i am my own microphone
hello, is this thing on?
wonderful, *******
vegetable
lying on my couch

on my bed, naked
rolling over on top
of the invisible  bump under the
covers

time's my own ghost
drop down the bombs
drop down the time bombs
something
ticking
down
slowly
like
me

work it, time to rip apart the
******* vegetable like it's my
own skin when I'm bored
there's no meaning, to this, juxtaposed reality
i'm just sorry it kills you
sorry it kills me
to say that I need you
to say that I want you
to know that i I wonder
will you
ever
ever
never
ever if
i would
i could
i would
take my heart
rip it apart
(would you like this?)

no body fits into me
screaming
gleaming with a face
so young, so old
grow old together
naked as i was born
unremembered
drugged
take me as a gift
as i wallow through the **** and mud and blood
all over the place it's all over the place
and exploding endings take their place in hell or heaven or
some distant Elysium
wonder if i had it in mind to tell you
so stupid, so sorry
once again again
i rip the ******* vegetable
like my skin when I'm bored
there's no ******* meaning to this juxtaposed reality
just all this pouring **** mud and blood all over me

a yellow beam:
the town erupts with a scream
a scream
a dream
my team
you, can I (you and I)
break me down into my particles
something's behind my back
something's ruptured inside
i've fallen apart

i don't want your condolences for nothing
how can i complain when i have virtually everything in
the world i could ask for
i just have to close my eyes and
...
crash

i've been struck by eternity,
and the idea that there's someone else in my body
this ****** into the inside
i feel our shadows collide

time to be the man with the plan
want my checklist, you want my
nothing, everything
i'm unable to do a lot
able to do something
except define me
control me
see
it's not that hard
play the card
win your earnings
drag it into your pockets, shove it;
shove it in there
feel uncomfortable
feel like me,
see
again
the never ending bittersweet
perfect circle
drawn by hand, by
the man
the accomplished
sorry, so sorry
sorry i'm not your idea of
a *******
man
but i must release this
i'm the man with the plan
i must go on

i've been struck by eternity
and the idea that there's someone else in my body
time to slide right out of this dream
unto reality, with a beam of light

i will be me
you too
i will hold you
until the night comes and day passes by
the dream that one day
we will come full circle
and that
i will understand that
everything is not a plan

you need to too
you need to too
you need to too
you need to too
you need to too

Why
ever                        know
your
bloodline(andloveandwhatnot)
underst­anding yet COPYING
out wonderful             (DREAMS)
collapsing to my knees with just your voice, i take what i take and take it in
                          [hey come out h(ere like wonderful marriage) i won't be normal]
                          time’s pieces eat
shattered love
girlsandboysmenandwomenloveandsexwhatdidyouaccomplishinyourf­uckinglife

away far away gone astray at the end of the
black
road
time strays on the ashtrays of solemn ground
brought all around on the old playground
and i take in what's mine
all the time
and i love to feel at home
as i'm
loving the high go fly by and by
as i say bye
to this dream
i love all the answers and ask all the questions
but i can never return

i will remember you, as i
take my final step
and
i will remember you
as i
know where to go
and i will remember you
take you to the other place
(far, far and away)

the past is the secular
wonderful clear decision
locked in the box of our
juxtaposition

i am full of doubt, and
my time is
running out

i will hit the floor
till i can't scream
anymore

oh, take me with you to the end
i don't want to be me anymore
if there's a thing of connection I'd want
to connect with you

it's only a matter, of unpredictable time
and i know, oh i know
this is how it ought to go
and i
will remember you
as i turn, and face the crowd
i follow you, and
in the end,
you're still my
sweetest
friend

unbound and incepted right into to the camera
looking in, if you're watching
can you see me staring at you

this is the final glare
my wannabe farewell
when you look at your camera in your mind,
can you see me staring at you
will I haunt you like you haunt me

i can feel you looking right through me

I am the one who wants
to
talk to
you
I am the one who wants to hold you
(all day and all night long)

I am the one
who
loves to
buy you
things,
imaginary
distorted rings
I am
the known
the blown
the unsought dreamer
oh, what
to do
I am the
one
who wants
to feel (inside
you)

I can't help
but be, a little bit honest
I can't
not,
be a
little bit
curious
why then
do
i know
what's right in the end
where is my
reward
my Lord, my journey
to the end
to the death
do us part?!

I'm unsatisfied with This
   i remember when it felt
more black and white, my life now
more vibrant in color--
it is not a good thing

easy as i came
under the naked sun
naked, everyone
i knew something before, but
the feeling's expanded
there's no clear answer to the questions
and i don't know how long i can go on
i can not repeat my past, the past i don't have
(stretched out of me)
why did you live me in this body