In the adventures of who
on the back streets of now,
lies an other you know,
a reverse sacred cow.
Strange looking thing,
too twisted to tell
what dangers it hides
in that mirror from hell.
I am intrigued by how words mean when we imply that they do,
how they tend to break up across the rock of accountability
and in the soup kitchen of the unconscious.
Do you know what I mean?
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Showing posts with label Eat me.. Show all posts
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Friday, October 9, 2009
Friday, October 2, 2009
Friday, April 17, 2009
Any Other Way
I never knew any other way to be who I am
without your constant watchful eye
clinging and clamoring for more
of me than I could give
to fill that special place
that you must build
for those you devour.
without your constant watchful eye
clinging and clamoring for more
of me than I could give
to fill that special place
that you must build
for those you devour.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Nausea
Somehow you manage to worm your way into the recesses of my gut,
t
w
i
s
t
i
n
g,
goading,
meddling
like a jackhammer in jello.
I don’t know why I play with you any more.
t
w
i
s
t
i
n
g,
goading,
meddling
like a jackhammer in jello.
I don’t know why I play with you any more.
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