this is me
coming back
to reality
the same i left
in dress
from parents
who love me
saints i hurt
and stand on
like towers
above
the push and shove
of this lie
they protect me
from
but i want
to fly.
Nov 20, 2013
Nov 20, 2013 at 8:09 PM UTC
it is one more
one more for me
this much for you
but i dont have
much to give you
other than me,
everything.
but you don't
want my
all.
Nov 19, 2013
Nov 19, 2013 at 7:51 PM UTC
I am better than you.
Sorry, but it's so true.
It is truth in such spades
that dig up your sad roots
and you see what god's made
in me, genius, such loot
you can't fathom to grasp
and so, in last breath, gasp.
Nov 12, 2013
Nov 12, 2013 at 8:41 PM UTC
broke down in a piece
of art with no peace
sits the artist lone
and in wonder shone
on his face once more
in a moment for
the ages of his
youth gone through no bliss
he stays and writes here
and wonders whats there
to find in this ****
this bottomless pit.
Nov 12, 2013
Nov 12, 2013 at 7:34 PM UTC
The Film is running Thin
flapping Free round the reel
then hits the Final Frame,
Freezes up on the screen
reflecting all the same
Faded views in bin Ends
from the cutting room floor
laid so Numbered, Ignored.
Nov 12, 2013
Nov 12, 2013 at 1:34 AM UTC
there you are, a quaint star
shining sewn in your clothes
nonplussed, some queried glare
on your face, with your shoes
matching ware, there you stare
into space, that dark place
surrounding like your hair
on supple cheeks, red, bare,
faintly covered in lace.
Nov 12, 2013
Nov 12, 2013 at 1:34 AM UTC
The entrance shows a light, shines so bright
But over the fence there lies, something not right
a crumb of disgrace, caught in a rat race
down rated to your face, i can't keep pace
why do your eyes, break me down in time
they are just lies, im of weak mind
cursed to suffer replays
of my greatest blunders,
game on the line i fumble,
trip up and stumble,
but on my lips your soft kiss,
has me convinced my shot didnt miss
they say life is for pleasure
but ive yet had my measure
of a peaceful humble home
your boisterous figure,
your blossoming presence,
written in my tome,
taken to the tomb,
lost in your essence,
a billowing plume
of pyroclastic passion
then you're gone,
where have you gone?
how long, oh how long,
will i wait to hear,
your quaking voice,
quelling my fear,
i never had a choice.
the power of one
the game ive won
a song unsong
its time for fun
take it and run
the playing field is *****
oh god my visions blurry,
im seeing double trouble
a blinding rainbow puddle
hidden amongst the muck
my heart's come unstuck
my headless body collapses
lost in your seaweed romances
twisted and tightened around my ankles
pulling me down til the water sound kills
the song of an ocean set sail
on a ship soggy and frail
who knew out there for me
was waiting a queen bee
ruling the effervescent roost
of a wondrous world juiced
and blended to a paste
ripe to smear and taste
on your supple skin
lick and suckle sin
tuck me in
with your grin
the tidal force
free of remorse
can't get any worse
than lonesomeness
let us transgress
sky etherized
re-materialize
the power of one
the game ive won
a song unsong
its time for fun
take it and run
Jun 20, 2013
Jun 20, 2013 at 11:54 AM UTC
I may not do things traditionally
But I'll get them done eventually
If they're the things that are right for me
I'll be okay and set myself free.
In this life of turbulent strife
pitted and ripe with rotten tripe
a sunlight bright pains my sight
but your soothing ice cools my vice
The aid you paid is not ready made
it gives me hope I'm not just a dope
your love is more than a pity rope,
slivered and raw it gives me splinters
But luckily i'm in for a treat
more than a friend sent to mend
oh yes, you're more, my candy store
settle my sweet tooth you randy *****
unwrap the rainbow you insane *****
ride the rhythm of my *** prism
a rod shaped crystal built like a missile
cocked locked and loaded it cant miss-ya.
explodin' and remoldin' the fabric of time
an infinite blanket wraps us entwined
in a frantic romantic purely satanic
ritual of reality, the utmost sensuality.
Jun 20, 2013
Jun 20, 2013 at 11:51 AM UTC
Hi. What were you expecting, Ghandi? Ha, he got nothing on this blondee! But seriously, I deliver this deliriously, decidedly in a dream, never has life had such a seam where I can pull apart and see behind the curtain, there i find a start to a life so certain to succeed, backstage pass to proceed, thanks to beautiful words inspired by soulful birds, delivered to my ear by a saintly seer who painted her picture on my heart-like fixture; crafted from wood and bone it was, until from song of love alone it rose to synchronicity, reciprocity, now I must maintain and lead you away from pity and shame. the answer is within, not without sin, but pure of soul and not so full, for to take in more is to cast ashore those anxious fears and noxious peers, come drink with me, come swim free in the sea, let not petty rules take hold of pretty mules so bold, you know not the burden placed upon your hurting shoulders, like boulders they come crashing down to crush your hopes, smashing the slopes for all us skiers, we hopeful believers. I see in you greatness, doleful eyes full of sweetness do tear me up, so here I erupt, exploding in passion, foundations i'm slashin', those doctrines on the wall that they hold so tall, hail me when they fall and it is I who down the hall is walking, pop locking my jaw, won't believe what you just saw when i saw in half your brain with what i'm sayin', relief from what im slayin, here comes the essential freedom, residential fleadom do they impose upon such a rose, so arise, no compromise, you're all gods in the land of skewed odds, sprigged pea pods in this rigged game of bigots and pigged out nitwits, so play with a cheat sheet and repeat and bleat like sheep, but don't sleep, oh no and don't weep, but cry proud tears and pry cold ears from frozen figures; you're so demure but it's time to fight! ignite the fire and thaw their limbs, listen to desire and fill to the brim your hearts with its pungent solvency as i lunge at false policy with ferocious lyrics and hurl atrocious bricks of wisdom at their Christendom. wed with me in destiny, we can be stones of density if only you shed your propensity to follow shades of green cotton for they have gone rotten and do yearn for earthly brown, so burn false worth down to the ground and release a sound to create a crease and fold into itself all the commonwealth. Chide along now, my sisters and brothers, ride upon this plow, try blisters and uncover the truth with your rudimentary excavation, this is elementary education I lay at your feet, so take a seat, for now I begin anew, and know all i said is true, honesty is in you to be more than a shrew drowned in a slough, elevate and delegate your passions; forever MASH'ON.
Jun 10, 2013
Jun 10, 2013 at 9:30 PM UTC