life loses all sense in the turbulence
From the eyes of Gaia;
Bursting forth
A waterfall.

-SLuR

To feel your skin against my lips,
To weave a smile from sentences,
To hear a laugh that emits bliss;
These wishes born from hopelessness.

These wishes always fall apart;
For you to hold me in your heart,
For love, for once, to come and find me
For happiness to stop running, hiding.

-SLuR

Waking up next to you, alone
Your fingers dance inside my soul
Digging a hole,
Deeper than this goes.
You wade in shallow feelings,
Can you see me slowly sinking?
Fading with the waning sun
As the sky's color slowly runs
Like blood, spilling onto my reflection.
Find the flaws inside perfection,
I'm happy inside our
Lonely rejection.
Your kisses take me to heaven,
They're so cruel and so cold
I feel like I'm dead.

Waking up next to you, alone
Please don't go,
Please don't go...
Let us lay inside this hole.

-SLuR

Let your flames lick my skin,
Eat me away until I’m nothing.
Just ash lost in the wind,
Riding it’s current, catatonically.
Floating on the breaths,
Words left unsaid- regrets.
Boil me in your grip
So I can quietly slip,
As smoke, through your
Choking fingertips.

-SLuR

Disgust wrapped in disgust wrapped in disgust
Fill me up to the brim, I'm a weak paper cup.
I crumple over my predisposed disorders,
Folding against deeply etched wrinkles.
Let my sickness drip through pinprick holes,
And I am wholly incomplete, excreting my soul.

-SLuR

Your face slips along the wrinkles of my brain,
And my fingers trace the shape as they dance between my legs.
I sigh your name… to make you feel a little closer
But, you’re far away and you’ll never be my lover.
I’m yours to claim, but who would take something thrown away?
I’m filled with shame and I can’t scrub off these stubborn stains,
So, it’s better we stay separated by years and miles and feelings
Your words cut me deeply, imagine the wounds left by nerve endings.
I don’t need skin to feel touched by you, you writhe within
Shaped like fluttering butterflies and erupting cocoons,
Like sunrises whose colors aren’t muddied with doom.
I think I need you, I think I love you, I know I want you
Yet I don’t know what I am or how and where I stand.
I feel like I’m a void thrown to explode into your own,
Constricting and expanding inside our black holes.
Friendly words to bore you when you’re feeling alone,
Enough to occupy your mind and body, just not your soul.

-SLuR

This


Fragile


Shell


Has


Cracked.


Our world, that lies
On the turtle's back;

Roots planted,
By the Sky Mother's hands.

The moon hoarsely laughs,
Through its throat ****
As the fish swim,
In chaotic patterns;
Mocking the circumstance.

While the west wind
Swiftly sniffs,
Blood rains down
The daughter's left armpit.
Her corpse kisses dirt,
We smoke her heart that grows;
Asking questions to the sky,
In our heavy clouds of smoke.

On my right hand
Lies stains of grace,
Rolling hills,
Blossomed buds,
Serene still lakes.
The flesh of creation,
Fingers that have mastered life,
And flipping the coin to the side
Where death will suffice.

My left hand represents
All that is ugly,
Lying through the grime of death,
Hiding in the darkness,
Concealing its grotesque appearance;

Crooked fingers and choices
Digging nails in search of healing,
Some form of sorcery.

We wash our hands
In love
And aggression.
Pushing and pulling knuckles
In cooperation and competition,
Are we not mirrored,
Ourselves just reflections?

Who is glass

And

Who is skin?

We shatter each other
For a deeper look within.

One and the same,
In opposite of ways.
Blending into grey,
Necessary to remain.

This fragile shell has cracked,
The world on the turtle's back
These empty hands must find
Palms to grasp, to keep the balance
In life's weighty strands.

-SLuR

Butterfly wings, gently flapping
As soft as lashes against cheeks;
Delicate like sheets
Stained with ink
And a sleet of memories,
That melt and freeze.
Heat excretes from feelings,
Numbness takes you from me.
Everything turns icy, and clings
To skin and muscle and cracks in teeth.

Discreetly missing
What makes us incomplete,
Continually wishing for the perfect piece.

A slab of meat
That's shaped like me,
Whose flaws perfect
My insecurities.

A heart that fills the hole,
Half of an old soul.
The glitter that scrapes
Against fool's foiled fates.

