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Thursday, 05 November 2009
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the lovers anonymous
Be here a grove and depth begin it a hole encounter for the entered to thinner and thinner break through its desolate path.
And dainty in their footsteps rides the beast upon their sails blown like grass over
their head.
Took by force this place and deceived like the man who serpent hissed and brought to death by th light that shone and the shadows that it created.
The soft mellow beating of the metallic drone over the yells of faraway preachings tolls.
And he sings out to her, her song and in his agony belches over oceans his graceful wiffle.
And to her songs and melodies mush, so she takes it like a candy and suckles the taste in her mouth.
"take me, i remember and taste you, dear those nights on the prowl i told i would and so fly and dance under my arms."
and the hills and enemy rose to bring and torture the lovers fight, a space and time innumerable. Old and ghastly souls unite and rise from the potted beds like vapor from the mouths of dragons. padded settled and thrown the bodies go, and the tumbbled wrek lies still and the message had no place to begin. You never really meant to read or care, old elfish men who sprayed the father's tail red and gold. This tale will never grow to old.
Tuesday, 27 October 2009
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Currently
Sounds of Silence
By Simon & Garfunkel
see relatedthe sound of silcence
new lyrics to the song sound of silence,
(i think this should be a poetry form
just so it could be my favorite)
welcome company of friends
Ive come to talk to you again.
forever marble tightly streaking
listens to waters without weeping
but the chills that are planted in my brain
still remain
and the bows of tyrants.
the angry vision, hear them mourn
this is the pocket nearly turned.
the fascist markets gone and whistling
and the socialists not listening
from the singers who are preaching in my head
are they fed?
with the vow of silence.
Saturday, 03 October 2009
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a dream of death, good, michael jackson and john lennon.
I have a headache
teach me to swim over the minds of these dwellers
and speak to the angels
i reach for them;
hold out a palm in acceptance
take me to your palace i'd like to re-ask you.
as i am a princess of finest relaxment
to toast and to cheer with these frenzied gay bastards
while we talk of good things we did with our time;
the things back on earth, when we were alive.
goblins never did stir here in our presence
and boulders that fell on the sickly called peasants;
why; we never passed once starving children, a shrug on our shoulders
yet maintained society with grace and with smolder
for the capitol statement told us still
our rights were those written
we were told to stand still.
we cocked our great horses
and rode the high trail
reaching for peace
they said we'd all fail
we took our souls
and told them how
it looked from there,
this place we say we own:
the disaster and pity
we all need to see,
recognized bodies
and sheets not clean.
we so cried for them
so; now you take part.
we left there, just us three
across a great arc.
at great height they said
"Sonja you understand that this light
it was never the future nor heaven nor hell
not god, or strangers, not a new place to dwell,
this place is the exit, the way out of prison"
they gave me the pill and said
"dear, do come hither"
i mounted my stead of justice and pain
and rode off with them to the end of the plane
this is where things got foggy i'd like to recall
the wonders of nothing
just nothing at all.
Wednesday, 16 September 2009
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Currently
J.S. Bach: Inventions and Sinfonias (Complete)
giga
see relatedfinally punctuation
ding and follow
a splashing color
night is here and fun times follow
greater times exist. But
when the butterflies wrap around your ankles
you know your going the right way.
a kiss, and touch, a gentle cheek and tongue.
words whisper a dry tender thought in my ear
describe your time here alone a foreverland
take the path for the time prevailed
and a lesson learned
from death and toil
is the heart and the love for the people we see
the rest of the world good and bad be not here in our minds
let the planet's plea cry out for an ache to stop
its us and how we move things
a special notch smells of vinegar and a hug or sticky slime.
home and clean a place for a special while
let me help you stand and take that from you.
a dreadfully jealous child.
Wednesday, 02 September 2009
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Currently
Pretty In Pink: Original Motion Picture Soundtrack
see relatedepiphany
lend me a spark,
flame ignite
lover by my side
a darkened tunnel
cozy and inside the deepest wounds
take the tree branch splay it across
the undersides of rigid edges
and the soft crease in the sand
hold tight and the roads become one
a central destination
water fills and rain pours
we open the faucets to the sky
and sing us in this cove
our screeching calls
out there to tell them all
i want to tell them all
my greatest secret
the world renewed
a spice worth ten times than that from the corners of the earth
a present stored kept waited
heated
stired fermented
and now it sits in my open mouth
and its burning sensation drifts
the clocks tick into place
and the smoke rises in the distance
and the summer night
the one in the cool evening air comes back to me
i recline in the most awkward places
and love
a deep and meaningful word comes to mind
the feeling to help resides
and the world becomes so much greater in this light
take my vorpal sword in hand
create a place and child
loved so much to burst and shown the opportunities
i put myself before my saviors
a humble servant
forever faithful
to my dear earth
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