Saturday, February 26, 2011
Crude Hope
I remember your face, I remember the life, I remember that light
Dangerously charming, alarmingly crude
You were such an ass sometimes, but then you would crack a joke
My lips could not hold back a boorish smile
There was so much I hoped for you, now hope is all I have left
I can't catch sight of you for it would be destruction
I sit in solitude and I remember
I will remember your face, I will remember the life, I will remember that light
I will hope to see you again, to see you better than before
To crack a crude joke and lose ourselves in laughter
Two in One
I would like to know what's behind closed doors
I want to know, who is pulling the strings?
When to laugh
When to dance
When to witness strange things
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Untitled - 1-26-11
Another year, another jade stone
Put it in the pile with the others
Another dream dashed, another fear hatched
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Addictive Waters 2-8-11
I told you the tale of a monster that rages beneath the waters
I told you how hard I wrestled him down, how he fell into a deep sleep
I held your hand and warned you of the precipice
Begged you to let that monster doze
If stirred again, he will wake with a hunger far more insatiable
He'll cast you into the waves and feed on your strength
With a blow to your head all rationality will be lost
Gone will be the memory of those endeared to you
He will spend his time on your heart
Savor every last pearl of it's sweet, red syrup
Eat around what's already gone bad, leaving only what's decayed
Gone will be the warmth toward those endeared to you
When the last breath is on your lips, he will strike you a deal
While your body full of holes and tendons holding you up
An offer to restore you, an elixir just for this occasion
He'll give you your bone to sign your flesh and a cloak to mask your pain
Gone will be the memory of those endeared to you
Gone will be the warmth toward those endeared to you
Anew will be the grinding servitude to one who owns you
I sat by the bay to wipe your tears
I told you the tale of a monster that rages beneath the waters
I told you how hard I wrestled him down, how he fell into a deep sleep
I held your hand and warned you of the precipice
Begged you to let that monster doze
Still you shook that monster until he awoke
I watched him swallow you whole and fade into the abyss
Monday, February 7, 2011
A few to start it off . . .
Blue Picasso - a tribute to The Blue Period, 1-5-11
Be still in the sadness
Understand the pain
There is nothing to lose here
But all is to gain
Harness deepest anguish
To let shine on it, light
Show purest emotion
Not hidden in joy, but Blue, used to fight
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Wanderlust - written sometime in August of 2010
Dire from within
Skin a putrid green
Disease seeping through
Lecherous eyes, yellow with yearn
The monster rages and spurns the concious mind
No regard for morality, no revere from humanity
Clawing at the eyes, tearing at the mind
Lo, the beast rages on
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Lonely Body
On the edge of darkness looking down
Toes to the cliff's lip, downward fell
The lilt of the air rearranged the limbs
Rocks inflexible to absorb the corpse
Moon in full radience, casing the flesh
Skin pale grey, eyes gone cold
Chest sunken, legs on awkward display
Waters lap at the lifeless form
Cold, lonely body