The tongue was meant to taste
And our bodies meant to waste
So let us decay, with haste
As we breathe in a new day;
Unsure when time will wait
To help us find our way
Paved in faith, and naysay
A thread we strain as we stray
Against the grain of our brains.

Our shadows,
On the ground we paste
To stick and stay-
An eternal grave,
An ephemeral stain;
That night overtakes
And light washes away.

Still, in the rays
Dust floats with grace,
Like a butterfly
Gently flapping its wings;
Against the cheek of the sky
Our skin shall meet,
And disappear in a sigh.

-SLuR

I lost my mind in lucid dreams,
Pull-apart clouds that melt and bleed,
These tiny things my eyes can't see;
Blind to fingers that bend and reach
Like rivers dripping from paper cheeks,
Streams that meet where a heart once beat,
Now a carcass where Silence eats;
A ribcage harness to carry me
And tar-clung breaths,
To serenity,
Discarded as loneliness
Where sadness seethes and sows seeds
To grow a million little pleas for flesh;
And all I reap is this skin
Marked with scars of a reject.

Down here in this hole
Is where I'll be happiest;
My light can't be missed,
If darkness is all my eyes have kissed.

-SLuR

Fingertips,
Touch lips.
Tongues slip,
Salted skin.
Inviting grin,
I'll let you in.
Eyes stare,
Skinned bare.
Vibrant pair,
Bright smile.
Beguile,
Waste my time,
For a while.

Twist, on the sand.
Hand, caged in hand.
Kiss, of scorching fire.
Brand me with desire.

-SLuR

My life wasted away in breaths,
I am dying, and decomposing
Underneath this flesh.
Already dead, but not quite yet
Time drags along,
At the pace of Death;
Whose bony feet sink into sands.
Oh, how they trudge- how they drag
Carving lines into this wasteland
From which, sprout hands
That fiercely pull and grab;
Ripping skin, picking scabs.
While I'm trying to plant
Seeds sewn into life's mantle
Where these flowers can grow
For my soul-
Rid me of these weeds
That drain my bones of marrow,
That enter deep and leave me hollow.
These roots my body follows,
Into the void where everything is swallowed;
The hungry, gaping throat
That we boast as fate or ghost
A god to claim the throne,
Death awaits; head adorned
In gold.
One true faith, our only lord.
Unafraid,
Knuckles bruise against his door
He welcomes me, and it's oh so warm.

-SLuR

When the wind winds down
I want to die with it.
When darkness embarks on a cloud
I want to cry with it.
Because its tears aren't enough
To quench the thirst of our Mother,
And the fleeting songs the air sings
Reminds me of a fleeing lover.
Coming back now and
Again to touch her
To remember her curves,
Her structure.

When I see trees withering in spring
I can feel my soul dry up and shrivel.
Death flowering, in a garden of our drivel.
How careless we are as people,
Perceiving things without thought
As lesser beings.
When our hearts only beat because of the life they bring.

I feel like garbage, when I see it on the street
Like the world is a trashcan, full of humanity.
We are ****. We are useless. We are incomplete
When our souls don't communicate
On nature's frequency.

I want to give my life,
To save our dying planet
But my soul is tarnished
By what we've done to Her.
We should all just die
To save our Mother.

-SLuR

Did you lose me?
Are you too busy?
Am I just so unimportant
That you'll toss me to the back burner
Like a failed dish?
Something you're done with.
I'm finished,
You're out of focus.
Focusing on the ones on their knees,
The ones who sing, and truly believe.
I thought you were accepting,
So why won't you accept me?
Did you lose me?
Are you too busy?
Am I just so unimportant
That you overlooked my name on the list?
Was it ever even there, written clearly in print-
Or cursive?
Maybe your thumb smudged me off,
It's possible that you erased me
And just ignore all of my calls.
It's not your fault,
I know it's mine with this filthy mind
And skin that crawls with sin, like parasites.
I'm sorry for killing your son-
I'm sorry I ****** him every night,
I want to be forgiven,
To turn all of my wrongs to rights.
I want to retrieve the innocence
You let life, so cruelly take;
Why then, was I not saved?
Was I a child so depraved?
Did you lose me?
Were you too busy?
Was I so unimportant
That you let him have his way?
Or is it just a part of this play?
Not everyone gets the chance
To see your face,
To feel your grace,
And find the path that leads your way.

