Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Unfinished
Love then was depthless bliss more real than life
The things one could never see burning deep
Through the ageless burdens and countless strife
Oh how we gave time to the weeping sleep
But love time is false and cruel delegating age
Birthing demons from the time we spent awake
Our minutes merits grow not like thyme, sage
But dies as the brutal rose life, sun take
Wild is not my spirit my words not love
Your eyes nothing but organs my hair dead
Do not romanticize me floating dove
We are not to grow love never to wed
But if life is my labor that I shan’t flea
Through life’s dirt and hate I want you and me
The things one could never see burning deep
Through the ageless burdens and countless strife
Oh how we gave time to the weeping sleep
But love time is false and cruel delegating age
Birthing demons from the time we spent awake
Our minutes merits grow not like thyme, sage
But dies as the brutal rose life, sun take
Wild is not my spirit my words not love
Your eyes nothing but organs my hair dead
Do not romanticize me floating dove
We are not to grow love never to wed
But if life is my labor that I shan’t flea
Through life’s dirt and hate I want you and me
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Monday, February 1, 2010
Devil shadow
moving stark legs pulsing blue vains
stretching down me over red thread
belly up down breaking back sound
ribcage filled with agony, dark pain
heavy heart falls stomach weak crawls
puddle breaks feet shallow blue rain
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