they love the symptom
hate the cause
open the windows
close all the doors
lock up your heart strings
drive yourself insane
what is the point in having a brain
when its easier to look away?
Wake up in the middle of the night
darkness is easy if you don't know the light
The intelligent are in their graves
where they themselves laid
sadness kills them before age
Jun 29, 2014
Jun 29, 2014 at 12:28 AM UTC
paint myself on your skin and then wash it away
how could I not love you?
Jun 29, 2014
Jun 29, 2014 at 12:26 AM UTC
Upon a crime
there was a thief who stole
everything
that touched his hands
He stole his name from the lips of his mother
and his great from the hole in his chest
and then he stole away to an unmade bed
He stole his words
then his religion
then he took what he could from oblivion
while watching the cars pass the only
intersection in town
Jun 29, 2014
Jun 29, 2014 at 12:24 AM UTC
Loudest are the silent mouths
that do not protest with Voices
but in their nothingness
their lack of agreement
their eyes like gates taking in your lies
but guarded so you may not reach their hearts
Jun 27, 2014
Jun 27, 2014 at 10:35 PM UTC
When thin people hug
there are sometimes bones and angles
but other times there are notches that fit together
perfectly
like we've been waiting for it
our whole lives
Jun 27, 2014
Jun 27, 2014 at 10:32 PM UTC
Don't think for one moment
that I don't hear you painting me your own colors
without one thought as to how I might
paint myself
Jun 27, 2014
Jun 27, 2014 at 10:30 PM UTC
Loud and Vain
Silence and Pain
burn it out or up
we're all here
pretending to be winning
imagining its for us the world is spinning
maybe it is today
Jun 27, 2014
Jun 27, 2014 at 10:14 PM UTC
We all fight to be heard
with our volume turned into brandished swords
silver blades made of words and vibration
our murdered time dragged around the court
of our conversations
before being stuffed into our personal coffers
as other people try to buy more time
it's easier to be reborn when you are dying
its easier to leave when you know it will all
be taken away
Jun 27, 2014
Jun 27, 2014 at 9:46 PM UTC
I want to stay up all night
we'll watch the radio
and hear the things that never see the light
Jun 27, 2014
Jun 27, 2014 at 9:42 PM UTC
Better pack well
another infection
called bitterness
is spreading into hearts
How many rose from the earth
clay monsters
clay men
to be empty
or a single thing rattling around a tin chest?
not one
Jun 27, 2014
Jun 27, 2014 at 9:38 PM UTC