(807.) Act Now While Supplies Last 11/08/07 5:11 AM
=---------------------------------------------------------=
I am bleeding out the oceans
And coughing up the islands
Won't you take a cruise?
And come see my sickness
I am an abomination
Who looks like an angel
But my wings tell more than I let on
She is ecstacy
And they're angry
Stones
Breaking
Bruises
and a spear to the throat
why do you keep me alive?
and why....
oh why...
can't I find you again?
Angel from my dreams...
Come and take what you want
Just take me with you....
(808.) I hear tomorrows is nice 12/14/07 4:53 AM
=---------------------------------------------------------=
Let's run away.
You pick the place.
And I'll take you there.
(809.) Listen, I Promise It's There 12/21/07 2:56 AM
=---------------------------------------------------------=
Don't you know?
Well I'm not going to tell you
I've told you....
in every passing breath
and if you don't know by now
I fear I never will....
(810.) Objects?
=---------------------------------------------------------=
There is something wrong with the world
When a girl
comes to me
and says
she's not pretty
when she's the most beautiful thing
that I may have ever seen
objects in mirror are prettier than they appear
For me you will never be two sizes too small
too big
two inches under height
or two cup sizes away
You are perfect,
and if not in my eyes
for some man out there
You do not need to throw up to fit that dress
Just buy it a size bigger
or smaller
There is a place in this world for each and every one of us
and you don't need to lose weight to fit inside it
you only need to grow as a person
so take your hand out of your mouth
and your mind off such harmful things
there is and will always be a place for
you,
and I do mean you you,
and there's also always a little more room
for cheesecake
(811.) I Suppose It Makes For A Good Hobby
=---------------------------------------------------------=
So, you don't like poetry?
That doesn't mean much to me.
For you see
a wise man once said
We don't read and write poetry because it's cute.
We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race.
And the human race is filled with passion.
And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life.
But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.
It's true,
whether you want to admit it or not
Poetry is how you word love
Poetry is how you express life
Sure, the arts in general do that.
But you'll be hard pressed not to find poetry and love intertwined
A love movie?
That is poetry in motion
A love song?
Poetry is it's very soul
A beautiful painting?
Have the poet describe that for you, without using a poem.
You don't realize it, but you wanna write poetry
it's okay,
it's natural.
A novelist wishes he could write a poem
he just doesn't know how to rhyme
or cut lines short
so he capitalizes every sentence with a sigh
and tries again
and again
and turns it into an epic
at least that's it's true name
but I'll humor him
he wrote "a novel"
How novel of him.
But me?
I WRITE POETRY
and I am proud
because I turn love into words
and words into meaning
and without meaning
we are often nothing
and without poetry
I fear I may be nothing
So humor me,
don't snap your fingers
or clap in appreciation
close your eyes
and listen to these words
no scratch that,
FEEL these words
as I write
every
single
word
on your soul
and make my mark
to show you
what love is.
(812.) Her Touch 02/01/08 5:27 AM - 5:30 AM
=---------------------------------------------------------=
Hands gliding
Flying
sailing
,never groping,
along perfection
for every crack they found
love filled in the valleys
and made a sheet
of beauty
that coated everything
and we lay in it
letting it layer over us
as we kept warm
eventually the snow stopped
and she stopped
and her fingers fell in the cracks
love never fell
the space between us
never
went
away
(813.) I Wish I Could Show You 02/01/08 5:31 AM - 5:34 AM
=---------------------------------------------------------=
words
flowing
down
to the very
bottom
collecting
into
a
puddle of feelings that I can't wash away
(814.) It Can All Start With Hello 02/01/08 5:35 AM - 5:37 AM
=---------------------------------------------------------=
Give me your
hand
so I can guide your
soul
down the path to love
where we will bathe in life
Let me smell your
hair
so I can breathe in every vapor
of your
scent
I will lose myself
into your
eyes
and I will sleep inside your
heart
(815.) I Can't Go Cold Turkey 02/01/08 5:39 AM
=---------------------------------------------------------=
i need to know that it can happen
i need to smell you
hold you close
feel your heartbeat resonate in my own
i need
you
(816.) My Throat Hurts 02/01/08 5:40 AM - 5:45 AM
=---------------------------------------------------------=
here are my verses
life your musical is horrible
i will sing
but only out of obligation
and not out of permanance
erase my name if you will
and take my lessons
they must be good for something
for someone
destined for more than me
you my student
i will never meet you
but you will meet me
you may judge me by my work
most all of it is me
broken, loved, fragile, brittle, cold. soothing, or finely crafted
its me
and no longer mine
take care of me
when i'm gone
(817.) Random Musing 1
=---------------------------------------------------------=
Take a chance
Take a chair
But whatever you do
don't just stare
(817.) Random Musing 2 (We Wear The Mask)
=---------------------------------------------------------=
What happiness have we bought?
