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Nov 2011 · 1.1k
Metal Tongue
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
You shouldn't steal when you can borrow
Didn't your mama teach you better?
No? Then get some therapy
No one's accountable for your needs
Not to any degree

But still you must've had a teacher
Deception's a perfected skill
But remember to taste-test that pill
After all you're the prince
Who never leaves fingerprints

In the end though
The vertical flow's
Gonna catch up to you
You can't go round & round forever
Spreading your slander tender

Still,
I just wanna see you suffer
At the hands of another
Just so the blood in your mouth becomes real
Now you're the one tacked to the wheel
Now tell me does that seem surreal?
I didn't think so

Parade around in mechanical cotton
Is that the flavor of the weak
Posing as Byron with a frankincense tree
Blood-letting to support your creed
Forgetting that the best grows naturally

The voodoo with the prodigal knife
The who's who of nautical nights
The tight *****, diabolical wife
Wounded a rabbit's tongue
Kept me from speaking up

But I dare you to take your servants
Into your sacred space of merchants
Lay your supper in the bedroom
See if they make a purchase

Or do they wanna see you suffer
At the hands of another
Just so the blood in your mouth becomes real
Now you're the one tacked to the wheel
Oh, what can be revealed
I sure hope so

So how's your precious golden cup
Is it half empty, or full with bad luck
Can you taste the iron in the stuff
Or is their protest practicing
Waiting to burn you on the last drop

Could have married a music man
An impresario with big hands
Till you showed up with plastic plans
An a conductor's wand made of tree bark
But you never had the guts to bite

See, unlike your faceless drones
I truly needed a home
I'm not the one who disowned you
I don't get off on selling soldiers
Wrapped in videotape

So why did you wait so long
To sell me out
It wasn't a hot summer
Guess your supply was in a drought
Poor, poor pitiful me
Just wanted an apology

But I guess I'll have to settle
For watching you suffer
Nov 2011 · 1.0k
Mulch
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
The world wants delicate creatures
That never rust
When with the faintest vibration
They crumble into dust
So you can keep the fresh bouquets
Lined up on your bedpost
I'm happy just to be the mulch
That made the garden grow

She's Japanese and Cherokee
And whiter than a ghost
She'll pull your hair and scratch your back
She's quite the host
She's definitely not the type
For meat and potatoes
The broke-back boys and wig-haired girls
Are scratching their elbows

The world wants strong features
That never fade
When only a sliver of us
Ever hole that ace
So you can keep making time
While your soldiers make haste
I'll be the one with a blowtorch
In a vat of toxic waste
Nov 2011 · 777
Mummy
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
She tastes like lead
But she moves like honey
Away from my bed
Which could use some money
Oh, the moans and groans we steal
From another place
Where we're truly blissful
Where we're truly harmed
She wastes the wed
But she sings like sirens
Away from my ship
Which could use some dyin'
Oh, the pains and shame we feel
From another place
Where we're truly wanted
Where we're truly hated
And I fear
She smiles in every step
A mummy pretending
To be the mother
Of my unborn child
Nov 2011 · 715
Music Man
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
I was supposed to marry you
Supposed to help you
Supposed to aid you, cure you,
Carry you
Instead I watch you from afar
Watch you through computer-screen sickness
Watch you through *****-madness
Watch you through whiskey-gladness
Watch you through oblivion's sadness
And while you falter in life but not me
I mend your clothes
I sell your merch
I feed your slaves
I feel your worth
All while you falter in life but not me
The years pass by
Like slivering scales
And I'm still in your palm
Tiny ***** limp with slavery's tails
It's only my reflection I fear
A reflection I fear when you're in the room
God-speed to all the times you are and were
God-speed to all those nickel-days
A lifetime of being invisible
You hold what I crave
Mirror image
You falter in life but not me
Nov 2011 · 849
My Rayanne (with Pessimism)
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
Girl's got it bad
She's got a case of hard luck
Been fighting all her life
Been fighting for Their love
And another loose tire
And another loud crash
Just another collision
An excuse for the cash

Girl's got it good
She's got a case of fine luck
Been drinking all the night
Been drinking for Their love
And another loud laugh
And another loose tongue
Just another defamer
Putting down her best chums

Girl's got it bad
She's got a case of hard luck
Been fighting all her life
So hard to give a ****
And another loose *****
And another crossed wire
Just another tamed shrew
Just another good liar

Honey baby,
Can't you see you only quote the good book
When death is in the air
Honey baby,
Can't you see your misfortunes are payback
For all your guile deeds
Poor baby,
Can't you see you'll catch a break when you start
To get yourself wise
Sweet baby,
I can't wait around till you condescend
To look me in the eye
Nov 2011 · 987
Little Miss Doom & Gloom
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
This private mind
Too delicate for its own good
Every time a mirror's smashed
Someone erects another one
The only signs I believe
Rewinding when they couldn't see
Apocalyptic revelry
Calendar of X's
Six senses infiltrated
Still I try to see the kid in me
Make up a world of crashing down
And never ever burning
Make it in your mind enough
It will come to life enough
Existing before you came
Still there when the curtains close
But you have to keep at it
Can't let it be smashed or tagged
Keep the turkey in the bag
Cause someone's got a hammer
Maybe soon the dawn will comfort
Price to pay for fearing dusk
But if you look hard enough
A star can answer all your prayers
Dead dogs attract the best of us
The vile and the tempest-tossed
A soul flew off, a line was crossed
A nothing lay outlined in chalk
Sweaty products jutting from scissors
Sculpted by the only source
Which one are you
Which one are you
This apple tastes like a bible page
Drooping bells and cracked flowers
Show me how to disengage
Show me how to disengage
Nov 2011 · 1.2k
Lotion in the Basket
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
Hello,
I'm a stranger
But I know you very well
I know you're in pain
And I know that you're swell