You're not my father
And I think of you as cancer,
But I'll keep on calling
Hoping one day you'll answer.

-SLuR

Paint my world black
Colors are too bright
I'd rather stew in the absence
Of all the light.
It reflects what I feel inside,
A void that I can't hide.
Look through my gaping holes
That take the place of eyes.
Can you see the demons that bore
Through crumbling head,
Through fevered mind?
The sun is slowly fading,
Being devoured by hungry night.
And all the stars disappear
As I wish on them, they die.
The moon mocks me with his...
Smile made of mischief;
Suspicious and vicious,
He collects unfulfilled wishes
And keeps all of my tides twisted.
I'm giving up, I'm listless;
No one wants to listen
To the crying of the wind,
That echoes with my
Unwavering pain.

-SLuR

You don't see me
You see through my layers
Of plastic sheets,
My void, my empty.
The place where blood
Would pulse and beat
Where our souls would meet,
Now only loneliness convulses
And hatred seethes
Bubbling from these pores
I'm melting, I'm melting!
Here in this horrible void,
Gravity contorts and
I feel heavy and weightless,
Pulled and pushed
Until I'm shapeless.
I carry graveless bones
To no destination,
To no home.
I'm nowhere
And
No one.
Alone
Alone
Alone.

-SLuR

Let our fingers slip from the bindings that confine us,
The items onto which we grip, that define happiness;
Tangible feelings don’t exist, they’re found deep inside.
Buried between wrinkles, is where emotions lie.
Love may linger in a kiss though it’s not found in spit,
It’s combined in shifting spirits and cocktailed chemicals,
Flowing through our bodies, it’s easily accessible.
Your satisfaction can’t be held; it can’t be bought
It’s a treasure that must be sought,
Not through aisles nor on shelves.
But simply, within ourselves.

-SLuR

Waterfall eyes watching
Kaleidoscope skies,
Clouds blend into blue,
My tongue dances for you
Behind grinding teeth,
Where my secrets creep.
Your tongue invades eagerly,
As your poison slowly seeps
Graces my cheeks,
And crawls down my throat.
A fatal kiss that pulls me
To another world,
Tried to pay the toll, but
I can't figure this out.
There's a bad taste in my mouth
And all my emotions flew down south.
Even though it's not winter,
On my spine I feel a shiver
Dancing down my vertebrae
As you pick, my scrambled brains.
My mind served on a silver plate,
Your forks scratch and scrape
At fragile tissue
That drives me insane.
Matter that I misuse
Worrying about trivial issues.
Following the yarn to the ball,
To unravel it all.
The source of my pain
Reduced to nothing but string.



I don't care what they say,
You're still fun to me.

-SLuR

Wild boy, with hungry lion eyes,
Reflecting in the mirrors,          
While you drive.
Preying on me at every stop sign.    
I pretend not to see,      
But I savor every bite.

Wild boy, with a curly mane,
Curls my fingers can run through,
For days.
Pulling them down to spring back up in your face.
Wild curls that can't be tamed.

Wild boy, with a killer smile,
Come sink your teeth into me,
For a while.
I would love to be a victim, there won't be any trial.
I just want to know the limits of your murderous lips.
Please, just one kiss.

Wild boy, with hungry lion eyes,
You think I'm the prey,
But really, you're mine.
I've been waiting for the perfect chance to strike,
I think I just might have you for dinner tonight.

-SLuR

I sleep hoping to find that when I wake this is a dream,
That my veins are seams to some other human being.
That one day my words won’t cling to my teeth,
And my tongue won’t be a platform for broken speech.

Let this skin not be a larva bound to grow from ****,
But to form into a pupa of beautiful metamorphosis;
I want to shed from a cocoon and emerge a butterfly
And for once be held in the beholder’s elusive eye.

Strip from me this visage, this form, this sin;
All the ugliness that penetrates my surface, and writhes within.
Purge me from my own skewed expectations,
And I shall be renewed, a fetus cleansed- born again.

-SLuR

I sit outside
With my old friend, the moon
Thinking about life,
When my thoughts orbit to you
Wondering if you feel it too
And if you do, is it true?
Does my loneliness skew
The way my eyes view
These emotions that brew?
Everything I feel is new
And oh so scary.
I don't feel me breaking through,
Like it's all imaginary.
As if your heart just eludes-
All the moves
That I make to get closer.
Sometimes I feel warm, but
When it leaves I'm even colder
Than before.