From devils who decieve we.
It hides our treasure bought hidden smiles
While from souls we sing to Christ
With tounges so full of lament
For the hell we recieve instead
(817.) Random Musing 3 (Still I Rise)
=---------------------------------------------------------=
Life shoots me and pushes my body in the trenches
Me still living bleeding out the last bit of hope my people had
I am beset by the down trodden suns
Whose shoulders bowed into the dirt with terror of history
The tides of the weakend words will kill
And oceans of pain and gifts will I rise through
Till I reach heaven
Where God has planned for me a good life
Because all he's given me here was hell.
(818.) Random Musing 4
=---------------------------------------------------------=
We took our souls
and peeled away our hopes
and we made you my child
from the shavings
(819.) Random Musing 5
=---------------------------------------------------------=
No.
No.
No.
No.
No
No
No no no no no
But still somehow...
yes?
(820.) Random Musing 6
=---------------------------------------------------------=
Fuck you,
you piece of white space
I will mar you with words
I will rape you with metaphor
I will inevitably lose to your immensity
But I will not give up writing
How do I beat that which is so vast?
Rhetorical
I already know
For every word I strike against you
I imply a thousand more
So,
fuck you
emptiness
(821.) Random Musing 7
=---------------------------------------------------------=
The world calls me but never hears when I respond.
Hello.....
Hello...
Hello
I love you.
But no one's ever there.
(822.) Random Musing 8
=---------------------------------------------------------=
Sugar and spice
and everything nice
that's how you make a good girl
Curves and piercings
and a lot of brains
That's how you make my kind of girl
(823.) Random Musing 9
=---------------------------------------------------------=
I once opened a window into a new world.
But I never went through
I just enjoyed the breeze
The breeze smelled of clinic happy
and lightly of fabric softener
(In case you were wondering)
(824.) Recurring Themes It Seems 03/14/08 3:51 AM
=---------------------------------------------------------=
Troubled men write troubled songs,
I shouldn't have to mind at all
That they're crying
yet I do
Happy girls throw up some more
I shouldn't have to mind at all
that they're ashamed
yet I do
Simple men make simple plans
I shouldn't have to mind at all
that they're failing
but I do
I care about you.
I want to help you.
I want to be there
when no one else can
yet I can't.
though I try to
God hates fags they told to me
One day you see
and though I don't quite love my fellow man
to the extent with which they reprimand
I cared
Come to me you down trodden
And nail me to the cross
if makes you sleep at night
if you think it will make you feel alright
just do it
Nike doesn't know at all
and god damnit I'll take the fall
for you
whoever you may be
Mar me with your beliefs
and I will heal you with these hands
but should they wither
or stop to move
my words will have to do
because they are all I have to give you
Take my love
take it far
to the cities everywhere
that children cry
that the innocent die
hell
take it anywhere
that could use a bit
of encouragement
I'm not self-less
I'll want a reward
Give me an update
On how things come to be
And perhaps someday
Someone will bring love back to me
but just your words
that is enough
because really,
that's all I ask of you
=---------------------------------------------------------=
I am bleeding out the oceans
And coughing up the islands
Won't you take a cruise?