You remind me of someone I knew
Now that I know you
I think I love you

So I'll follow you wherever you go
I'll watch you through the rain and through the snow
I'll meet you at the coffee shop in town
I'd even love to watch your pretty face drown

See, I got my designs on your life
I've been watching you through the walls, day and night
I've seen you in the perfect shade of blue
Oh, from here I've got the perfect view

Today I heard you talking to a boy
But baby, to him, you're just a toy
So I scattered on your rug some broken glass
Then I came to your aid, and I came fast

See I'm the only one who'll watch you bleed
Then clean up your mess like scattered beads
Cause I know all your dark secrets and fears
Even your watchdog wants me near

Cause I'm so lonely just like you
I know how it feels to be in your shoes
I've bought all your paintings and your art
So now we both can make a new start

Thought we were as happy as the birds
But you speak of me like I can't hear the words
So I put some itchy poisons in your sheets
Then called to say you're beautiful and neat

Now that you've got me in your world
Let's get rid of that other girl
I know she's your confidant and friend
But cause she's a threat to us, her life must end

Now I'm within your trust and in your bed
But I can't seem to pause what's in my head
I hope the lens don't catch these moments weak
Cause now that I'm here I just can't speak

Oh, silly me I've slipped up again
I mentioned a supposed unknown friend
Now you've caught on to my game
And I'm on top, and you're just another name

You should have embraced my loaded gun
A subtle form of Stockholm syndrome
But I knew you'd rat me out to the cops
So today my love for you just popped

Hello,
I'm a stranger
But I know you very well
I know you're in pain
And I know that you're swell

You remind me of someone I knew
Now that I know you
I think I love you
Nov 2011 · 2.0k
Lynching a Blue Rose
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
I'm in the mush, in the creamed corn
I used to float like a log
They cut me down, but I'm still trapped
More than ever before
There's a **** in the side of her red dress
Hem is an awful mess
With happy feet they move
But skeletons don't dance here
Cause a man from another place
Is stirring the soup
These pentacles have tentacles
That water a rotting root
But fire's not all bad
If your twin flame walks with you
And he's waiting
And she's waiting
On the other side
Immobile and free
I'm on a never-ending quest
For the impossible, I guess
Still I wait for the alloy to break
The dye to fade
Before I reach for the white paint
I'm in the mush, in the creamed corn
I used to float like a log
They cut me down, but I'm still trapped
More than ever before
Nov 2011 · 544
Layne
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
They can call it what they want
But amidst your pain
You deserved one selfish moment
Call it want you want
But amidst your fury
You blackened the whitest of faces
And they might still make the make-up
But you shook me to the core
Shook me to the bone
Took me to a place of unknown refuge
Took me to a home
We've all left the cradle
But few of us remember the rocking
The serenity sway
We've all been burned
But few of us recognize the flame
Of blue consistency
Memory, always in their favor
When you just need someone
In the present tense
Soak us in tragedy
Leave us with a laugh
I truly hope you've found
Your colored clay
And all your wounds are healed
Inspired by L. Staley
Nov 2011 · 917
Lightning Crashes
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
Lightning crashes.
Scenery of Christmas lights and carnival delights.
Wishes of "wish you were here" and feelings of gladness that you're not.
Nothing here but invisible trees and extending branches.
Brains wired and falsely ecstatic.
Minds clouded with wonder.
Feet soaked in mud.
Lives filled with dirt, but not tonight.
Six feet under we're covered with dirt, but not tonight.
Music in our ears of deafly heard dreams, clouded by the constant ringing of sober-less memories, filled with invisible sounds of the undergrounds we so deftly tried to forget.
A house of cards, knocked down but slowly rebuilding in this temporary paradise.
We're all strange here; we're all separated by our hopes.
To drink, to drive, to live, to be buried, to stay alive, to not be buried alive.
On the edge of summer, on the edge of beginnings, on the beginnings of an end.
Passion is a pit for dead lovers. Dead lovers lie naked in the mud. Mud covers footprints of those who were here.
Puddles by morning.
Brains in a puddle, minds in a haze.
Lifeless gazes from across wet grass.
Is it dew from rain or are we due for rain?
What's the point of being wet, if we're dry in our souls?
Nothing matters, the eyes disappear into huddled masses.
Under your umbrella, under my last chapter, under our life's story.
Sun comes again, the great big wheel.
Omitting true light to those who hate it, no matter how deep their hate is driven like snow.
Lightning crashes.
Nov 2011 · 878
Limb-Charmer
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
She doesn't aim to ****
She rather puncture, amputate, deform
She's never done spinning her web
Even when you're paralyzed

