Thursday, May 04, 2006
more poetry
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9/10/05
what havent I done?My compromises never endured injury
and my inocently hardened into a shell.You can't cure lovely.
You are selfish.And you don't deserve to be my fish.
10/01/05
tell her you will not forget to call
she isn't proposed at all.
I will not allow this doubt to sand me any less
When i had all she gave.
Just warm arms, mutilated fantasies and unplaced teeth.
We could have an armageddon of sorrow.
Estate to take.
A smile that can't lie.
Your actions are windful and open holes,
below soaring trains screaming.But no notes.
4/16/06
I'm fucking invisable to all your invincablesOn my intermission
I grab for a needle
I think of you.
touching me.
How I hate it,
when it's flesh of mine.
and I release
and blink and just
think and think
then tell myself. it wont
happen again
4-16-06
So Iv'e decided not to collect from you this time.
Her, Iv'e warned her.
& though her ignorance is not hope.
the fine pain spurts pleasure while eyes wetly burn.
I have been told Iv'e given you an excuse to change your ways.
beauty is ugly
at it's best.
I dont give about your self institution.
If I said. wouldn't mean you'd know.
If you knew. you'd understand I am mad.
words defeat me. They are more; Only when sterile.
{body language- 55%
[voice tone - 38%
{words- 7%
^ this is the intellect of those
statisticalconversationalists.
12-17-05
scribble on every page
sterilizing ceiling lamp
rushing silence
dead air anoyance
her eyelashes,the same
as dark deep forests
I get lost all over the place.
I wonder why the blessed ones
don't notice their happiness,
want to show them things, save them
before they truely contain sadness.
I know that this blindness is sin
and will eat them like me.
deeper everytime, dissenting to
the greatest of out of hand.
1/10/06
all i recall
was looking up at her
above me.
then noticing every inch of me
from bottom to fullest height.
the length of it seemed sensible.
i stopped counting numbers
in what she made my relaxation.
i held tight
onto the bed.
kept trying to find ground to hold.
Just this wall i have. flat.
and my fingers sweaty
from her back.
my head was wanting more.
i didn't need
anymore.
all of her mouth clamping to the outside of my jaw.
And i just recall.
her sensible eyes.
and i was looking down.
at my own body.
my beautiful body.
i did nothing for her
though she still moaned for me.
applying more sweat under my nails
digging for another outburst of tension
and everything to shut up. possibly forever.
A lie and a farce and a fake;
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