And come see my sickness
I am an abomination
Who looks like an angel
But my wings tell more than I let on
She is ecstacy
And they're angry
Stones
Breaking
Bruises
and a spear to the throat
why do you keep me alive?
and why....
oh why...
can't I find you again?
Angel from my dreams...
Come and take what you want
Just take me with you....
(808.) I hear tomorrows is nice 12/14/07 4:53 AM
=---------------------------------------------------------=
Let's run away.
You pick the place.
And I'll take you there.
(809.) Listen, I Promise It's There 12/21/07 2:56 AM
=---------------------------------------------------------=
Don't you know?
Well I'm not going to tell you
I've told you....
in every passing breath
and if you don't know by now
I fear I never will....
(810.) Objects?
=---------------------------------------------------------=
There is something wrong with the world
When a girl
comes to me
and says
she's not pretty
when she's the most beautiful thing
that I may have ever seen
objects in mirror are prettier than they appear
For me you will never be two sizes too small
too big
two inches under height
or two cup sizes away
You are perfect,
and if not in my eyes
for some man out there
You do not need to throw up to fit that dress
Just buy it a size bigger
or smaller
There is a place in this world for each and every one of us
and you don't need to lose weight to fit inside it
you only need to grow as a person
so take your hand out of your mouth
and your mind off such harmful things
there is and will always be a place for
you,
and I do mean you you,
and there's also always a little more room
for cheesecake
(811.) I Suppose It Makes For A Good Hobby
=---------------------------------------------------------=
So, you don't like poetry?
That doesn't mean much to me.
For you see
a wise man once said
We don't read and write poetry because it's cute.
We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race.
And the human race is filled with passion.
And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life.
But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.
It's true,
whether you want to admit it or not
Poetry is how you word love
Poetry is how you express life
Sure, the arts in general do that.
But you'll be hard pressed not to find poetry and love intertwined
A love movie?
That is poetry in motion
A love song?
Poetry is it's very soul
A beautiful painting?
Have the poet describe that for you, without using a poem.
You don't realize it, but you wanna write poetry
it's okay,
it's natural.
A novelist wishes he could write a poem
he just doesn't know how to rhyme
or cut lines short
so he capitalizes every sentence with a sigh
and tries again
and again
and turns it into an epic
at least that's it's true name
but I'll humor him
he wrote "a novel"
How novel of him.
But me?
I WRITE POETRY
and I am proud
because I turn love into words
and words into meaning
and without meaning
we are often nothing
and without poetry
I fear I may be nothing
So humor me,
don't snap your fingers
or clap in appreciation
close your eyes
and listen to these words
no scratch that,
FEEL these words
as I write
every
single
word
on your soul
and make my mark
to show you
what love is.
(812.) Her Touch 02/01/08 5:27 AM - 5:30 AM
=---------------------------------------------------------=
Hands gliding
Flying
sailing
,never groping,
along perfection
for every crack they found
love filled in the valleys
and made a sheet
of beauty
that coated everything
and we lay in it
letting it layer over us
as we kept warm
eventually the snow stopped
and she stopped
and her fingers fell in the cracks
love never fell
the space between us
never
went
away
(813.) I Wish I Could Show You 02/01/08 5:31 AM - 5:34 AM
=---------------------------------------------------------=
words
flowing
down
to the very
bottom
collecting
into
a
puddle of feelings that I can't wash away
(814.) It Can All Start With Hello 02/01/08 5:35 AM - 5:37 AM
=---------------------------------------------------------=
Give me your
hand
so I can guide your
soul
down the path to love
where we will bathe in life
Let me smell your
hair
so I can breathe in every vapor
of your
scent
I will lose myself
into your
eyes
and I will sleep inside your
heart
(815.) I Can't Go Cold Turkey 02/01/08 5:39 AM
=---------------------------------------------------------=
i need to know that it can happen
i need to smell you
hold you close
feel your heartbeat resonate in my own
i need
you
(816.) My Throat Hurts 02/01/08 5:40 AM - 5:45 AM
=---------------------------------------------------------=
here are my verses
life your musical is horrible
i will sing
but only out of obligation
and not out of permanance
erase my name if you will
and take my lessons
they must be good for something
for someone
destined for more than me
you my student
i will never meet you
but you will meet me
you may judge me by my work
most all of it is me
broken, loved, fragile, brittle, cold. soothing, or finely crafted
its me
and no longer mine
take care of me
when i'm gone
(817.) Random Musing 1
=---------------------------------------------------------=
Take a chance
Take a chair
But whatever you do
don't just stare
(817.) Random Musing 2 (We Wear The Mask)
=---------------------------------------------------------=
What happiness have we bought?