She magnifies her lies
And calls it transformation
Convincing others you're a burden
Who needs to be put out of her misery

She doesn't believe in raising the dead
But she's an expert in lowering the living
The sudden best friend who keeps her enemies closer-
(An angel with no motives is a demon in disguise)

She's dancing and singing in my opera of horror
She's happy to play the part
She's waiting for my lavish palace of wonder
To turn into a grotesque carnival of mirrors

As underneath those China eyes and pirate smile
Hides a latrodectus blackbird-
Leaving her venom and ******* your essence
So she can fly

So don't be fooled by the lack of red-
She keeps the hourglass in her head
She's in the business of changing names
Passing to you the hysterics of Jane
(Claire, I can't find you in there)

Thriving on your denial
Creative only in deception
She'll put your footprints on a devil's pact
And call it her reception

True as any fallen black wing
She only shows herself in shadows
The little, rogue, blood-thirsty fiend
Loves to get her hands ***** in private

But while she drinks from the cup of others' sorrows
Thinking she has lightning in a bottle
She may forget that one of these tomorrows
Her beloved beast will turn on her

Living in her kingdom of jewels
She would've gotten away unscathed
Pity, the infrastructure wasn't infused
With wisdom-
The charmer of limbs will fall

(Silly girl,
Robots aren't sacred)
Nov 2011 · 1.2k
Kismet
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
There once was a guest at my door named surprise
It told me 'Get rid of that fear in your eyes,
The world's a big place, with plenty of space
I'll always be here if the moment should rise'

So the clown and the wallflower danced
A strange dervish and buffalo stance
Till one disappeared, the other lost ears
And both wore a thin mask of chance

To rebel (to excel) (to rebel) To excel
To go your own way alone is a surefire hell
But a changeling's tight bind an instinct's soft mind
Bloom too late to sense the obvious spell

Caught on the wings of a nine
But somehow still lost on the eight
Stuck on the circuit with no end in sight
Waiting for the hourglass to break
Nov 2011 · 607
Jelly Beans from Space
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
He was born on a day when the sun didn't rise
And the birds laid eggs that didn't hatch
Little did he know, it was all a disguise
Till he awoke in a strange pumpkin patch

There he found creatures, they all were afloat
Like jelly beans flown into space
They were different in color, like Joseph's coat
But all were extinct from the race

One day he found a dragon tree
And in it dragon's blood
He went to tell his friends, with glee
Until it landed with a thud

Free of love and void of hope,
He hated where he was
No one had the courage to cope
And only answered, "Just because"

One day he met a soul like his
And asked, "Why were we sent to this place?"
His twin answered, "The secret is this-
But close your eyes- just incase"

The boy shut his eyes, and waited in vain-
What he saw shook his insides
He saw himself a mortal, slain
In the place he currently resides

From then on, he thought, "What if?..."
"What if I was born on a day when the sun did rise?"
Eventually, he awoke from his dream
And realized he never opened his eyes
Nov 2011 · 1.2k
Invisible Crown
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
Tied your hands and feet
Fed you to the aviator
You're a king and you're loved
So you must be put to death
We need a miracle, man
Stripped naked, blood-red cape
Wreath of spinous wood
Pounded in by hammering bark
Spit, hit, mocked, robbed, derobed
Sent to the place of a skull
Grape juice from a sour vine
Rationed you away by nine
A thief to your left
And a thief to your right
Begging for bulletproof miracles
Eclipsed, forsaken
Wine-soaked sponge,
A scream,
And he's gone
Nov 2011 · 535
In the Garden of Our Living
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
In the garden of our living
The root chokes the vine
Energy is chemical, and so is time

In the garden of our living
The wise ones pick the ripe
Cause the ground has chemicals, and shifts to the wrong side

In the garden of our living
The special sell divine
All their words have chemicals, an owls hoot their lies

