here's some of my crap



enjoi

...Deep Thought...

Awakened to the baking sun,
and I find, yet again, I've slept beside my gun,
my one
and only
trusted friend...
and I, my greatest enemy.
A single bullet in the chamber,
for that is all I need.
Soon the day fades into forgotten,
and the night flushes in over the sky
as beautiful as a broken hymen
puddled between spread legs.
My mind clings like static fabric
to sinister thoughts of semi-automatics.
Cold convictions,
Cold religions,
no love loss for mindless victims.
Then, as brisk as the wind blows
outside of my windows
vengeance flees me.
The vengeance is infectious.
Demons run rampant inside the mind,
and I find
myself,,,,,
my greatest enemy.

...SomeOne...

I remember summer twisting inward
like a curved and jagged dagger.
I recall choking on my words,
with no breath left to exhale a voice.
I know you as not so faithful,
I sheathed between painful and hateful
moods.
But, as my words could not penetrate my inhibitions,
I catered to my own addictions.
You gazed in awe as I morphed before you,
You gazed in awe as I watched you fall.
I recall the velvet lining
of the coffin you looked fine in.
I remember when summer would leave us
as fake as a melting plastic Jesus
baking under summer's sun...

You were someone who dared,

you were someone who cared,

you were someone.

...t.v. failed me...

I SEEK
words of wisdom
from my television,
words to live by with ambition.
But t.v. failed me.
At the first incision,
crimson dripping
vision fading like my pulse's rhythm.
My faith is weaker than your morals
the crimson splatters in a patternous mural.
Bring your florals in a basket,
grieving love above the casket.
Drop me down into the dirt,
I only got what I deserved.
but if my soul is ever disturbed,
a searing spirit will be unearthed.

...Miscreants on the PromiseLand...

Heavy is the mind of the thinking man,
worry crawls inside like a spider to it's web
as the truth is entangled..
nervously shaking, twitching, confliction...
faltering at the edge,
do you get the fucking message??
Kill them all before
they engage in war
destroying all they can
invading troops abuse your land.

Heated is the core of the vengeant man,
machinating the consequence at hand.
A mob of miscreants on your sand
dishonest to your promiseland.
Kill them all before
they engage in war.

We, so righteous
they, close-minded
We are guided
them, uninvited

'God is on your side young man
don't pray for a fucking thing...
God is on our side young man
destroy the fucking war pigs'

one more before i go


...untitled...


Drool out your philosophies
for our lives are spit,,
used fluids on the floor.
The singed wings of fallen angels
melt into the sand
of a barren wasteland.
Look into these plastic cold eyes
and lose yourself in my loneliness.
Stare into yourself,
you are as fake as Christ
or the idea of the H-bomb as a measure of peace-keeping..
At point break, the waves come rushing
crashing down
and soon we'll drown.
Look into these lifeless pupils,
and as the world ends before you
feel my cold and satin hands roam about your body
as you gasp in passion without exhale.
I roll my fingers down the curves of your breasts.
Your thoughts are damned
while my words are spraypainted against the armor skies.
Fallen angels whisper their lullaby
in the language of the wind,
heard but uninterpretted.
The waves come rushing in,
as were slowly drowned in sleep.
Goodnight fair lover,
you were my everything.
..