ECNALUBMA

Sat, 17 Dec 2005 16:10:32 GMT

'love me where it doesnt hurt' the hero's stumble, leading up to a series of falls-random spurts of involuntary crawling towards some kind of trouble, always a matter of life and death-just enough spasm to resist the crumble

if it was ever said to be said to be out of my hands-continue with open palms

Sat, 20 Aug 2005 20:46:57 GMT

a broken peice of today from the start-self sustained, memories of the crib on the tree top-todays the day we'll let it all fall apart-nearly a reality stopped at the branch-innocent bistandards ready to drop-some kind of fluid motion was said to describe dancing the dance -'neglected facial carvings, are we still made of clay'-overlooked convulsing sobs-with eyes painted red, how could i have missed one's love robbed-conventional means of drowning-intentional scenes of frowning-a masquerade for all-maybe we're all better off-a bit harder to view through the eyes tainted with so many colours-askew-tiny bits and peices lined up to match one another-scatter brained thoughts-searching to say something clever-a stay at the hotel im fond of-something better couldnt come this way-flying head first into the last scene of this play-the start of a puzzle-the ending of today

fuct to need-

Tue, 16 Aug 2005 00:43:09 GMT

you to dream-dream to collapse-collapsing for attention-attention for love-love for information-information to exist-existence to miss-missed the best-best for last-last to leave-leaving an intention-intentions to burn-burning for pleasure-pleasured to exaggerate-exaggerating the firm-firm to withstand-withstanding just it-it maybe her-her to sleep-sleeping to numb-numbing the deal-dealing for some-something to heal-healing the heart-hearts for sale-selling the love-loving the drink-drunk for silence-silence does nothing-nothing says everything-everything falls close-closed the mind-minds need lust-lusts for memories-memories for escaping-escaped to survive-surviving the 'us'-'us' for reference-referenced to manifest-manifesting the lesser-less to remember-remembering is existing-existence feeds forever-forever has to end somewhere

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i dont like to be touched

Sun, 31 Jul 2005 20:55:42 GMT

our robotic arms can last only so long, rusted embraces, all of us falling apart at the seams-what had seemed like an inseparable forever, what was like a hinderance to progression, two wrongs running parallel to one another-reaching for the rung to claim the place in our species existance-for just a short period of time i thought id lost you-consensual amputation from the start to the finish line, it doesnt matter if it was seen-it was felt without the help of a sign, almost like a omnipresent force-pushing and pulling us all along-"Surprise! Youre on Candid Camera" actors and scenes all set up for the entertainment of others-recollect your emotions from the television-from the time of seperation to the last fleeting moment of deconstructed acknowledgement-your entire world collapses, and the only wrong you had to hang onto is gone-i needed to know one thing, the need to flow through one of the missing corroded counterparts-what i would do to feel any kind of imperfection other than mine own-a constant longing-for the one thats falling-apart at the seams-sedated maybe we can hold it together-if not, just as well that we break-peices of two-each one catagorized either 'the one that used to be part of me' 'the one that used to be part of you' both eventually corrected as being 'the confused species of who is who'

i lost them by mistake

Wed, 13 Jul 2005 23:59:48 GMT

harmless shell of a person, id ask to crawl back into you but i wouldnt know where to sit-lost even in myself-satisfaction perhaps dwelling on the last transaction-hands wavering, favoring my side-of the line i draw to perform the perfect surgical slit-long lost departed, are you really lost-or only lost at finding where it all started-standing in the waiting line in front of the gates of heaven-sent you a millennia behind me-fortunately i was the only one they carded-a paradise without its core-a hollow salvation for someone whose been dreading it-is the only thing keeping me away daydreamed moments of truly connected-misshapened identities-people with half a million puzzle peices-just a little frayed at the ends-always a few inches from heaven's creases-my currency for love has just been spent

the short

Wed, 13 Jul 2005 02:32:35 GMT

crack a smile-we can dance on our dreams later-just for a short while-will you grace me with your breathing-draining me of attention like its out of style-(only conceiving the deceiving)-putting existence on trial-will you continue seeing whats good enough for company amongst defeated clones-partial to you-craving honest crashes-a shock to the senses-burned to ashes-individuals active-setting sights on the sedative-flights set on high-defenses-white picket fences-'due to the wings with no fly-our departure will be delayed to the soul, no diving today'-adhesive with no bounds- grounds for destruction-life with more than two eyes-harder to handle-impossible to function-failure inevitable-still not enough for me to run from the incredible-you

down on luck

Tue, 12 Jul 2005 19:51:39 GMT

just act on it til its official-a special one for me steal your heart-a total warmth for a crook-hold it till its a superstition-drop it off the edge of the earth, as if it took your life and tore it apart-falling off of the tracks-you in your last thoughts ly with you-will they consist of everything else or the one thing you casted aside-the one thing you 'got passed' to inflate your pride-save the bride-in your increasingly overwhelming moments-you seek solace in this, idea-the damsel in distress and swelling tension of ones capability to touch-requiring more focus now,(obsessed)her image-fading gradually-you strain to see her face, the smell of her hair always put reality and fiction to the test, irretrievable-the real thing, just a cheap silent movie to keep all of us intact-self destructive in a fact-maybe living in this lie momentarily can replace a memory of where i dropped it all at-ACT:II 'okay now, i want you to scream loud enough to where i hear the heart crack'