In the garden of our living
Not a creature cares for why
We are nothing but chemicals, each an oedipal eye
Nov 2011 · 735
In Existenz (II)
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
In Existenz
I saw two moons
One was cardboard-grey
And the dish ran away with the spoon
The other was piercing, yellow and bright-
A unisex cross of an eye-blinding light
And on a street corner
Between two tall trees
Kneeled two black angels
With massive white wings
They bowed on a plateau
Before a gumby-like shadow
With broad-even shoulders
And dangling limbs
And for a moment
I understood closure
What it means not to know
And never to see --
-- But back to the shades
Lacking glimmer, a glisten
I wonder why they don't talk
When I'm willing to listen
Why don't they state the rules
In the chance they'll be broken
Unless they didn't count
On one poor lost token
What I wouldn't give
To just make them pleased
They wanted oil and water
But I gave them fire and ice-
How much more can I tell them
I don't hold the keys --
-- Back to Existenz
Where fake plastic looks pretty
Wool-gathering and rubber gods-
Birds do come out at night
Amidst petty shudders
And dreams in plight
Nov 2011 · 1.1k
In Existenz
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
Pavements sparkle
Asphalt glistens
Like a warm rain that just washed everything over
And a dream hit your head when the rain hit your roof
And you've just walked outside at 3AM to buy smokes
It's the weekend, you're free and it's ok you're all alone
You slept through the night's rallies and tallies
But it's ok- the streets are empty and beautiful and they're yours
Evergreens look like fake rubber plastic palm trees at a serene luau
Graves of white houses omit a strange glow that makes them look pretty all in a row
Grass is soft Astroturf to roll around on in moonlight
Like a well-paced acid-trip comedown
The world is your playground of wonder
You're in control but just as willing to give it up at any moment
Stores are closed and streetlamps guide you through invisible neon signs which seem far more friendly when out of the daylight
Dirt, grime and teeth-stomped bubblegum take backstage to glittering cement and rock elements
Intoxicated by everything and you're on nothing
You're on nothing
Nov 2011 · 1.0k
Hunter
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
It's definitely gotten
Weird enough for me
Strange days-
An understatement
So what choice do I have
But throw in the towel
Cash in my chips
Buy the farm
Kick the bucket
An eye for an eye
A truth for a lie
The philosophic problem of revenge
Is always on my mind
Yet I've no counselor to console
I guess no one ever does
Atop the mountain
We're all a mystery
No one, even ourselves,
Wants to solve
Disenchanted souls
You know they'll worship your tombstone
But not until it goes in the ground
Running on a two-dimensional rainbow
In a schizophrenic sky
Has God shown you his face?
My only trigger is a finger
And they're calling me
Insanely cheap
But in their midst
I quietly understand
In my own alley
They talk about free will
But all I see is witless swill
The same ol' people
******* the sun
Glad you weren't here to bear witness
You must have known
There's only one way to be Earnest
When all your friends
Are dead people
No other choice
But to turn inside-in
Inspired by Hunter S. Thompson
Nov 2011 · 921
Highway or the High Way
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
One nation under god
Father grasps the shoulder of the son
Who listens to American music
They're growing beets in the garden
One nation under water
Trance grabs the shoulders of the sun
Who glistens over drunk, dazed revelers
They're growing cancer in the eye
Drink a beer, wear a silk batik
Drive a truck, and keep your mystique
They're just tools to use
In the long walk of
Finding the real thing
And if you do, be sure to
Inject it intravenously
(Just kidding)
Nov 2011 · 953
Haystack Charm
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
There and here and back again
They say this too shall pass
But April showers bring May rain
Subtler fainter shades of pain
I know that you prefer a lie
Prefer to think its peachy keen
But I see through rose-specs that
Illuminate a shade of green-
An ugly insurrection
That mirrors your reflection
And I feel the need to flee
Like a far-gone beaten wife
But escape is never final till
You **** what keeps you up at night
And what I'm up against
Demands a massacre
And what I need the most is sleep
But no matter how appealing
And no matter how befitting
Requiting you won't make ends meet
Your face has disappeared
Into the blackened void
Just another two-timer
Who's tongue I can't avoid
You've no idea the damage you've done
And it's clear to the whole world who's won
But divided are the ones who judge
Split right down the middle-
With support from a grudge
I could care less about what I've lost
And who you've gained
And frankly I prefer
The dark and the rain
I've always been a different level
Of insane
But I rather burn in hell
Then breathe in this underhanded,
Wretched spell
Made up of all my flaws
And warning bells
And hisses from your cold death knell
That rings of all the ones who fell
And all the souls you chose to sell
And all those tainted wish-you-wells
You thought that I could never tell-
But doers rarely dream
And breakers rarely bend
You're exactly as you seem
To he, she and them
But I see through a glass, lightly
Every single night
Nov 2011 · 903
Girlfriend is Better
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
Curtsey, Clean, Cook Nice.

Betty Crocker, Ball and Chain

Girlfriend is better.
Nov 2011 · 498
Grandma Death
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
There goes another one
To the safe and special place
After drinking a cup
Of water
Don't say it's fate
Or it was their time
Cause the highs are always lows
The lows are always high
And we always peak the bell curve
Before we deep descend
Scurrying like little toy cars
Around the bend
Till it's just another morning
On a placid plateau
That's when death
Comes to say hello
So it can't be destiny
When we were getting better
We were getting better
They called it
An accident
But I know better
Nov 2011 · 1.2k
Empathy Virus
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
Wild horses
Ain't got nothing
On my will
They take and take
It's taken so long
How long
Till I can be
The opposite
Of what they see
Glass slipper
Been broken
In dark mirrors
Where I've been
Blue star
Wrong reason
Strange couplet
Voice of rumored
Treason
Break away
Water gone
Digital
But I still feel
A funny taste
Under my roof
It always rains
Pink is not violet
Little girls
Stay violent
Despite your royal
Treatment
Nov 2011 · 2.4k
Ecstasy Honeymoon
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
Come on, Let's Go
To Alphabet City and Lego-Land
Where words aren't needed
And the pieces don't fit
The bitter on your tongue
Will soon turn sweet
The hustle and bustle
Will turn to happy feet
Now Reality's Gone
Sadness is Illusion
Everyone's a friend
Everyone's an Earthling
Normalcy evades
Normalcy is dull
Who wants to be normal
In a steady-mad world
The World is Our Playground
No borders, limits, boundaries
Everything's in order
We're flying on the ground
"Just cause you feel it
Doesn't mean it's there"
This house, these walls
Brick, pipe, stone, glass
Let's touch what's breathing
Contact on Earth
We've finally found it
We're the aliens
Let's bring madness to Parliament
Let's bring life to these streets
Let's take death from the gutter
And make it beautiful
What goes up
Must come down
But please don't turn these Halos
to light-bulbs and ***** floors
We can't handle unconsciousness
Without sleep
Paranoia,
Seep in slowly