I watch the glow bugs dance in the darkness,
Like stars that broke out of space's harness
And I wish they were me,
Fragments of my soul set free
To get lost in nature's serenity,
To just stop thinking...
'Cause when I do, the moon
Just pulls me back to you.
Wondering if you feel it too,
The desire- the need
That grows inside like greed.
To look up and reach out,
Grab all the stars I can count.
To make a wish with no use,
One to see you soon.

-SLuR

I want to be saved,
Like a little baby bird.
My home is far away
And my wings don't seem to work.
It's always pouring rain,
It's always pouring hurt.
I want to be saved,
Like a little baby bird.
The flocks of my feather
Have been permanently severed.
I'm tethered, to lonely emotions
Shattered, crushed;
Much more than broken.
Dying in the dirt,
Choking on raindrops
Waiting for the pulse of pain
To finally stop.

I want to be saved,
Like a little baby bird.
My hero never came,
To rescue me from all the hurt.

-SLuR

I have so much love to give
But no one finds it as a gift.
I'm cursed to hurt in loneliness,
People only care when I bare my skin.
When I peel it off so they can see within,
They run away into the forest of The Vain.
And my veins ache for the comfort of a blade,
So I can control the pain that everyone gave-
That everyone gives.
Day by day, this is where I live
In the solitude that rejection emits
Look past my skin, look past my curves
Look into my eyes and see that it hurts.

Why can't anyone accept me
Unless I bare everything
Except my thoughts, ideas, and feelings
The whole essence of my being?
I'm just another body,
To be used and then forgotten.

-SLuR

Pigs sniffing around
For mushroom clouds,
In an orange sky, we’ll drown-
Praying and shouting.
Our shadows shrouding
These strong, brick walls;
Staining skyscrapers,
With our shattered ghost.

Skin will combust
And we’ll settle into dust.
Fungi puffs will multiply,
As tears turn to ash, and dry.
Death comes in a sizzle;
Demise served by porcine people,
Searching for power in a truffle
Creating a ruffle and a ripple.

-SLuR

Trees are beautiful dancers,
Stretching their limbs to heaven
Holding graceful poses as they sway to Mother's music.
The birds sing for them, happily.
Chirping to the earth's heartbeat
Picking their feathers clean
To fly off into the wind-
Her breath,
As She sighs with content
At all She has to behold,
At everything She has created
Like the militant insects,
Who live with purpose and reason
Who form even lines only they can see
On Her fertile dirt, they tread carefully.
The butterflies and bees and things
That feed upon Her flowering beauty
Spreading Her seed, expanding Her life,
As once again She happily sighs.
Though her happiness knows of strife,
A sour note in Her song,
A melody that came out wrong
Humanity can only carve
Uneven lines into Her heart.
Abort Her life, with hands clenching Her womb
Punishing Her for everything She has bloomed.
We don't deserve this elysian tomb
She's the one who has cursed us with our doom.
Abort Her life, so we can perish too
Her beauty turned to ugliness too soon.

-SLuR

Pull me from make believe scenes with your gentle rap-rapping,
As the young sun spreads himself against an aging sky.
Fill my heart with your song and a calm tap-tapping,
While morning dew flowers from my dirt bed eyes.
I can feel your notes, soft like feathers as they touch me
Grazing against
The lingering darkness of the night.

And for a moment in time,
I feel as if I'm connected
To Nature and Her vibe;
Like I'm rooted in Her life
Until the second you decide to fly-
Away and above with me, a worm
Above and away, till another day.

-SLuR

I hide all this pain inside of my eyes,
Every day the tides rise;
I'm going blind,
I'm going blind.

My happiness is just a blurred outline,
Carried on the wind's cries;
And so am I,
And so am I.

In clouded sky, I can't explore my mind
My head's low, my head's high;
Dip, dive. Dip, dive.

I'll endure the flood that's bound to arrive,
Or drown inside my eyes;
I'm going blind,
I'm going blind.

