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kiss my eyes...

  • Sep. 29th, 2009 at 6:58 AM

dance dance feel it all around you

  • Sep. 20th, 2009 at 6:42 PM
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so last night i was abusing some salvia... and it was abusing me back... and after a bit i decided seven am was a fine time to go to bed, but my brain would let me. so i wrote some stuff down.





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started with him )
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make noise )
i left 'messanger' like that because that's how i spelled it on the paper. i thought it was interesting. mess and anger.



rainbow )
i thought 'soft as him' bore commenting. for some reason my brain wouldn't put any other word. it seemed the only way. i put 'down' and then crossed it out because it felt wrong. because it wasn't 'soft as down' it was 'soft as him'. and him was me. apparently i'm even more narcissistic when i'm high XD

waiting for the sun...

  • Sep. 11th, 2009 at 3:42 PM

because i got high

  • Sep. 9th, 2009 at 11:22 PM
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rapt )

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you have spaced into a wall

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whatever it means to you )

as it's name )
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of course i trust you, you're a snake

The Creed of Jude However York

  • Sep. 9th, 2009 at 9:24 PM

the internet is rude

  • May. 6th, 2009 at 6:24 AM
stardust
i suspect that anything that can do bitching things will become rude at one point or other in its life. that's not what i came here to talk to you about today though. i wanna post experiments 1 and 2. basically it's whatever i happened to want to say... SHUFFLED. twice. yeah. trippy, right?








i hope this works.

two little things

  • Apr. 26th, 2009 at 10:45 AM
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the first one has no name. but there they are, anyway.








waiting for
the earth
to allow
you in
away
from
their
EYES






degrade

spend your "life"
waiting for time
to die
like paint to dry
one incredible nightmare
rolling in the
waiting room
for a horror
tomorrow
never comes
wonder why he can't
hear you
shut.
he doesn't
want to

keep going...

  • Apr. 25th, 2009 at 10:52 AM
stardust
With all your patriot
Berlin hair
stumbling out of your
head
And all the white
white glory
of your
quiet walking dead

all i want to do...

  • Mar. 6th, 2009 at 8:05 PM
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lol? )


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another? )




ripping off...

  • Mar. 3rd, 2009 at 10:47 PM
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lol pome )

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  • Mar. 1st, 2009 at 8:48 AM
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... equals poetry? How'd that happen? 

the poem i saw )

So like, I couldn't get over the awesomeness of that so I had to post it.

tomorrow i know i'm just dirt

  • Feb. 24th, 2009 at 3:22 PM
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poetry? )

sweet violence

  • Feb. 1st, 2009 at 5:36 PM

The thing to do right now...

  • Feb. 1st, 2009 at 5:24 PM
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...is to ask him if he wants an orange. Nothing really matters.


things I said that no one read )

a few segments

  • Dec. 30th, 2008 at 10:58 PM
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of utterly pretentious babble. Brain words.

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spacefootsteps )

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say what? )

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i'll have another one )
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"The cheesecake
, fudge nut brownie and ice cream may contain eggs."  Think about it.

You Are Here - X

  • Dec. 19th, 2008 at 3:30 PM

vision

  • Jun. 21st, 2008 at 2:57 PM
fox
fire burned all night all year all time, watch the sky hang now like the mouth of a great predator, flesh-eating beast with blood dripping off the teeth of the city where the falling sun kisses an evil goodnight, dark lover never care if she comes home, orange clouds tinged black and the ground all smoky, all still, the buildings shooting up empty and cold like broken charred sticks no life only eyes, holes for eyes dead like the shark, now silence, wait! the city stirs, one movement, dark on dark, coming of of dark lair, dark naked flesh grey like the cinders, skinny arms hanging, starving belly protrude under grey washboard ribs, just clinging to life, broken teeth, hollow eyes, going to hunt

what is there to hunt?

I am the poet with the broken arm

  • Jun. 19th, 2008 at 2:58 PM
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I am the lost sea shell urchin on a bed of leaves and tears with tea for wine and straws for fear and freedom like a great shiny lake,
everything you ever knew is quite a lie but that's not true the sun a red ray of heaven hate and lovefear... lovefear is the doom of the gods.. take the tail of the kite because you know it's real... the first words are the best words but the best words are lost in a lake of fire... the lake is all-seeing for it sees nothing and nothing is everything is nothing and over again til you burst... which you do. trust the darkness make friends with the soul of the lightlantern... fear a parade of puddles for they are not what they seem... the reflections are lies lying the truth... and every interuption is a gem. every piece of light shard jem of eyes that you don't know. you know what you know although you can't tell. ask yourself a question and you know the answer because you know everything. the colour green is a piece of earth and earth gives you life. you can ask green for more life and you will get more. if you think right first and say wrong right is what you didn't say although what you said is true. ask another god if he will save you and you will find that you can save yourself for you are god. god is another word for lice. make the rat into another cloud and he will give you peace. ask yourself why so that you can realize the why doesn't matter. ask yourself about rainbows so you can know the truth. trust is pain is life is wonder. wonderland life of leaves and laughter. climb the mountain and find you never went down. take a piece of peace for another ride into joy and ecstasy. the ape of greyblack will climb on your back and ascend to the stars. you are the stars.

All You've Got to Do

  • Apr. 24th, 2008 at 10:17 AM
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Last night I was listening to 'Win' and writing a cryptic story about ... well, me, to be honest. Anyway, this story was sort of a tool I used to resolve a problem I was having which is a load of very personal stuff that I won't bore you with. Anyway, the actual resolution - for me - didn't come out in the story, but I figure it has a sort of closure, so I might as well post it.