Please
Nov 2011 · 865
Gasoline Rainbows
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
Looks like we're headed for mean season
I gave you rhyme when you needed reason
And it's a shame our ways have shifted
Passive clown, unknown grifter

Burning bridges ain't as fun as it looks
Head of bricks and a heart that cooks
Spin the top, board the pirate ship
Lobotomy's botched and so are my lips

He said, "You're riding for a terrible fall"
But stone cold statues always stand tall
How many roads till you find the right path
Everybody dies, do the math

Looks like we're headed for strange reasons
To a place that never has seasons
And it's a shame our heads have shifted
Mature clown, widowed mistress
Nov 2011 · 1.3k
Gasoline Choir
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
Forget anomalies
You're doomed
A ticking time-bomb
And I can't tell you
What you did
We already know
You hate yourself
So tender, so thin-skinned
If you're open to attack
They're gonna seize fast
You're too much to handle
I can't ever get a grip
If we traded a brain
I wouldn't be here
But tables never turn
So let me remind you
It's no world for the weak
No room for vulnerabilities
We'll always have the poison
As long as we can watch
From afar
Can't be susceptible
From afar
Oh, how you've digressed
Into a god-awful mess
I'm on the edge
But you've gone over
So let's skip goodbye
End this someday
I know that sound
Fly on the wall
He'll always stick around
Nov 2011 · 1.7k
The Gatekeeper
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
Dynamite on my magic carpet tongue
That’s the last thing I remember
And she, she was the boldest Aries
She led me out the backdoor
Till we reached a brick dead-end
That’s when this deadly charade began
Never knew love quite like her body heat
And the silken robes we wore became ragged cut-sleeves
And I’ve always had a floater
But these trails are a different breed
And she’s spinning my quarter
But it never falls for me
And my friends in the backyard are watching snakes unfurl
As they stab the red earth and finger their pearls
But I prefer the garden pool, it keeps the neighbors far away
And one tiny matchstick is the only heart I have to play
I thought I had real love, I always put my hands
On her bony shoulders, she liked it then
We all raced to hell in a golden-rimmed chalice
All part of our big, of my big experiment
But infidelity can’t be commanded
Guess I always had a pacifier cold
My crutch of loneliness transformed
Into beds and vanity of old
I pushed them all to sanity’s brink
So I celebrate their pink departure
Rolling round’ in candle wax
Scrambled tape and fear’s embark
Created a demon, thought I was Byron
And this little pet became the death of me
Perhaps I should’ve asked a question to myself,
Burnt my house down, and swam more often in the real
Too much pride to call out for help
Always too much pride
There goes a shooting star
Nov 2011 · 819
Dust
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
Planet Dust
Fairy Dust
Saw Dust
Star Dust

Particle Dust
Traveling Dust
Smashing Dust
Collective Dust

Stir up the Dust
Snort up the Dust
Sweep up the Dust
Sleep in the Dust
Nov 2011 · 1.2k
Dull Thunder
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
Bleeding world content with wounding still
Dying casualty
Catalyst of the apocalypse
Clammy hands
Static pins & needles
Ethereal, acid skin
Shivering sweats
Ever-corporeal mind
Expanding skull
Temple pressure
Tightening screws
Mechanical Frankenstein
Peripheral vision loss
Drunken babble sober talk
Mouse voice
Flat tongue
Mini seizure coming on
Clock winds and winds
Pain still resides
Cigarette blood
The gift that keeps giving
And I'm burnt out
Machine breaking down
Little by little
Another ***** dies
Mental disease
Physical need-
All the same
No sense left
Life with no taste
Words can't express
This is the only place where
Sadness can be heard in its most bitterest pitch
Heart palpitates
On another spoken word
What's the message?
How can I string them together?
Twisted Mandela on the ceiling
Don't let it be the last thing I see
Miss the days of bended knee
Believing words transcribed to holy holy
Brain graffiti, mind confetti
Panic, panic
Delirium
Attack, attack
Merry go round & round
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
Mechanical house-slave, iron foot
Beast of burden on everyone
I don't deserve my portion
Your eyes scream abortion
Where once there was overkill

No more working for the man
Nine to five suicide
Instead I'll rot here slowly
No risks or big explosions
No walking into traffic

Turtle doves laugh and procreate
While my hands move on *****-dish clocks
Wonder how long I could gargle this soap
Before finding the golden solution to cope
These walls are nauseating

