doesn't mean a meleficent eye is not upon you

do you remember where your hole is
or are you praying as you dodge and weave?

how bad will it be if caught
how harsh will the bite be?

keep running rabbit
it's an endless race

it just somehow feels right
no other explanation
it just feels right
right now

In a small smile
In some broken dream
Charge it
Lift it

In a small wish
In some broken plan
Wash it
Wrap it

Let the bruises heal
Make room for fresh injuries
Smile
You are not dead

dancing like a stalking butler
dancing like your future grave

the hole is just waiting
the hole is playing your tune

the wind blows you there
though you seem not sadly

yet, he is not brave
the soft breeze just waits

your mistakes are coming
they'll meet you gladly

an unneeded message to an ex-lover
an old argument with an old friend
an accusation to a family member
sitting alone again

I have a cat

he doesn't bother to clean himself
he sleeps wherever the sun warms his face
he cares for no one except himself
he pees all over the place

He'll follow you
for a gentle pet
his body feels like old scabs
and somehow he is always wet.

I sit in envy

some people's brains are
where knowledge goes to die
a simple prisoner
who only is allowed for speaking lies

I could tell you the truth
you might not like what your hear
seems hardly my fault
your lies you hold so dear

I don't have time
to play the silly games
lying just wastes
all my energy

you don't have to like me
I'm not too crazy about you
just being honest
I'm weird and so are you

ever find yourself pretending?
just doing whatever for whatever
so they hear the noise
this is how feeling nothing works
just the emotions
your dead eyes looking forward as you move

Defined:

implementation
demonstrated by achievement
intellectual talent
measured by achievement

measured by who?
in essence someone less qualified
has been given the task
to determine if you're more qualified than them

a thought process inherent with ***** traps
a person-to person mine field
where you go in like a soldier in war
every situation is blind

but yeah,
I'm loaded with meritocracy
why not?  
I'll make up other words that sound good if you like.

it will show implementation
demonstrated by achievement
intellectual talent
followed by achievement

I just can't get that song out of my head
especially the part:  
"S.O.S. she's in disguise"

"There is a wolf in your closet"
Now I'm afraid to open mine.

are you just a monster
with good fashion sense?
are you just a criminal
with hearts hidden in a private vase?  

when the market is open
you can pick your apple for free
I don't know anything
I am not you, I am not me

a man wants to help me
i fell down
i just fell down
yet he stopped his car

to see if I'm okay
the blood is just a scrape
my jeans have a rip
this is all my doing

i fell
i only fell
I survived
the blood is a miracle

I am alive

this name is the name of a childhood hero
my avatar is also just of a childhood hero
I am officially not named
I am no one
and it feels great

I have to do stuff today
the kind of boring stuff that makes me sad
at least I'm not completely dead inside
otherwise, why would i even care?

i need this
to make me whole?
no, you don't

the pieces that have been broken away
they're gone
bad news
not coming back


so get up
wash your face
enjoy the pieces you still have

it's not scary
wake up
the dreams are over

welcome back
to real life

all smiles aside
then fall to ground
sweet scrape of trickling blood
like melting ice
dripping
from your own body

the smile returns
when you realize
you are not made of glass
you did not shatter
you are a
magnificent machine

so i think I can tell
heaven from hell
aloft in a bright cool breeze
you never meant that much to me
a testament to how it can be
finally free to enjoy the blue skies
fired from my lead role in a cage

watch them self-destruct
so go ahead and mate
like that's going to help
in all the **** you're bending

all of it you bending it through
it just never ends with you

I'll sit and wait
I'll sit and play
but there where will come a day

the sad day when you knew I was right

what have you done?
quick
run
rinse

do what you have to dispense

keep the dance up
while your mind plays
in many eyes
you're just in the way

though smile as well
some cups are full
there is a scarlet castle
built across a sea for you

misplaced anger is a real *****
I was really scared for a few
but the rage doesn't extend to me
God help the ******* it does though

someone is going wake up
watching a life channel version of his ******
with bad reenactment characters
playing up a dialed up version of the truth

I'm sure as hell I'm glad its not me
on this unhinged ******'s warpath

they're quiet
they expect something from you

your mind is on you
you can't possibly know what they want

you want to please
you can't possibly know the words to say

they're quiet
they expect something from you

asking them to speak up
only makes them quiet down

the long walk
back in the heat

a 100, 000 car honking at you
when the walk sign is clearly on

entitled feeling people yelling
you have choice except feeling

each foot in front of the next
understanding basic traffic rules

they are the one who is stealing

does it make you smile
when the plane shakes & cries from turbulence?
does your mind flirt with
the thought of one final merriment?
soaring through the air
rushing
high speed dirt
about to mate with the pavement .

or perhaps in the coffee shop
when he sits next to you by circumstance?
just taking the policeman's keys and gun
rushing
there will be no happy end for this coincidence
you smiling
knowing you have no chance

laughing like a loon
handing it all back
telling him
sorry but...

I have plane crash I need to get to

Now you're showered
you feel great

Who the **** cares what you have to say ?

There is no anger in apathy
Dance like a girl
Until you can't sit down
Adrenaline is rushing
Now you're found

Punch the air like there is a true crowd

Play your silly cards
Swing and sing just to be loud

Smile inside
I think you'll find it's not very hard

what a sad world
born into knowing we're leaving

who knows where?

i struggle with the keys
i struggle with me

a fierce exists there though

hiding
but
its everywhere in me

i keep going
because the only direction

is forward

in the days of being vicious
through the inane,
mundane chatter.
we wonder who will miss us
so very savagely
defying for it to matter.

we proclaim we're not afraid
as we sob
wretched in hurt.
we dance on display,
legs flailing,
face down in the dirt.

