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11-02-2006, 07:15 PM | #1 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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sometimes things are left best unsaid
some people dont care
as I breathe in the infect air young childrens snarls searing through, in the end control is theirs, riding the stallion, through wispy dreams violation of the mind betrayed for me childrens eyes Childrens eyes become your truth and your mystery is ours. for all you have done said and what you havent thought betray blaring screen cheap gin and ciggerettes in your pocket as yu lick your wifes barette subtle movement are you the dead no its all in her head naked on my floor lovely and mechaninical in one stride life passes by walking on silent bridges over grasy knolls, of perpetual watch the book wa sin his hand, or was it yours that you shoved down the sewer that frosty midnight day? and rockets red balre made love to ground the women looked from behind her socket dead pockets, and a worthless sip of life dreaming about dead wifes darkness is safer, but not always softer thats what he said the man in the desk they come in the night to make love to our kneecaps with their pistols, and their gas dissappearence encourgaed through love and childrens eyes betray betray like a midsummers winters day and as the new dawn risses the dead rise,with comrade in hand contraceptive in mouth rewrite the world today plastic toast, and tubes of nothing party everyday, hate every night trustworthy allies in red jump suits bear the mark of the enemy but the ally who will bed you will make you bleed in the end.
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
11-03-2006, 04:33 PM | #4 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
Posts: 2,617
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i thnk its broken....... anyways soz it wasn't emo enough
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
11-04-2006, 02:39 AM | #5 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
Posts: 2,617
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read it ho's
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
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