Drink to oblivion
Take but never give
Don't ask me why my heart's still beating
Or why my good behavior's fleeting
I didn't make any deals

Don't know why these things have happened
Nor the names of these sins
Locked lips have turned to skeletal stitches
My unknown crimes became their riches
And now I'm in memento limbo

I'm trying so hard to escape
To unravel these fists into fingers
All I need is a bus ticket & some fun
But maybe I'd be better with a trench coat & gun
Put this cardboard city on the map

Never knew secrets could ****
Change can't come without shedding dead skin
I fear I've nothing to build upon
They're all planning bets and cons
While I'm Pierrot in a small air duct

Arctic hearts turn blind eyes
I want to lift these weights off your shoulders
But nothing seems to suffice
Perhaps all that's left is self-sacrifice
A charming, tragic gamble into dust

Meanwhile, you should buy another pet
Their souls are more immune
To the metamorphosis disease
Doubt you want to be the one to clip wings
Off of locusts & flightless birds

Believe me when I say I'm sorry for wounding the womb
Just wish I could comprehend the deed
Please enlighten me
I want to make amends
Before this dull flame becomes a house fire
Nov 2011 · 586
Dark River
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
Dark River,
On you I used to skate away
In you I used to fade away
Maybe that's why I ran away

Did you marry
Is she an artist
A fortress of stardust
Is she a music woman
A laundress
Is she a worldly adventurer
A card-shark
She must contain more than
The average alarm
To get into your arms

Dark River,
I miss you
Nov 2011 · 879
Dark Ages
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
Heather's a heathen in heaven.
She got there by a man with a fire-arm.
He burnt a hole in her quick, the diameter thick,
All because she fell for his charm.

Lionel was a ***** in love.
He decided to confess it one day.
He rang the doorbell, expecting nothing but hell,
Then fell to his death in decay.

Alice abused amphetamines.
She fell asleep on the Earth's axis.
Down a hole she fell, where she cast a spell,
And came out with a thousand fascists.

Vincent was a ****** in Vienna.
He got lonely one day and blew up.
He assaulted a girl, with big pretty red curls,
After putting a pill in her cup.

Sammy was a serial sadist.
He frowned and he wore a big hat.
So, just to be fair, he went to the chair,
And suffered for no seconds flat.

Lincoln loved living his life.
He did many good deeds and was proud.
Then came a strange sight, brought him to his plight-
A doppelganger strung by a cloud.

Anarchy was alive in America.
It hated those who wore the white glove.
So one day it split, bombed the pyramids, to wit,
All in the precious name of love.
Nov 2011 · 820
Corporate Vagabond
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
Man in neck brace
Needs a shoulder
He can't stand up
He can't stop crying

Man owns a cage
Asks for a quarter
"Dance you puppet
I own your daughter"

No ****** Killer
Just Bad Company
Sociopaths
Don't need no filler

Steal your brain-child
Pillage your roots
Barefoot poser
He sure has boots

Dancing fool
Masquerader
Bidding for wolves
Is not crazy wisdom
(You ******* traitor)
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
They're building something out of nothing
They want to understand beginnings
At what expense to singularity
To what expanse to make a copy
A quirk for a quark

What if it falls in the right hands
It's a challenge of the world
Not just for nation over nation
Not just for dollar over dollar
Two billion notions down the drain

And still we're competing
Abandoning logic
Emptying pockets
For bankers and robbers
Conductors of a runaway train

Made up of cowboy hats
And wrist watches
And ***** tonics
Floating in pools of oil
Wombs of oil
Nov 2011 · 619
Comet
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
***** bare feet
Doll parts
Flares and big bang crunches
Skeletons in our closet
But we're two among the living
Two among the dead
With you
I can't hear their motives
***** snow *****
A night
Harlot star is in a coma
Now
Nov 2011 · 735
Children of a Dying Star
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
They all wait with bated breath
For the one who's most unstable
They all scan with eyes of death
For the one who's gone dim

Six hundred light years away
Could be the next one
Could be tomorrow or a million years
A second moon or a second sun

The stage has been set
We're in for another drama
Crane your neck up to the sky

What we need is vanishing here
So we'll extract from up there
We all need space to breathe

So here it comes
Creating something heavy
Creating a spectrum of fire
Read it like a book
Read it like a black hole
Read it like a barcode
Of rainbows on your soul

Crumbling like a deck of cards
Exploding like a giant's heart
Dying stars do not go quietly

Fifteen seconds every hundred years
To make the decorations
For your ears

Glowing ever red
It bends and reflects
We bend and reflect
Read it like a book
Read it like a black hole
Read it like a barcode
Of rainbows on your soul

You left us in pain
But next time you'll remain
Tied to the chord
Folding in on yourself

No need to enter the void
No need to enter the grave
You'll rebound as a toy
In the mystery child's play
Nov 2011 · 667
Cellar Door
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
I've got a case of something great
It keeps me bed-ridden and turns my hair grey
I can't tell you much, don't mean to be vague
But you best avoid me like the black plague

Black magic don't show up on autopsies
But I'm on to you like pods on peas
You serve shiny apples with insides of grease
But luck gave my lifeline a different disease

You may have your **** cult, your secrets, your juice
A Romeo's charm and a drug dealer's boost
The keys to the castle, the rich man's caboose
But down in the basement, you'd reach for the noose

In the woods, with the black doves and mourners
Would you still have the strength to scorn her?
Alone in the woods, with no sight of the border
Would you tough it out or be the sojourner?

