Getaway Car

Move on city girl.

Nothin' but a small town and heartbreak for you here.

The sun crawls across the sky slowly now.

Ive watched.

It leaves more time to stand still in the sunshine that once again is mine.

I feel hollow again.

Reborn.

Currently listening : Audioslave Release date: 2002-11-19

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The Space Between Thought and Action

My world is contained in small drops of bright lucid blue liquid that slowly drips from each of my fingertips onto the ground. Impact with the fact that nothing lasts forever. The image of myself distorts into something abstract and the canvas is never the same. Sense of touch, smell, and taste taken away for a moment lasting as long as my need for self destruction. Each thought consuming the next like a parasite making my hair stand on end as if each was trying to escape me. Abnormal hormonal activity has affected hasty affection. The conclusion that causes terrible contradiction. Constant notice is taken of the rhythmic apathy occurring inside the cage that is my chest. Below the lowest place is a lower region that can't be placed inside the normal boundaries of thought and other nonsensical babble that holds my mind down to the ground. Its insanity and ugliness is reassuring.    

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Spartan

how long must the sickness persist

a cist that cannot be controlled

or told and instead stays cold to

new worlds that unfold into bold

ideas that are left alone and shone

that inside this boy is a man who

has no place to call his home where

he could hone his senses and learn

from all the lessons thrown his way

like curveballs slamming into fences

catch breath to save what's left of

the moment passing and crashing

into the shore with a roar that's heard

and later told like lore because

he lives life like the captain of

a sinking ship but none can snap

that whip quite like life can break

your wit and leave you on your knees

pleading and bleeding out every last

lingering wish for peace of mind

but this life is no longer mine

its yours and its time to shine

to walk that line and show that you

pull as much as you push when push

comes to shove and it rains shame

from above as you stand tested and

unprotected and feel real pain you

find out that your the only one

to blame when that moment came

grow but stay low and don't dwell

on their low blows that make you choke

because they happen often between

the mirrors and the smoke and don't

lose your nerve just because you

didn't get what you deserved just

remember what you've learned

you only get what you've earned

Currently listening : XIII By Mushroomhead Release date: 14 October, 2003

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Ignore Me My Brother, And Pour Me Another.

Just some random things that have been itching to be scratched...

The air is often thick when you are here

lounging around in all of my thoughts

and I often choke when I try to breathe

while your madness buzzes round

up here in the clouds it is friendly

though I do miss the reassuring

feeling of good sturdy women

and their swift blows to the head

if only I had told of the secret

to life when it finally came

just before I drank all of the rum

and lost it in that last poker game

       but the man had this gun

       and sadly I couldn't run

       for I had drank every last

       drop of that damned rum

secrets may be found

when no one else is around

to piss on your shoes

and drink all of your booze

Currently listening : Crwn Thy Frnicatr By Psyclon Nine Release date: 24 October, 2006

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Between The Lines

She was talking to me in French again so I laid back, took a swig of my beer, and starred out across the bay at the lights that lined the shore. Each one seemed to slowly fade upward, invading the others as they too melted into the sky.  It was as if the horizon was on fire and the whole world had gone mad. Maybe it was only me that had gone mad.

A loud ringing in my ears made my face twitch and contort slightly as the sound grew and then came to a sudden stop. I looked over and she smiled and laid her head down. Her hair fell over her face and for a moment only her eyes shined through. I was looking at her as if I had seen her before. I truly had gone mad.

She said she was going to me a favor but I didn't know if could handle any more favors from people. She changed the music to something a little more upbeat. God damn it Harry Nilsson, get out of my head. She changed the tracks back and forth so that only parts of each song played, smearing into a cacophony of sound.

There was no witty rhyme to go with this night. No hip-hop like rhythm to get your toe tapping. There was nothing but solid contemplation and a feeling that left me further away from where I wanted to be. The world wasn't changing anymore. It stopped spinning. Stand still. Now, I had nothing left to hold me down to the earth.

Currently listening : Lucy Ford By Atmosphere Release date: 17 September, 2002

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I Left My Pain on The Mountain

            I wore shorts and ate fruit in the sun. I had VISIONS and vicious experiences. I went to the edge, came back for a power nap and went back. Freedom was the word on my mind and the sound in my voice.

            "Trust me, I do this all the time" was the mantra.

            I watched the clouds from God's Power Point listening to Folsom Prison Blues. I floated from one beer to the next. I'm now Legally insane. Watch your daughters. Im in the hammocks, rockin out.

Currently listening : Astro-Creep: 2000 By White Zombie Release date: 22 August, 1995

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I'd Rather be a Lightning Rod Than a Seismograph.

My truth is offensive, and that's the way I like it...

And I believe that real beauty exists when its found in ugliness...

Repetitive and brutal self inflicted pain...

Just one more shot, minute, this, that, drink, smoke, fuck, choke.

