Muddy foot prints
Carbon cyclone
This house on fire
Critical damage
Chicago crash
This house on fire
The havoc it caused
Instinctively moved
Saturday, April 26, 2008
Monday, April 14, 2008
Priscilla
Her crashing steel fists
Dragging along
The cold concrete
In these silent little suburban pit holes
Riddled with pitfalls
Gauging herself against the light
Casting shadows
From her amber eyes
The trickle trickle trickle of the sewer gutter
She watches herself in the rain
Purely situational
She has cocaine white nails
Soft butter skin
Trailing all over her thighs
A story told like valleys
Split in the earths crust
Her naked vortex
Decimate the coinciding faces
Leaving you feeling
Like a chain reaction car crash
Swerving down the free-way
Sexually explicit, overly private
She gravitates to image
Her fame a dying candle
That we are not sure ever got lit
Yet just was
And is, for now
Her T.K.O. kisses
From those brandy lips
Which I have sipped in moderation
And drank to excess
all the same
She is purely situational
Sexually explicit
Over all private
Monday, March 31, 2008
The Train Station
So again we stop
Basking over the bridges
Crashing air
Turned down
Stunning brilliance
She stood there by the bus stop
Train station glances
Cheering her on
With his viscious tounge ties
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Saturday, March 8, 2008
Dove Out Windows
All dressed up and nowhere to go
Amanda, Amanda
Who is paying the bills
Who is paying the bills
Amanda, Amanda
Get going, set sail
Amanda, Amanda
And call up my number
Amanda, Amanda
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Advanced Intensity
I've become certified
A brash generalization
That I am ready
...I'm really not ready...
Sunday, March 2, 2008
Saturday, March 1, 2008
ISO 200 30 Seconds
Oh Gloucester beaches
Rocky shores
Outstretched arms
And midnight crashes
Drive me under
Big waters
Hold me down
Don't let go
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
The Rough Clips
We drove to those rough cliffs
Turned of the engine
Listened to the dying hum
The smell of gasoline and Camel smoke
We go off into the night
Stories telling the time to me
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Mobile Dynamite
Five diffrent ways
OF seperating the you
In everything you finish
Complete the circle
Complete the square
Complete complete complete
The semi-sonic waves
Of her semi-seismic thighs
Sandy beaches
Dusky bed sheets
Sprawling into eternity
Complete
Complete
Operation dead
Abandon
Abandon
Operation dead
Abandon
Abandon
Friday, February 22, 2008
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Brush Away Your Flaws
The elegant truths of the universe
As narrated
By the soft silken shore thighs
Of a young heiress
The Boys in the Lab
Civil cannon balls
Baby lets get gone
Baby lets get gone
Can't remember the sight
Baby
Lets get gone
Lets get gone
Baby baby baby
OH baby baby baby
Lets get gone
Gone get gone
Saturday, February 16, 2008
The never failing question
The many miles
That stretched me out
From
Back bay
To south shore
torn in two
the sound of rain setteling
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Tangled Tangled Tangled Tangled
Ferocious hum
Ferocious hum
Oh god not again
Oh god not again
Ferocious hum
Ferocious hum
Oh god not again
Oh god not again
These tiny details, the synapses of life
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Crowded to the future
From the dirt on my feet
Come these souls in my bones
Phantom Vibrations
Always talking
Never touching
Lips locked
Sending out signal fires
Faceless kisses
Faceless kisses
Oh you give me faceless kisses
Monday, February 11, 2008
Ocean to Oceanica
Ten times double taking
Left shoulder glances
To your face of all things
I place you on
The pedestal
Where nothing made except my masochistic
Plans to further remodel
My ever changing face
From a trophy case of scars
To a trophy case of fault lines
Taken down one by one before the sun has time to cause blame
To rest on my shoulders
My damaged withered shoulders
Rotten like drift wood
Filled with holes
And salt
And
Damages
Blossoming like flowers
Out of the dirt that is
Your skin
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