Monday, November 28, 2011

out on the open road

Standing out in the fall forest, a white elephant

a stand out stand alone looking fo a pack
hoping not to draw the negative attentions
tense with the news
shamed in the blues
ways i knew and now
i just dont know
Silent on the telephone.
in the forest, but not alone
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Saturday, November 26, 2011

The crash
Eat every little piece
Of broken bloody glass

The flavours of defeat
Bitter and disheartening
To know the blame of this collapse.

In the embellished truth
Lies told in time
To cover watering eyes.

In the new clear dawn
Brought in with all the frustrations
Of birds clawing their way south.

Us and every one
Send them a sign
You're paying attention.

The taste of seatbelt
Ripped through the waste
The sirens cry out fierce
Among the carnage.

A belly full
A sorrowful goodbye
To the joyful times
Blood on the pavement in my eyes.

the little hope
In her little ring
Ashamed their is nothing to offer.

In, out
The jaws tear through
Machines put life in you.

Visit, thanks.

Monday, November 14, 2011


It starts slow
A little drip
A drop
The pressure builds.
A drop
A drip
It starts slow.

Visit, thanks.

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

si vous n'arretez pas de me faire sentir comme une merde, et dire je t' aime.
Je pourrais aussi bien ne pas exister.

Tuesday, November 1, 2011


forget us not.. we are the..
underbellied, and cut.
kicked in the *ing face.

internet holds no bounds.
texting, sexting..

everything is recorded, even pain.
a loss of sleep.
everything is torn.