You think you know black
But you don't know jack
You think you know white
But light is a different stripes

Her bare skin is painted on
Her carcass is so transparent
Traversing the cellar door
Her whimpers would outrun the roars
Nov 2011 · 481
Cat with a Bone
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
This laser eye
Has a lazy eye
Cause not all's as it seems
But no one lives that way
And misery don't leave your system
As quick as all your vices do
The cat has a bone
But I trust it more than
The mouse or the dog
Don't ask me why
It's just a feeling
Just like misery not leaving a system
As quick as all the vices do
This lazy eye
Has a laser eye
Cause not all's as it seems
But no one is that way
Except for me
And misery don't leave your system
As quick as I have
But the cause is the cure
So the cure is the cause
A penny dreadful
Worth billions in gloss
Don't ask me why
It's just a feeling
Nov 2011 · 663
Bibbity-Bobbity
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
Mirror Mirror on the wall
Who's the most deranged of all
Slavery must be coming back
Cause I can't even pray aloud
Talk to me, clouds
I think I got your point
About flappin' windows and things
But isn't your mouth doing the same?
Got a message?
Spit it out
My time is different than yours
I might be wrong but you're not right
Bibbity-bobbity
He's wearing my clothes
And he operates in daytime
Tried talking to him but
There was someone else there
A grandfather, an heir, who knows
Please shut up your flesh
And seep into my bone
Home is where the love is
So I guess I'm a vagrant
Mirror Mirror on the wall
What's the strangest planet of all
Slavery must be coming back
Cause no one stands out in a crowd
Rain on us, clouds
Nov 2011 · 550
Black and Blue
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
TV souls
Selling hues
Sold your soul
Black and blue
Sin feels right
When you feel blue
And black is night
And right are few
Song is good
When you're in tune
And blues are free
To sing black's doom
Wrong to fight
And wrong to use
They both leave arms
All black and blue
Bruises heal
And kind words too
Still black you feel
Blue eyes askew
Escape into darkness
Burn grey into black
But remember blue oceans
Won't be there in tact
Your idol is there
Hanging in blue sky
Filled with old straw
And black beady eyes
He has a square mouth
An upside down horns
That sound when blue sky
Doesn't nurture black corn
They devour all over
And blew you away
They cut you some slack
When you chose to obey
They say look out
Up, down - not through
But souls are black
White lies are blue
God is love
Love is you
Black is black -
So back to blue
Nov 2011 · 2.1k
Bleeding Hearts and Artists
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
'You look like someone I know'
Heard that line a thousand times
Guess I'm scattered round the globe
Like farmers planting seeds serpentine
Have you heard the front-page news
Eden lives far underground
And God is just a hidden camera
Making sure the lost stay found
Big games of the life-sized kids
You were 'not It' by a hair
Fingers on a Ouija board
**** the truth just give me dare
Tweedles are now stalking triplets
Killing riddles, sinking ships with
Everything but the black lipstick
Crooked smile and rusted toothpick

Every friend is a stepmother
Eying you with pools of dead fire
As she sticks her acid tongue
In the mouth of your pure desire
Walking blind and blurry-eyed
With two chambers in each hand
Each are ******, tame and wild
Beyond these walls, beyond these lands
Only fools know the true score
Cause they've locked the exit-sign door
You were almost worth dying for
Now it's the ninth circle of this war
Nov 2011 · 960
Blue Skies from Pain
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
Two naive little kids at play
Two naive little kids in love
One just wants the demons at bay
One was sent with help from above

Two naive little kids
Just holding hands
Two naive little kids
Just making plans

One's a bull in a china shop
One's a china doll made of steel
Both are made of liquid
Both burnt so bad they can't heal

Two naive little kids
Held underwater
Two naive little kids
Potential martyrs

One's always running away, away
One's always catching up, up
Traversing circles but one day
The diamonds will leave the rough

Two naive little kids
Consonants together
Two naive little kids
Old souls in bad weather

One's a ****** for drugs and ***
One's been put under a wretched hex
Soon they'll switch roles in the overpass
Two tiny fish in an hourglass

