January 7, 2011

  • Surreptitious movements under luminescent lights
    the click clack of heels prowling on the plagued thought process of a miser
    emptying out the hollowness onto a nightstand table
    the leather casing holding voids
    4 words escaping subtle
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    the vague seem increasingly secretive tension from miles away
    a leech seems to drain on the ego
    plump with the livelihood of his
    the stomach turning emotions that suppress the words
    turning point when the windows used to open
    and the building had an escape plan seemingly simple
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    extirpate the facet of revelry
    all the while maintaining your decomposure in an enticing shape
    appealing to the eye
    such as the fruit given to man
    a perfectly constructed and terribly delicious bite at its brink
    conclusion of failure all encompassing
    bitten fruit soured, fermented, and rusted brown
    turn the heads that seem to care
     naive are you to what they wear ?
    the masks that linger around your bedroom seem to stare
    wheres is your cloth stained red?
    from your bodies that cra..shhhhh ed
    filthy cloth
    rancid perforation so vile
    and yet you wear your pride and honor still>/??
    your seemingly flickering halo on your appendages
    the room that burns inside me and that torments me
    the actions of the past are a mirror reflecting your face and
    the creature
    disgust and utter discontent burning tension
    those yearnings of the past have lead him to demise
    a soldier sitting caressing his wound
    perhaps i should have severed my arm.

    dripping water sipping
     glances to the left
     glances to the right
     12 0clock was all shewrote
    dead ahead and set  the timer
    immolation in a fire
    scantily clad in your sundays best
    no one new youve seen  the rest
    fuck