it should be lots of fun
when it is finished
we will show it to everyone


A Better OfferA better offer golden lights,A Better Offer
blue lights, reflecting bubble dancing in your swaths.
More fun he had to offer blind heights, new heights, speak a little clearer to the sober.
A new life it can offer erased to white, burning white, the others are distorted fingers dripping cloth ripping.
Can't pass up an offer nameless nights, shameless nights, this is why we turn to you in our deficiency.
Make an offer the best sights, the only sights, projected from your lights agai


CloverFishing, fishing, we went fishing in the ocean swells I caught a little bird. Looking, hooking I was taking the little bird from the ocean swells.Clover
Hunting, hunting we went hunting in the side of his head I caught my friend Screaming, crying I was pulling my friendly friend from the bloody ferns.
I didn’t mean, I didn’t mean, I didn’t mean to be a bad child I wouldn’t harm, I wouldn’t harm, I wouldn’t harm a wasp that stings you can trust me with your daughters by the riverside with your daughters in the clover field.  


Bombing the Spanish RailwaysI can’t see through the hills Where your station always lies And I’m wasting time Drinking wine all night.Bombing the Spanish Railways
You don’t have the day off You thought a storm would come You don’t have the day off You have to dress up.
I can’t see through the night Where your heart always lies And I can’t see in the day My eyes don’t adjust.
You don’t have the day off You thought a storm would come You don’t have the day off You have to dress up.
My fingers bleed on the strings My fingers bleed on the keys I smuggle a bomb T


2amHe likes her cause he’s got a target on his back He’s had so many drinks that he’s lost track He’s had one two three It works for you It works for me. And if he could only see what he wants to be And if he could be what he wants to be2am
You look like you’re dying Don’t be so afraid Because I’m dying too.
And through the cracks of 2 am, darkness slips in.


Tears Tell the TruthI have shed my tears for you, This last time. I'm exhausted And there aren't any tears left- For anything. It all hardly seems worthy, Of all this discontent.Tears Tell the Truth
I haven't slept, My tears have kept me up, And I've felt my heart break More than once. My mind will not move on, And I cannot sink into any slumber. Dreams that come to me only replay, Again and again.
This declaration means nothing, For I have already cried on. I guess I don't really have control. My words believe this lie, But these tears know better-


Open DoorI pull and pull, but no luck. I am stuck outside a world That belongs in the palm of my hand I am trapped beyond an easily attainable goal And all that I know, everything I see Is hypocrisy Blatant idiocy And an array of cy’s I could re- Cite to an unfortunate infinityOpen Door
No door can keep me out I hold a pen! There is no weapon greater, No foe more formidable Than that bringer of thought. No mere door Can begin to withstand A barrage of adjectives, So mighty, So enveloping So…Wait! I am in the door, and I pulled no


The look in his eyeBy the look in his eye I saw what has become of me, before the blade cut through his flesh, before I hid his body in the lake, I saw myself.The look in his eye
I weeped at the thought of what I have become, A monster, who never saught regression from his actions, who would laugh at the horror of his doing.
I never thought I would become, this monster, who dwelled within me, though I cannot understand why at first I yearned to do this, and after concieved be disturbed of the thought.
I saw the man early one afternoon, despising every action, every word,  


A Knife and a HaloA smile set to beguile and defile into exile, erstwhile,A Knife and a Halo
a cigarette meant to offset
the regret of the brunette. But it was kismet. The sunset, The duet and the sweat. A halo all aglow, ready to give the deathblow that will echo and follow like a shadow that you should have long ago outgrown. A knife, the user rife with strife. A lowlife, living a hard life. She lies, h
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John the Ninja; "And then the dog said 'RUFF RUFF RUFF!!'"
Bill; "Hah! Then what happened?"
John the Ninja; "I frikken stabbed him dude..."
(thought i'd one up your smiley with a hug)
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you seem so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex, the stranger with your door key, explaining that i am just visiting. and i am finally seeing why i was the one worth leaving.
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Don't worry about your heart, it will last you as long as you live.
W.C. Fields
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you seem so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex, the stranger with your door key, explaining that i am just visiting. and i am finally seeing why i was the one worth leaving.
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the kind of love you can carve into a tree / always carved a hole in me
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"It's beautiful, the way it's meant to be, beautiful but it don't do shit for me, so peel away a little skin and choke upon the bone..."
I've been meaning to check out your poetry and now I can in one place.
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