Two naive little kids at play
Two naive little kids in love
Both just needed a friend, they say
Both transformed into doves
Nov 2011 · 639
Breakfast Club Jesus
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
You picture your Jesus
In white and red cloth
I picture my Jesus
In black and red flannel
Raising a fist in the air
Just happy to declare
His own independence
Cause being on your own
Doesn't mean being alone
Let's burst the bubble and say
The only friends you have
Are imaginary
And if you've never got lost,
What luck
But if you haven't, you will
And if you have, good riddance
To the normal ways
Don't you see
They'll sell you bright colors in youth
And pastels when you're old
The ease you feel will flee
Once your life is fleeting
Buy me,
But don't explore me
A slow cyanide
I say, steal what you want
I have something you can't ****
The will to live
A beating heart
If you want me dead so bad
Why don't you start
Pulling pistols
Like in the old west
A grudge is over in seconds, there
But your holy sacred shrine
Is built on something pseudo-divine
You've seeped in
And I'll carry you
Through every untamed gesture
Every loud noise
You're just strapped in
On my ride
We're all just trying
To swallow the water
And spit out the ashes
Tell the truth,
I dare you
Nov 2011 · 664
Brother
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
Oh Brother,
Where art thou sympathy?
I hate to admit the obvious
But all you've got is me
And what I create
Is ours
But don't sign your name
In greed
Despite our likeness
I have my own wretched creed
Paradise needs no shelter
And if you give me a house
I'll knock down the walls
An artist may need a rich wife
But squalor's gotten me this far
And what you hold in your hands
Was created under the stars
And maybe in another life
You'll step through the paint
Swim in the colors
And see how I see
But for now I recognize
Your fear is just skin-deep
You look into my eyes
But all you see are veins
The blood we share-
How could you not compare
And wonder if you share my madness?
It's quite alright
I may not sleep at night
But your shut eyes make up the difference
In time
I'll hold your hand
If you start to fade away
But I digress-
And have been for years
Fading into my own
Oblivion-
A shade of sanguine tears
Inspired by the Van Gogh brothers
Nov 2011 · 870
Busting
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
You community
You society
You bloodthirsty fiends
Stay the **** away from me
It gets tiring
Trying to catch every
Measure of deceit
I don't need your good deeds
So get the **** away from me
It's one thing corrupting water
But fire's another thing
Entirely
Cyber-bullies and mind-freaks
Stay the **** away from me
Rita's not lovely
She's giving you tickets everyday
And you don't own a car
It's like being
Drunk at the dentist
Sober in a corporate office
Dating a ventriloquist
But much more strange
Much more dangerous
You can't have love without the lust
Better off with clouds
Busting at the seams
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
I'm quite the fickle traveler
But I like to take it easy
Don't give me air
Give me treetops and towers
And I'll trickle between
The dead and the living
Till I sense your salty skin
So give me a break
Your hearts and your heads
Are not this fool's mistake
Cause unlike your race
Of desires on high
And telephone lines
And indoor beaches
I just want to touch down
Touch ground
Dig in with my fork
A simple lobotomy
That keeps you unscorched
And still they want to catch me
A substitute for fire's torch
So I'll make true your myths
Of ominous hues
And day after day
Give you bolts from the blue
Nov 2011 · 612
Beautiful Stages
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
I've been harpooned by your love
Sent to outer space with your smile
You've got more stamina than any planet
You've got more life than these pair of doves
I just set free
And I set them free for you
Cause they shouldn't call it falling
When I'm flying in love
Anti-gravity with you
Is better than a drug
You break the law
Without being wicked
And so,
I become your backbone
When you have no spine
I become your lifeline
When you need more time
And still if you choose to die
I'll help you die a beautiful death
My wire-walker
I'd fall for you, any day in any way
Ropes are bound tight
But I believe in you
No matter how much they try
To sway us
I'll never betray us
Nov 2011 · 1.0k
Backseat
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
I followed sweet music into the mountain
I sat in the tree to try and catch lightning
But I only felt most alright
When my bed was the backseat
No sunlight, no headlights
Nothing flying by
No leaving behind what's
Trapped, still, and lonely
No looking at yellow lines
No not knowing where to turn
So takeover the helm in shifts
Ignore me and let me drift
Into somber slumbers of bliss
I'll know when I get there
Don't knock on the window
Just keep the wheels spinning below
I'll know when I get there
Nov 2011 · 796
Atomic Number 47
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
I saw you fly away today
A brief tinge of pain
Then release
Cause in my crowded mind
I sought relief
I fought to constantly
Crawl out from underneath
Shoulders aching heavy
Like some demon had me
On its leash
But I heard you fly away today
And now I know
That love's too cheap a word and
All the talk and proverbs
Don't do you justice
When weighed against
Their lies
Disguised as trust
The one thing that doesn't hurt
Is the one thing that scars the most
Advice from them
Bad luck to me
Good instinct
Is a luxury
Sell you down a river
For some stasis in bad company
Ready to meet your maker
And they close you off from the sea
But I felt you fly away today
Your quills filled
The ashes of my brain
For the first time
I truly feel safe
Can tell the sterling
From the grey
A real reflection's
Underway
Nov 2011 · 982
Another Wounded Zebra
Lucy Tonic Nov 2011
You were almost worth dying for
And no one is worth dying for
But that's the soul I'm looking for
You were almost worth dying for

You're a hungry hungry hetero
Inhaling all the weeds for the sake of
For the sake of looking free
You're a smack-dab heavy-looking warrior
Carrying a gun for the sake of
For the sake of looking like
The TV gods on the radio
Which is poisoning the waves
On the brink of flooding us
Flooding us with messages like
Wake up
Wake up
The poison is sleep
There's a reason why no one
Remembers the spine-shaking dreams

You were almost worth dying for
And no one is worth dying for
But that's the soul I'm looking for
You were almost worth dying for
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