Here's the thread where I'll just go and make up poetry on the spot according to what I feel.

To gaze about, and have it within you
--What within you? A power?
The power of possibility
These hands of mine
These hands of mind
They control what is placed
Within them, they control
An environment of my choosing
Yet...
What happens when
Something intangible is placed in them?
Will they fail me? They can not control
What they can not touch.
Like a life.

~"Helplessness"
05/17/01 (11:22pm)

Girl:
Lost in her tears.
Boy:
Drowned in his fears.
Child:
Forgotten in its pain.
Teen:
Covered by a stain.
Humanity:
We are nowhere near
The dream of being sane.

-"Archetypal Jigsaw"
05/17/01 (11:25pm)

Confusion abounds;
The roaring wind of startlement
Blows through the
Cavernous catacombs,
The roaring tunnels,
of a Hollowed-Out Heart--
To blow away the last
Remnants of monstrous pain
And, to build a world
Free of you.

~"Tiffany's Epiphany"
05/17/01 (11:29pm)

A blank wall:
Uninspired, insipid,
Uninspiring...
Can you see the wall
Beneath the pupils
Of my eyes?
Y'know, they say
The eyes--
They are the windows
of the soul.

~"Soulsearching"
05/17/01 (11:33pm)

Spies
All around me
Glaring
They prod me
Weeping
I push them
Knowing
The inevitable
They
Will always be,
Always,
A part of me.

~"Upon Dumping Two Best Friends"
05/19/01 (12:13am)

These are great. You're seriously coming up with this stuff off the top of your head? You rock. And I still love Fucking Is Just A Prelude To Insanity.

thanks... i really am making this up off the top of my head... which can explain the lack of quality and the repeptitive themes, but oh well... it's crap but i keep writing

My eyes are closed
They dream dark dreams
Of how your flesh,
Under candle light, gleams

Of how your lips
Taste with red wine
Of how I fell
For that first pick up line

My hands are clenched
They bleed with pain
Of the time you walked
Away in the rain

Of the time you said
"I hurt you too much"
And left me without
One fleeting last touch

My lips are curved
In a peaceful smile
I so wanted to die
In any old style

But I realized
My memories of you
Will keep me living
While I find someone new.

~"Infatuation"
05/19/01 (5:26pm)

Gone and back
Thunderous appeal
I can still smell
That haze you have
The halo of who you are
Permeating my thoughts
Spreading my legs
Breaking my will
Breaking me
Everything I believe
You kill and resurrect
Everything of what I am
You bring out and more
You drink up, and drink of
My nectar, my ambrosia
My spirit and yet
I'm so hollow
Wrangled by my own fear
Sucked dry by my own
Blasphemous insecurity
"You'll fall in love with her
Or her or her or her
And you'll leave me all alone
Like I deserve... fetid creature
That I am... fetid monster..."
That lazy smile; adorable
You finally speak after
The gears in your head turn
The intense glare of your eyes burn
And you say:
"Shut up."
Your tongue does all the talking
But your lips don't move.

~"Nectar"
06/30/01 (9:35pm)

Once again
Spun on a wheel
The spokes tear
Into my side
The tear slides
Into the spokes
And I am free-wheeling
Once again

~"Fate-Bound"
06/30/01 (9:51pm)

Whining lil bitch
That I am
Plotted from the start
Pain given; pain received

Nuts and bolts...
Nutty and bolting
From the fear
Can't stand it

There's no escape
From what I am
Futility... fragility
And all in all,
Serendipity

Putrescent behemoth
That I am
Programmed from the start
Commands given; commands received

Traps and traipses
Trapped and traipsing
Off the edge
We all know

How this ends
Repression... oppression
Before death comes
Depression

Angst-ridden teen
That I am
Damned from the start
Love given; love received

Ends and beginnings
Ended, and beginning
To see the pattern
Close my eyes

Breath... death...

... break... the Great Machine creaks... coming down from the broken sky...

Against plot
Against program
Against damnation
Landing into
My weary world
Wading through
The fear
Bringing back from
The edge
Changing all
The patterns
Pain still thrives yet
No commands are given
And the love... oh the love...
How can one man take it?
How can anyone live through
All this pain that we've been through?
I would do it all again
If it meant I would
Spend twice as much time
With you.

~"Deux Ex Machina"
06/30/01 (106pm)

There is a voice
In all of us
Calling us to our calling
Kneading us through our needs
To kill and be killed
To love to achieve to desire
What are we to
Know the dimensions of our world?
In this insanity
One word
Can change everything
Send you spinning through
A world of melting clocks
And closed doors, where the bars
Slide over your flesh
Locking you deep
Trapping you in your own
Struggle against the worlds
And patriotic fire of two
Leaders, who think they know best
And yet, barely know anything.

~"Double Paradigm"
08/04/01