From devils who decieve we.
It hides our treasure bought hidden smiles
While from souls we sing to Christ
With tounges so full of lament
For the hell we recieve instead
(817.) Random Musing 3 (Still I Rise)
=---------------------------------------------------------=
Life shoots me and pushes my body in the trenches
Me still living bleeding out the last bit of hope my people had
I am beset by the down trodden suns
Whose shoulders bowed into the dirt with terror of history
The tides of the weakend words will kill
And oceans of pain and gifts will I rise through
Till I reach heaven
Where God has planned for me a good life
Because all he's given me here was hell.
(818.) Random Musing 4
=---------------------------------------------------------=
We took our souls
and peeled away our hopes
and we made you my child
from the shavings
(819.) Random Musing 5
=---------------------------------------------------------=
No.
No.
No.
No.
No
No
No no no no no
But still somehow...
yes?
(820.) Random Musing 6
=---------------------------------------------------------=
Fuck you,
you piece of white space
I will mar you with words
I will rape you with metaphor
I will inevitably lose to your immensity
But I will not give up writing
How do I beat that which is so vast?
Rhetorical
I already know
For every word I strike against you
I imply a thousand more
So,
fuck you
emptiness
(821.) Random Musing 7
=---------------------------------------------------------=
The world calls me but never hears when I respond.
Hello.....
Hello...
Hello
I love you.
But no one's ever there.
(822.) Random Musing 8
=---------------------------------------------------------=
Sugar and spice
and everything nice
that's how you make a good girl
Curves and piercings
and a lot of brains
That's how you make my kind of girl
(823.) Random Musing 9
=---------------------------------------------------------=
I once opened a window into a new world.
But I never went through
I just enjoyed the breeze
The breeze smelled of clinic happy
and lightly of fabric softener
(In case you were wondering)
(824.) Recurring Themes It Seems 03/14/08 3:51 AM
=---------------------------------------------------------=
Troubled men write troubled songs,
I shouldn't have to mind at all
That they're crying
yet I do
Happy girls throw up some more
I shouldn't have to mind at all
that they're ashamed
yet I do
Simple men make simple plans
I shouldn't have to mind at all
that they're failing
but I do
I care about you.
I want to help you.
I want to be there
when no one else can
yet I can't.
though I try to
God hates fags they told to me
One day you see
and though I don't quite love my fellow man
to the extent with which they reprimand
I cared
Come to me you down trodden
And nail me to the cross
if makes you sleep at night
if you think it will make you feel alright
just do it
Nike doesn't know at all
and god damnit I'll take the fall
for you
whoever you may be
Mar me with your beliefs
and I will heal you with these hands
but should they wither
or stop to move
my words will have to do
because they are all I have to give you
Take my love
take it far
to the cities everywhere
that children cry
that the innocent die
hell
take it anywhere
that could use a bit
of encouragement
I'm not self-less
I'll want a reward
Give me an update
On how things come to be
And perhaps someday
Someone will bring love back to me
but just your words
that is enough
because really,
that's all I ask of you
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