stunned i become liquid
sliding down the drain
I slip in and around,
thin metal drain stopper.
no rip to grip.
and I am caught.
while i wanted reversed direction
I now long for motion,
any kind.
stagnate with this blockage beneath.
make me basic to melt this bio-matter!
mass of growth
massive growth tapping me
and sapping me.
i solidify imprisoned
careful to keep clean from clog like infection.
"I wait and wait for a doom-ed date"
in length of time. Yet star like pin holes are larger in person
"I am so small
I am so nothing"
only in ending, but I must build to such endings
Build with bricks
muck for mud
hair for straw.
personal exodus exceeding cylinder
collapse this construct entire.
starlight becomes daylight
when I fight
I would like to write with a greater effect on my audience and (more importantly) grow a beard.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Salomon
Listen Abby: You're not at your post
While you slump like most, your place hangs higher in the sky.
And I'm placed to say 'Dear Phishface?'
I think not, that you have got your case at its base.
While you swim in sand,
the water waits and, You have home hanging round your neck!
Are we such to be back burned as second? I reckon you are a billion burners deep by now
So how can the bridges keep coming? The Kings son as an arsonist is a portrait appropriate.
Please, oh please put down your matches and come inside the city gate. You can't burn tHis bridge but those around you suffer from the heat. Beat out your where abouts. Map in the source of this sin and bring balm to your brother. My scars run deeper than you know, though how could you? You are two burners ahead by now.
That water waits, but it aims to win with out whimper.
You dream of a life simpler, and all you need is to grasp an eternal flame.
Not the same as you apply to those wondering why they sting and cinder.
I talk so as to cease this
I stalk and I'll not miss when I aim to break this cycle. step to the side, Oh please to the side, away with this ride.
You need not break with it.
While you slump like most, your place hangs higher in the sky.
And I'm placed to say 'Dear Phishface?'
I think not, that you have got your case at its base.
While you swim in sand,
the water waits and, You have home hanging round your neck!
Are we such to be back burned as second? I reckon you are a billion burners deep by now
So how can the bridges keep coming? The Kings son as an arsonist is a portrait appropriate.
Please, oh please put down your matches and come inside the city gate. You can't burn tHis bridge but those around you suffer from the heat. Beat out your where abouts. Map in the source of this sin and bring balm to your brother. My scars run deeper than you know, though how could you? You are two burners ahead by now.
That water waits, but it aims to win with out whimper.
You dream of a life simpler, and all you need is to grasp an eternal flame.
Not the same as you apply to those wondering why they sting and cinder.
I talk so as to cease this
I stalk and I'll not miss when I aim to break this cycle. step to the side, Oh please to the side, away with this ride.
You need not break with it.
Friday, December 26, 2008
bah-leet
Do not smile
Dear one
You'll wake the sleeping
for your smile brings out the sun
Do not open your eyes
Dear one
you'll wake the sleeping
for you eyes sing resounding joy
Be still
Dear one
for even your twitch is a ballet worthy of Ovation
that could wake the sleeping
Do not sing
Dear one
You'll wake the sleeping
for your song shakes the foundations
Do not laugh
Dear one
You'll wake the sleeping
for your laughter is infectious
Do not even speak
Dear one
for your words despell the coma
Dear one
You'll wake the sleeping
for your smile brings out the sun
Do not open your eyes
Dear one
you'll wake the sleeping
for you eyes sing resounding joy
Be still
Dear one
for even your twitch is a ballet worthy of Ovation
that could wake the sleeping
Do not sing
Dear one
You'll wake the sleeping
for your song shakes the foundations
Do not laugh
Dear one
You'll wake the sleeping
for your laughter is infectious
Do not even speak
Dear one
for your words despell the coma
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Thank you don
racing brain and sure
with Faith so pure of His plan
All I can follow to lead with closing door
this healing core
pieced together with love like glue
I praise you G-d. Moments strung together
I learn. self so stern, to myself to stern.
weighty work out
deep muscle burn
I weep dry
folding my face to Picaso sized comedy.
and laughter grows deep within.
bottom of the bin. my giftings gift
not so swift, but all the more in store
Big blessings abound!
Look around and Praise!
Our G-d Reigns!
with Faith so pure of His plan
All I can follow to lead with closing door
this healing core
pieced together with love like glue
I praise you G-d. Moments strung together
I learn. self so stern, to myself to stern.
weighty work out
deep muscle burn
I weep dry
folding my face to Picaso sized comedy.
and laughter grows deep within.
bottom of the bin. my giftings gift
not so swift, but all the more in store
Big blessings abound!
Look around and Praise!
Our G-d Reigns!
Monday, December 8, 2008
shift
how Dare you.
