Listen to my Band"I should love you
for who you were
not hate you
for what I wish
you'd been
(love love love love
love love love love)"
Your Hand Full of Hours: Two new songs.
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Mischief NightMischief Night (make a career out of it)Mischief Night
I hope the Sheriff's humble abode is plastered with eggs by streetpunks and I pray for a heatwave so his house sizzles in the morning sun Smoke signals rise in the shape of thought bubbles Officer Asshole--King of Traffic Tickets and plastic handcuffs-- Lady Roadkill--queen of dustbusters and telenovellas-- both jump from their backyard jacuzzi running naked onto the front lawn flipping a shit-- Her screaming, "James, get your gun!" Him flopping around half-erect, covered in soap-suds Egg yolk weeping down the window-finish like piss &n
by ~TheActionIndex
Amen East JabibFuel the baby's milkbottle with drops of Bourbon from the bastard tit "Don't you cry no mo'. Don't you don't you don't you--" Don't you know the record's skipping in the rickshaw? The singer's having his heartattack jazz or something The conductor weepily wishes he'd gone with Free Credit Report dot com Choir ladies are conformists--now how do ya feel about that? It's only a matter of time till the Geico gecko runs for president The Burger King is the King of England Ronald McDonald turns up on To Catch a Predator nervously nibbling a chocolate chip cookie in a thirteen yAmen East Jabib
by ~TheActionIndex
NULL AND VOIDNULL AND VOIDNULL AND VOID
Women l-l-love a man in uniform . . war scars under the eyes, along the abdomen . . battle badges above the breast pocket . . bullshit barstool stories outta the corners of my mouth and I can hear the underwear dropping to the floor. I carry a piece of the Oval Office with me wherever I go. Ovaries dock up and down Avenue Montaigne when I use my deep American voice and someone white-knuckles the streets thinking of the telephone voice faraway in New York . . Turkish bathhouses and chic Paris art galleries where Monet is just a commodity--telephone wires around the throat behind windows and walls . . gets em real wet
by ~TheActionIndex
Buried on the MoonBuried on the MoonBuried on the Moon
What would the weather matter if you were buried on the moon? Forever draped in the face of Earth--flash and boom--the sky is you-- You were always oh-so modest--on mute like a late-night cartoon
You'll smash Pacific tides against Summer shorelines--you are the typhoon and it is you--Father Forecast--flash and boom--who stirs the ocean askew What would the weather matter if you were buried on the moon?
When lonely I'll look through the toy telescope--watch you loom from my room Your epitaph hanging midheaven--a dab of pastel-gray paper mache--auric hue &nb
by ~TheActionIndex
Favourites
FleshFlesh I blew alcoholic bubblesFlesh
Sugar pink and chocolate black – broke my back With a spoon
Dissecting cupcakes – shakes
My left hand – it hurts That I still can’t feel my ribs Through the frothy cake frosting dress Pounds of evil flesh Plague all my dreams – you broke all the mirrors
But I can still see my reflection
In the pieces and the bath
You told me there was a woman once Who killed her husband Tore him limb from limb And ate him for her dinner
And all I could think of was How much fat was in his fl
by ~toriholic
house where nobody liveshe was a place in which i sought comfort a roof with shingles and no leaks his spine was the creaky floor underfoot his eyes wiggling doorknobs the sound of his voice was a warm parlor nobody lives there anymore.house where nobody lives
by =screamandsugar
Spider fightby ~Zydraiko
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- Current Residence: Where the traffic detours outnumber the miserable people.
- Interests: Talk radio, poetry and prose, doom, all that the term grim entails.
- Favourite band or musician: Coffins, Unearthly Trance, Pentagram, Ignivomous, Khanate.
- Favourite genre of music: Doom/sludge, black metal, death metal.
- Favourite poet or writer: Myself.
- Operating System: Linux
- MP3 player of choice: A mini Creative Labs player which holds all of my music and personal literature. <3
- Favourite game: DooM for the PC.
- Favourite gaming platform: PC.
- Favourite cartoon character: Sonic. Did you know his voice was done by Steve Urkel from Family Matters?
- Tools of the Trade: Brain, hands.
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Searching my heart for it's true sorrow
This is what I find to be:
That I am weary of words and people
Sick of the city, wanting the sea.
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I am afraid that once I get to Heaven, God will sneeze and I won't know what to say.
God made men first. Then he had a better idea!
Member of =SkyAndNatureClub and ~THEDABANDNERDCLUB
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I am afraid that once I get to Heaven, God will sneeze and I won't know what to say.
God made men first. Then he had a better idea!
Member of =SkyAndNatureClub and ~THEDABANDNERDCLUB
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"Why can't we see that the garden is beautiful without believing there are fairies at the bottom of it?" - Douglas Adams
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I feel like you are watching what I am doing, and i want you to know its not your fault...
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Imagine a world without photography
I'm finishing up a couple of manuscripts, fighting off loneliness with a stick, taking classes, performing poetry readings, doing everything I can to maintain my sanity, etcetera.
How are you? How's school? How's art and music? How's everything?
I was wondering about you recently, so this comes as quite a coincidence.
Anyway, that does it for my incessant rambling. Farewell thee.
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