...but when the tears get boring
just finally
so sick of yourself.
that's when you may **** down.
eyes so blankly
letting your lips hold the ground.

take a break
you tired walker
you chose the wrong direction anyway

this journey to nowhere
seems to go on forever
no harm in a bit of thoughtful play

hum a tune you like
look around while you wait
oblivion will hardly care if you happen to be late

the person in the mirror
your own dead look that lives in your eyes
the sadness that lives
with understanding who you truly are

the sadness that lives
like a prisoner in the cellar
waiting for someone to let it out
so it can run free

i'm a skinny person
that **** works you out
every muscle is screaming at me but its still fun as hell

i'm going to be a better dancer soon
i can tell you that much

by the scarlet
across the sea
i sit quietly

the sun shines
the fan blows
the wind runs free

so little to do
so much to see
dread swimming far
but unaware

of my smile

somewhere hope lies in wait
hunting hide and seek
thinking it has hidden

I hate weddings
I hate funerals
I hate mirrors
and I probably hate you

I love a dark hotel room at 9am
I love to hear the fighting, the *******,
I love the smell of old terrible sweat
I love the strange stains no one in their right mind would touch

I hate sunny days and fast cars
I hate pastel clothes and sunglasses
I hate any store signage that tells me I'm of value

I love my Ipod
that beautiful world it can bring
just noise in your head
I love ***** when I wake up
that beautiful world it can bring
less noise in your head

and then you're finally ready
to do whatever ******* you have to do  
when you're finally ready
I love the world

the spider in your bed
a bruise on your arm
you are nothing
you are not harmed

there is empty air
a breeze you feel
but you know
you don't live there

I've seen my face on your mirror
I don't know anything you don't
but yet I stand aware
it's harsh time for bugs everywhere

softly patient
will always win
let them destroy themselves
then you begin again

indeed, it's a wow
went through a lot
hate
love

no speak
then all talk

you never saved me
I never saved you

somehow...
we both made it through

fear not your fate born
bless your lost loves

you are alive
the sun is rising

smile again
fear of the unknown

is the dark cave
where the weak hide

scared
strong

full of so much compassion
when everything is exploding of desperation
when all the walls are falling
you walk through the emotional rubble

surrounding you

living with hope
becomes its own chore

"You're a tongueless talker
You don't care what you say
You're a jaywalker and you just just walk away
And that's all you do

The clap of the fading out sound of your shoes"

- Elliott Smith's words (' Last Call' if you're interested). not my words . just the song in my head right now &how; I feel right now.  RIP Elliott

as I hide who I really am
the dance continues

smile

you're on the eyes of everyone around you

she bears unimaginable burdens
but i've seen her free
i've seen her smile
the things that lie behind the tears and sadness
is still something quite beautiful

keep fighting darling
we only lose when we quit

no dentistry for you
we're not made out of money
said the parents indifferently

so I grew two fangs
like Dracula
spitting blood
with broken gums

my left one eventually learned how to fit in
still pointed and edged
but living comfortably

my right is still the angry vampire
ready to defend

guarding this crooked kingdom

old pictures, old girlfriends
friends who aren't friends anymore
lovers who aren't lovers anymore

store these images
collect these pictures
create a space for your shadow to remain
in a box hidden somewhere

label the boxes carefully
so the ghosts know
the correct box to haunt

i won
plans executed perfectly
and i saved people
i did it
i saved people important to me
with deviousness and trickery

when they say you've done something right
no one will ever know you did anything at all

as relief washes over me
a sense of anger does as well
this never should have been my battle
but I won anyway

I'm the winner
why does this victory feel so hollow?

do unto me what has been done to you

fear is no longer king
we are breaking
we are smiling with blood in our teeth
we are the truth of fairy tales

watch both our destruction
across a river
just wave
don't worry, you need not move

it will swim to you

so your feelings were hurt
you cried like you always do
one more night of sadness
one more night I just had to walk away

it occurred as I found myself
putting on my coat I want a drink
I crossed a busy street
hurrying to avoid traffic

a police officer drove by and warned me
no jaywalking.
I thought of you
I told the officer it was way too late for that.

you read these poems?
yes an expression
pain, loss
we all get it

we all loved
we all lost
human misery is nothing new

hate to break it you
but humanity is an evil, disgusting race
we're the worst thing
but that's who we are  

we have to go forward
we didn't just win the war for our kind's fate
we ****** in all of creation's mouth while we did it
God help all of us if there is a God.

No more whining.
We're the bad guy's children
people cheat, women & men lie
that's how we won this ****** up planet

don't cry about who you are
none of this is our fault
we were born into an evil ****** up place
but we still have to live

so live
the best you can
and lets just hope
all will be well

the ambulance drives by
the domestic going on nearby

we sit in silence
while chaos reigns around us

we're not even sad
we're just glad

it's not us

it's true
you're back
but I'm too busy laughing
to care

shoot
if you have the *****
go ahead
muscle can't stop bullets

so go ahead
its just a click away
i'll see you in hell
either way

you're still breathing
so check
just to be sure

anger lives around
it plays in our backyards
check your hands

are they shaking?

what do you do?
when it's hiding behind you?
when it sneaks up on you?