I'm excavating strained crevices in complete caves of royal silence,
A coil of better-left-behinds trail me
Frail me,
Bear in mind that I'm to blame.
Brute valor left undervalued
Caliber I drowned to death in her
A messenger of baptized alibis
Who am I who am I
Distant soundscapes of times ago
Blue-light memories aglow
I thought this was what I wanted…
If (only) I told you all my vaulted causes,
My daunted losses haunted with flaunted gauzes
I could have had what I always daydream of
But the day seems to have, still, just begun.
Apr 19, 2013
Apr 19, 2013 at 4:46 AM UTC
The routine sun rose
Sinking thinking
A swollen scene of city wonder
Small color blunders bleed the jungle dry
But I try
And that's something the camaraderie sighs at
But still with that fact,
I go.
Faux lives carriage by
Made of paper, made of dimes
Teenage crimes can supply felicity
IN public SIMPLICITY.
Omit apperception moreover audition:
Copy and paste the taste you had when you were young and drag it to oblivion.
for the eventual:
the sensual isn't essential
Apr 19, 2013
Apr 19, 2013 at 4:45 AM UTC
El testigo of the ego,
avowal amid amigos
Pero sentidos dormidos
Seran the death of me though.
Querido Mr. Reap Sow
do you hear yourself go?
Host the dog show of that 'lost hope'
An ego weaves abrigos
Con todo los gran peligros
Morose recallings of your parents belongings-
Still longing,
still longing
Prolonging
Belonging in algo
Un trago, dos tragos, tres please
“to ease the squeeze” of life, they mean
“Yeah, of course, duh, hello
They're guys with big dough
They can play strip shows of words,
Pay for pinchos de dolor, por favor!
Con calor y sin aguantar.”
Tus llantas de Esperanza,
Creciendo debajo tu alma,
estan puesto en exactitude?
Tu attitude;
does the longitude and the latitude always point to you?
Apr 19, 2013
Apr 19, 2013 at 4:43 AM UTC
Finality in sodality
I can't believe this is happening
it's happened,
Once or twice before but
its getting easy to ignore
The folklore behind said words:
Noise of fidelity in the thick of empty echoes who whisper “resolution”
Elocution for the pollution of picayune particulars
Skip the singulars;
Trip the light of day under the sundry array of the mistakes you play everyday
I suppose
some songs will always be sung
Hung tongues from foreign beaches
Within reach, you said, all the time, but
I wouldn't be here
i shouldn't be here
(I wouldn't be finding the time)
i shouldn't be trying so hard to catch a rhyme
Apr 19, 2013
Apr 19, 2013 at 4:43 AM UTC
Sterile stillness
A distilled interest
A big build of impress to egress the regrets,
Cigarettes can't succor this sucker to bet
His best (like the rest),
into smoke
into flame
fear of monotony, seer to blame;
pioneer to fame of the same game
To claim a name and maim my own,
My fathers own:
For fleeting glory and some old stories
To evade the per diem prosaic
and italicize our mosaic lives
On large screens for husbands and wives
but why?
I won't,
I don't see myself in my grandmothers eyes
but her spirit, perpetual cries, she sighs
Every breath of,
'hold on
Be strong
You've got the brawn of the dawn'
But I had forgone and withdrawn,
longed for the absorption of the networking,
a distortion and abortion of palpability.
If validity is what you're looking for,
why do you want so much more?
Apr 19, 2013
Apr 19, 2013 at 4:40 AM UTC
Am I everything I said I couldn't be,
To see is to see is to be,
Apparently,
In the circle of life, this cycle
A recycle of bicycle tries and left behinds
i stayed behind?
Why should I mind the carnal bind between sin and mankind?
From birth to death
Defect
Affected the infected
US
us?
US
FROM THE LUST TO THE MUSTS
THE MUTTS WE'RE ABOVE SUCH SAID 'EQUALITY OF'
THE RUST THAT REPLACED US,
DEFACED AND ERASED US
THEY CAN'T TAKE US
they can't take us?
did you forget what this about?
your doubt and your bout with your 'is this all I can think about'
and you call yourself a devout...
Apr 19, 2013
Apr 19, 2013 at 4:29 AM UTC