We all die
On hills painted white
With the memory of a stain
That lies
On the line of the future
Old ties
Are bleached in the sun
Weaker than a memory
But cut
Deeper than a dream
We all try
Clutching at half-hearted straws
What counts is falling short
To lie
Bloodied on some lost hill
How we got here
Hangs like importance
But our feet don’t know
The way home
There is no looking back
Asking why
Was nothing at the time
Just slippery seconds
Passing by
Too fast to count
We all try
With maybes in our belts
And daydreams in our coats
Stained white
With the memory of the future
Monday, March 30, 2009
Sunday, March 29, 2009
The Old Man
I am the cancer
That creeps
With sickly green fingers
And teeth
I am the shadows
Behind closed eyelids
I am the whispers
When nobody hears
I am you
When the coast is clear
That creeps
With sickly green fingers
And teeth
I am the shadows
Behind closed eyelids
I am the whispers
When nobody hears
I am you
When the coast is clear
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Wrecking Ball
It's knockdown town
That keeps you humble
Ears on the ground
And out of trouble
Grind you up
Grind you down
Step over the rubble
It's only up from here
We're at gutter level
Next stop stars...
That keeps you humble
Ears on the ground
And out of trouble
Grind you up
Grind you down
Step over the rubble
It's only up from here
We're at gutter level
Next stop stars...
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Feet
Please don't cut yourself crying
It's a long unsteady step from normal
Bruises can hide beneath long sleeves
At least until someone reaches out
They touch you when you aren't ready
So you bite and fight and pull away
But they care enough to suffer
And you're worth enough to recover
Please don't cut yourself down
You aren't hanging from a cross
But from our waiting arms.
It's a long unsteady step from normal
Bruises can hide beneath long sleeves
At least until someone reaches out
They touch you when you aren't ready
So you bite and fight and pull away
But they care enough to suffer
And you're worth enough to recover
Please don't cut yourself down
You aren't hanging from a cross
But from our waiting arms.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Fair Weather Friend Falls in Hard Times
If you face me I am not there
Bones of smoke and ashes
When I smile don't think I care
I'm gonna light you on fire
I'm gonna burn you up to the sky
I'm gonna sell your soul
And I will feel bad for a time
But the others they will make me whole
You seem so sad lately
Don't show me your tears
I am the life in your second breath
I am not there
I am not there
Bones of smoke and ashes
When I smile don't think I care
I'm gonna light you on fire
I'm gonna burn you up to the sky
I'm gonna sell your soul
And I will feel bad for a time
But the others they will make me whole
You seem so sad lately
Don't show me your tears
I am the life in your second breath
I am not there
I am not there
Giving up the Anger
Do you wake up into mess
Feel the seething anger in your bones
Stoke the flames
Stoke the flames
Perhaps you will burn up
And your cooling ash will know
The healing touch of breeze
Feel the seething anger in your bones
Stoke the flames
Stoke the flames
Perhaps you will burn up
And your cooling ash will know
The healing touch of breeze
Monday, March 23, 2009
Tokyo drifter
Remind me of what you believe
Wearing your heart on your sleeve
You are invincible
And humble
Tokyo sifter
Home is a no man's land's home
Beneath the starsets you roam
You are invisible
And able
To piece together the dark
To hold yourself up to the light
You are the teeth of the shark
The taste of a fright
Tokyo drifter
Remind me of what you believe
Wearing your heart on your sleeve
You are invincible
And humble
Tokyo sifter
Home is a no man's land's home
Beneath the starsets you roam
You are invisible
And able
To piece together the dark
To hold yourself up to the light
You are the teeth of the shark
The taste of a fright
Tokyo drifter
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Friday, March 20, 2009
Thursday, March 19, 2009
You Cannot Beat the Never Man
I could die a million deaths
Just to breathe a single breath
Cauterise my last regrets
Equalise my unpaid debts
Still it wouldn't be enough
Still I wouldn't measure up
I can never outshine him
He never even existed.
Just to breathe a single breath
Cauterise my last regrets
Equalise my unpaid debts
Still it wouldn't be enough
Still I wouldn't measure up
I can never outshine him
He never even existed.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Tired
Mummy come and take me home
I can’t look you in the eye
I don’t want to fall no more
I just want to fly
Sleep alights on tired wings
Exhaustion is my sigh
It’s dark and cold, so full of fear
A wandering am I
Mummy hold me in your arms
I remember them so well
Warm and strong and always there
To catch me when I yelled
Mummy I can’t hold my wings
No matter how I try
I don’t want to fall no more
I just want to fly
I can’t look you in the eye
I don’t want to fall no more
I just want to fly
Sleep alights on tired wings
Exhaustion is my sigh
It’s dark and cold, so full of fear
A wandering am I
Mummy hold me in your arms
I remember them so well
Warm and strong and always there
To catch me when I yelled
Mummy I can’t hold my wings
No matter how I try
I don’t want to fall no more
I just want to fly
Monday, March 16, 2009
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Sunday, March 08, 2009
Dear Karen, seeing as you are one of the few people who bother to follow my blog. Yes you. You know who you are. No not the person behind you. You.
If the first day
Is the worst day
Happy Birthday
Any way
Now you're older
Agent Mulder
From the X Files
Isn't gay
Or something.
Is the worst day
Happy Birthday
Any way
Now you're older
Agent Mulder
From the X Files
Isn't gay
Or something.
Saturday, March 07, 2009
Animals in Danger of Extinction
like the shoulder mounted weinershnitzle
or the stress-related fracture monkey
or the lesser spotted waffle hound
let us not forget
the purple-headed weiner toad
or the stress-related fracture monkey
or the lesser spotted waffle hound
let us not forget
the purple-headed weiner toad
Friday, March 06, 2009
Wednesday, March 04, 2009
Tuesday, March 03, 2009
I'm bad at vulnerability I like to tie off places Where mess might hide Might wander in to introduce themself Until I'm all kn...
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Are the bandaid To staunch The bleeding heart.
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Late It's practically done, more or less Plus or minus it's my best Effort if you squint and side-eye It. I'm sure it will get b...
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How many Reformed people does it take to change a light bulb? CHANGE!?! Begone heretic!