Kendal, moonlight is not ordinary. you mislead. you distract. you lie
I shift
more pennies than words but (SHIFTING)
"these are not angelic Abrahams" with an accent of sleep. stretching for random but a boy's face at every turn
every turn
tear soaked and lost with hermit style homeland
(shifting)
"not joy but glee" further back to a start. and go strait. not left nor right cause its wrong
so wrong at every turn(shift)
"and brush" (Shift)
biting and harsh. Translation Point with in, locked up tight. to tight. fight and Fight
get loose, have lose, stop loss. Twist ropes. door knobs turn at every turn
every turn every turn, tear soaked. boy faced boy
not knowing not having but knotting (shift) and unknotting (Shift)
frayed and unfunny (SHIFT)
I am shiftless in this pool. i duck and wind
we all have sinned, so this is His Heart? I am unmade by boy faced boy
passing toy faced joy, forever. I smooth through with skill, inside ill.
Day by day I pray not prey. fluff and fold
I grow mold, but I seek soap. If His Heart is at every turn at every turn at every turn
such a burn! I stoke said heat "with skill"
I frame my beat "fluff and fold"
I am unmade yet His Heart stayed with mine
holding the line taunt. As I bound and reel to feel what I feel.
His Heart of love in sight
"Resounding as Loud as Light!"
Kendal, moonlight is not ordinary. you mislead. you distract. you lie
I shift
more pennies than words but (SHIFTING)
"these are not angelic Abrahams" with an accent of sleep. stretching for random but a boy's face at every turn
every turn
tear soaked and lost with hermit style homeland
(shifting)
"not joy but glee" further back to a start. and go strait. not left nor right cause its wrong
so wrong at every turn(shift)
"and brush" (Shift)
biting and harsh. Translation Point with in, locked up tight. to tight. fight and Fight
get loose, have lose, stop loss. Twist ropes. door knobs turn at every turn
every turn every turn, tear soaked. boy faced boy
not knowing not having but knotting (shift) and unknotting (Shift)
frayed and unfunny (SHIFT)
I am shiftless in this pool. i duck and wind
we all have sinned, so this is His Heart? I am unmade by boy faced boy
passing toy faced joy, forever. I smooth through with skill, inside ill.
Day by day I pray not prey. fluff and fold
I grow mold, but I seek soap. If His Heart is at every turn at every turn at every turn
such a burn! I stoke said heat "with skill"
I frame my beat "fluff and fold"
I am unmade yet His Heart stayed with mine
holding the line taunt. As I bound and reel to feel what I feel.
His Heart of love in sight
"Resounding as Loud as Light!"
Monday, October 13, 2008
of sleep
is afraid of sleep
the dreams, they hold power
they hold truth in HD.
waking from them
only more work, no rest
no mustard...plus confusion to shoe
i mean boot
to boot as in "on top of"
behind in time (i don't like mustard, but I could go for the counter top...PART!)
forcing the stream
resist least resistance.
extend beyond
step by itself
not alone but
breaking off
and the muscles draw in
breath in holding patern
jaw so sore
ducts so dry
and all the while
...
the roof leaks
the dreams, they hold power
they hold truth in HD.
waking from them
only more work, no rest
no mustard...plus confusion to shoe
i mean boot
to boot as in "on top of"
behind in time (i don't like mustard, but I could go for the counter top...PART!)
forcing the stream
resist least resistance.
extend beyond
step by itself
not alone but
breaking off
and the muscles draw in
breath in holding patern
jaw so sore
ducts so dry
and all the while
...
the roof leaks
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
greatest conquerd fear
172 and 9 is my current greatest fear
as the creek and grind of my minds gear
speeds faster than I can steer.
racing, rumbling and far to fast
far to often the boundry lines are passed.
Those thoughts I would UN cast.
there will not be any even score
"as much as you love now, you will love even more"
was whispered to my core
and I'm shedding this shiny fire
with raised hands I seek for something higher.
waxen ears gifted to The liar.
------
The call was good on Saturday
"I'm ready to hear what you have to say."
and all the fear did melt away.
and with that heat did melt my brain
so I struggled for composure to gain
and open I was once again
that simple hurt finding seal
Such deep and old pains began to heal
that I asked G-d "is this real?"
One string mending all my rope?
when it's viewed in G-d's wider scope,
faith, love coupled with Hope.
as the creek and grind of my minds gear
speeds faster than I can steer.
racing, rumbling and far to fast
far to often the boundry lines are passed.
Those thoughts I would UN cast.
there will not be any even score
"as much as you love now, you will love even more"
was whispered to my core
and I'm shedding this shiny fire
with raised hands I seek for something higher.
waxen ears gifted to The liar.
------
The call was good on Saturday
"I'm ready to hear what you have to say."
and all the fear did melt away.
and with that heat did melt my brain
so I struggled for composure to gain
and open I was once again
that simple hurt finding seal
Such deep and old pains began to heal
that I asked G-d "is this real?"
One string mending all my rope?
when it's viewed in G-d's wider scope,
faith, love coupled with Hope.
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