Other Cool Fucking People


MMMMellow Magenta Morning Sunday flowing through silk twisting with the Evergreen trees permeating through my soul as I walk along gracefully sold Energetic atoms fall upon my nose and giggle as they float by- unaware or unaffected that any momentMMM
may be their last... The birds chirp melancholy harmony to wake the sleeping life in my hands My eyes wide with contemptious screams yearning for reason when none is needed Sell me, mountain, Sell me Taste the beauty if you can feel it...


marble one redi spin like that one red marble, who screamed acrossmarble one red
hundreds of rings scratched in hardpack earth. that old destroyer, dreadnought and terror of dust seas
i saw her a pirate frigate, who'd knock any glassy aside a planet who ripped through solar systems with total disregard for hurt knuckles or broken hearts.
who bled and kept bleeding, jesu christo of the schoolyard boys whose's collections all repented for
my tigereyes and galaxies
theyd all wanted that one marble. my titus tyrant rex, defender of the Faith,
because i tol


GraffittiGRAFFITTI - 11.4.2003Graffitti
The seasons dance In a melancholy waltz Fingertips engraved names with kisses On the oak walls of my heart Leaving traces of who I used to be On the forgotten lines between
I used to sit and reminisce Fate, in its irony, makes me the fool now A marionette in my own dark masterpeice I used to answer The bottled letters
That drifted to the shores of my soul But now, I collect broken glass And wish for the right question to ask
Tiled walls
hope you're all right!
i miss ya!
--
--Everything under the sun is in tune; but the sun is eclipsed by the moon
--
Again the burden of losing rests upon my shoulders, and its weight seems unbearable. Your tomb is where your heart is. I should have told her, but within me hid a secret so terrible. To cry is to know that you're alive, but my river of tears has run dry.
Previous Page12345...Next Page