-SLuR

I'll buy a gun
To have an escape plan,
My body's a map and I
X'd out my heart to mark
Where the bullets will land.
Blam! Blam! Blam!
Here I am,
Lodged betwixt bars;
Imprisoned and sickened
In a cage that twists and ribbons
Deeply buried feelings that won't stay hidden,
I'll wrap them up all nice and pretty-
To gift you this burden;
To: Your Corrosive Love
From: My Heavy, Metal Hurting.
I feel lost in your anti nitty-gritty,
Icky, sticky self-inflated tendencies.
Being picky-picky
As you host greed,
And it eats away at you
Like a parasitic disease.
Would you help me if I said please,
If I bruised my shaky knees?
Let me praise you like a king
While you're slowly floating
On Ego's hurling winds
If you don't stop blowing,
You'll pop that hot air balloon head.

Look, I don't want my sun
To burn all this dread
I'm just trying to end my weeks
At the arcade, man.
Let my hands hold sticks of joy
Instead of stones you throw
At my frame's brittle bones;
In games I don't stay dead,
I'll make an escape quick.
Just pray my fingers don't slip
And I press the wrong button,
In a lickety split moment.

-SLuR

I want to plant sunflowers,
Eight feet tall, with thick stems.
Sun-praising guardians
Who'll show me where the light is.

I want to be your sunflower,
Five feet tall, and frail
I'll wrap you in delicate leaves,
Withering and pale.

I want to plant sunflowers,
Who’ll bow their heads at night
As they trek through a dreamland
Guiding away all the fright.

I want to be your sunflower
But I’m not strong enough.
Can’t stand the heat from the sun,
Didn’t grow from the nutrients
Of love.

I want to be your sunflower.
Shower you in healing rays,
Give you sun-drop kisses,
Light the darkness that makes
You afraid.

I want to be your sunflower,
But I’m only a ****.
Sitting amongst the ones I grew,
Hoping you’ll pick me.

-SLuR

Spider legs, and lizard eyes
Dragon tongue (that's been hung out to dry.)
Harpy's egg, and ogre phlegm
And a drop or two, of toad's sweat.
Breath of frog, snout of hog,
One unlucky rabbit paw.
Anise, thyme, and cardamom,
With a hint of vampire's blood.
Stir it with a wizard's wand,
Immediately consume once done.

What? It's not a witch's brew,
I'm simply hungry; I've decided on stew.

-SLuR

I can feel my skin crawl over my bones
migrating slowly away from the cold,
on top of ghastly holes
that fill with dust when I’m alone,
aching to be
In your comfortable hold.

Where does all this time go?
It seems to twist, bend, and fold
Evading my fingers
That stay stuck in desperate pose,
Clawed and reaching for the unknown.

Waiting for something to fall into my palms,
That’s safe for keeping in these wounded arms.

Tell me you still care,
Let me know something is there;
To stop this skin from searching for your warmth,
To cease the oozing from these wounds,
Allowing them to heal up and close.

-SLuR

Have you ever played The Sims
With the devil's controller,
Where you torment the character
That you customized for hours,
Making them fall in love
With a replica of your crush
Who you would have them wed,
Just to be used and cheated.
Then you keep them separated
Removing all the exits,
As their lack of social experience
Starts to reach its limits
And they're crying erratically
Hour after hour
Weathered down to nothing but
Scattered showers?

Well, sometimes I feel like I'm that Sim
Customized by god, who plays with satan
Both laughing at the mess that they happily created.
Watching me cry in a puddle of my ****,
Until hunger gives in
And I starve to death.

-SLuR

My words come out all slurred, blurred, and censored. My heart has a faulty bad juju sensor. My nerves are practicing voodoo, got me all wrapped up in hoodoo. Always asking 'how do you do?' As if you'd ask me too. My world is red, my world is blue. My vision is all kinds of skewed. Skewer me, skewer you. Skewered life 'cause it leaves us *******. Who needs to hear another boohoo? I'll kiss my own **** boo boos. Satan's calling me like 'yoohoo' I'll ignore him like you do me, all passionless and angry. I'm a dead fish in a dead sea just practicing my moaning, for when I'm see-through and lonely. Haunting the world as it's revolving, and it's kind of revolting- knowing life goes on, as you're decomposing. I'm shedding, I'm molting; these feelings of chicken skin and insects. It was really salmonella and pests, and I guess, what the point I'm really trying to get to is nothing, oh and *******.