Mantra -

I almost feel sorry

that they patch up my life

bringing them in and

shoving them out

by instinct

by nature

by right

I almost feel sorry

that I can afford to forget

moving on to the next

shoving it aside

by instinct

by nature

by right

Currently listening : Lateralus By Tool Release date: 16 May, 2006

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Gravity

The sound of the waves from my front portch is beautiful as they brutalize the shore as if to say -

"You will not stop me"

Currently listening : Damnation By Opeth Release date: 22 April, 2003

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The Price of Poetry

Quietly inhaling the world through small painful lessons lessen in quantity the more you bitch and moan about the burning in your throat.

Only sickness numbs rage found in passion, and now I am terminal.

Despairs for pussies that can't hold their breath for longer than a lifetime.

Screams come up and air goes down while all around the world waits for words.

Quality of life found bound, beaten and raped with pens stabbed through the heart.

The very center of the system growing anxious and infectious, causing tonic spasms as lockjaw becomes a new form of expression.

The price of poetry.

Currently listening : Blackwater Park By Opeth Release date: 23 July, 2002

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Stolen

Shadows created from bursts of light

like photographs on walls

locked in a carnal dance

to the beat of busting beating organs

growing faster with the fluttering

of eyes that glow brighter but further and further

away with each stolen rhythmic

breath thrown from grinding teeth

that tear fear from the flesh

covering battle beaten natives

of new worlds to get lost

in giving away that which cant be taken away

from the imaginations of young

pulsating dreamers that fight the currents

of current ways to destroy

one another

or ways to recreate one another

in bursts of flattering light

only later to become dimmed

and smeared memories of a life

lived at the speed of an ending

to the beginning of loneliness but

this is not that time or place

to recollect the shame seen on faces but

to scrape and salvage time

from the bottoms of jars

so they may last until the morning

Currently listening : Damnation By Opeth Release date: 22 April, 2003

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Just A Thought

I never see her face, only her wake.

She would not be dreamt about, but would be the dream I wish I had.

My Dream: The state of matter in which a substance exhibits a characteristic readiness to flow, little or no tendency to disperse, and relatively high incompressibility.

Like warm soothing liquid

lost in the question of purpose,

she slips through my hopeful hands

as if they belonged to a blind man.

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bane

I could never hold someones hand

for longer than their attention span

because I had other hands to attend to

and bottles to break

Life was shattering right in front of me

And I couldnt move

because something was always ending

and beginning

I was caught in the middle

ready to strike

And its not like Im afraid of death

I kill pieces of myself all the time

so that I dont have to stand still

listening to the walls

and the flies on them

They buzz with sunshine to blow up your ass

I have been compared to many things

In my short days but

I am less like a wise man

And more like a storm drain

And I would die with a glimmer of hope

Still restless in their eyes

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To Be Brutally Honest…

Its that bitter sweet anticipation of the sound of

cracking bone that never comes

because at the last second Ive decided to be rational

to be brutally honest as opposed to

being horribly brutal and unbearably primal

in a need for blood sort of way

those wonderful moments after the words

filled with holes

that wonderful self perpetuated depressing sedative

then the thoughts

the miles of tape rewinding and playing back

at the worst possible moments

making you as predictable as menstruation

anything that helps with the cramps is my best friend

on my own flat earth I am predictable

to the point that I get bored with myself

so I couldnt blame anyone for asking

why the fuck they stick around

to watch me cram bottles down my throat like some

circus freak side show

when things stagnate we squirm like worms

to get back the friction

but before that we find ourselves asking the same questions

way too many times

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Six Seconds to Destroy a Love Poem

No more glass eyes and love poems

Second thoughts and milestones

Fake roses and mocking birds

Long nights and short words

Now please

Stop

The "just one more"

Talk

No more flashes and jokes

Medicated moments and high hopes

Last words and fast reactions

Blind faith and half ass incisions

Now I'm a

Writer

Instead of a

Murderer

No more screams and sweet tears

Sweating bodies and jealous fears

Our history and our future

Pain was our greatest teacher

Currently listening : Far Beyond Driven By Pantera Release date: 22 March, 1994

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Secrets Within Smiles (As Featured on the Myspace Poet Society)

Secrets within smiles,

Destruction often comes with soft gestures

Made by porcelain hands wrapped

Tightly in white lace.

Momentary silence,

Those short breathes of something

Living all around you that does

Not want to be heard.

Beautiful simplicity,

Gods and words dictate wishful minds

But in the end we all have that

Very same thought.

Endless empty words,

Keeping quiet in the presence of reality

And learning that each tomorrow

Finds us further than today.

Deceptive prospects,

Trust no future that is seen as constant

For the drum beats inside us

Grow weaker and weaker.

Secrets within smiles,

Smiling in the face of destruction that

Accompanies beauty and life

That comes with secrets.

Currently listening : Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness By Smashing Pumpkins Release date: 24 October, 1995

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