god's guilty for the rain

Tue, 21 Jun 2005 23:32:02 GMT

i cant help but know this is the best time i've ever had-as repetitive as it seems-is the rythm of my bloodflow-and i seem to have not gotten tired of it yet-tying the two together as if they are one in the same-a wanted love-the one people stop and stare at-making them rethink what they've thought of life, and their actions leading up to that point-the one person they'd always beleive would've changed it for the better-never knowing what better was-still neglecting the high dive-'i could never bare seeing myself live the life of the nine to five, a nice cozy spot in the deconstructed hive'-an impact destroyed-ignorance to self-a glance from the voted 'World's Most Perfect Couple' 12 years in a row- translucent acupuncture for the heartlessly devoted, candy coated negative automatic responses roll off the tongues from the runners up, on a cloud of temptation their hearts floated-dragging the parasites behind them as if fleeing the scene of a crime-a crime: ceasing their hearts control in their prime-hidden in the side coat pocket-still folded

heels over head-flying face first

Thu, 16 Jun 2005 17:49:14 GMT

i have a tendency to add complexity to an already beautiful thing, the jump.the fall.the stop-peering over the edge with a tinge of fear-my body's last line of defense in the preservation of its present person, but the will-for an idea to exist forever still overcomes one's limbs-the foot slips before the blood could get to the head-one last grip-futile-split second views of clouds-appearing as ships falling further away-vertical rotation-in between moments of expressionless retrospect, and divine forsight-reality begins to sink in-a mind void of all that is not in front of it-a show-stopping yell-in one last motion to cease the oncomming barrage of emotions, the focus of the present situation moves to a memory potent enough in endorphins-to numb the pilot thats reached its destination.

not too perfect for the world, just for me

Tue, 01 Mar 2005 00:18:05 GMT

cutting the losses till we're through it, and now at a hundred times-im losing you a bit-everyday-heading for cover, head over heels for another lover to say 'it doesnt matter'-words to live by-a head that needs healing for a lifetime to suffer-a memory held captive-in a blood splatter holding on by the fingertip of another lover-her mind a clutter-too distant for good lighting-a radiance gained from her mother-stolen to brighten the dwellings of a species of consumers-whose remnants infected the hearts flutter-since your last intermission your tones grown softer-bruised and thrown away-so what if they really hate you today-im falling faster into the missing ending of happily ever after-yes it's for you-our entertainment a little frayed at the end-temporarily sufficient-'it doesnt matter'

neglected facial carvings: are we still made of clay

Fri, 18 Feb 2005 18:10:09 GMT

lost enough to be accepted-new plastic to be converted-autobiographical porno for the aimlessly devoted-pointing acrobats-gracefully vertical-to their trend-drowning under an ocean of you-is it worth it all-dulled senses-sensing their end-is this the sin we saught after-or is it in the empty bed you keep from him-painting her only flaws-body-canvas-your angel face could use a fall-skin taken for granted-the fumes too unbearable for us-zues called for a-stand in-if our feet were planted maybe we wouldnt have stranded so far-the eternal inner plea for soul sonar-denied for an imaginary divinity-or so its branded-you decide-named or scarred-a character damaged-it struck the star-throwing us out of orbit-hopes and dreams transferred to the oncoming car that destroyed it

sustenance

Thu, 17 Feb 2005 02:03:36 GMT

so this is what comes out of our expectations, the last adoring children of your kind, flung over the yellow brick road to sneek patients in, erotical puppetry-deliverence from you momentarily-i went blind-they danced around me as if her life depended on it(at least to me)-anchored to the floor-it was the gravity that struck her fancy-a cancer, clearer to the eye-a broken tinsel-a decoration or answer-supplied and demanded, an over the counter love pretender-the cure for an over the counter disease sale has ended-a disposable counterpart-makes an attempt to be available at every corner-of her heart-a sadist helping hand extended > the successor-torn apart-returned to her poor excuse for home-in unison the ocean of bodies pivot to the emitting vibration you hone-theiving occupants of the throan, sickened to the sounds of my work-bow to the drone-a factoring in -of the present anomalies disregarding how far they've come-a statistic admiring how much they've grown-a desperate need for drugs and alcohol, one of the many perks that i can recall at which to do i am prone.

rain falling off the edge of the earth

Sun, 26 Dec 2004 00:24:41 GMT

six fingered marksmen, and picnic baskets packed full explosive smiles-polaris calling out to me from the never ending eternal razor blade paved road-miles-cluttered fatalities decorating army green jackets-guilty-purging children's gifted bile's-standing alone on trial-back-tracking it-soul searching at most, only because they were brought up to be lacking it-the ability to cry at will-only enough to boast-he taught us to at least take a crack at shitt-to steal and to kill-on our enemies carcasses we stand to toast-"we fought to taste and erase the past, present, and future-my name will sit on a plaque-the death of millions for a truth to her and an imaginary will to surpass-we toast to a city built on the ruins of my love's home-stuck in the past"

Thu, 23 Dec 2004 18:15:03 GMT

i like boys, yeah yeah. damn i love cock so much. especially phils. and gradys on the weekends. <3 shawn

security blankets on sale 1/2 off

Sun, 19 Dec 2004 00:10:07 GMT

this and that was the last thing ive said of you, crowding around the pilar of instability-hoping one day the underdog's strength would one day exceed your own-waiting for the paraplegics to walk you through the manifested life worth living-walked out on from the beginning-flanking the enemy-finally succeeding with the finding of a home, surrounding the possible outcomes, this heart weighs too much to pick you up too love-leaving me here to make the choices about 'us'-misinformed clones burning the bridges you'd so effortlessly built up-to lose-reforestation-beams of light peircing every molecule-the sacraficial innocent ceremony ensues-never once a doubt from the crowd about-my lack of luck-the blunders we pointed fingers at seemed to have stuck with us-hardly helping one in need of a mirror inscripted with "the fool tool"-the eyes behind our heads still see you leaving trust-the superhero among many, and a savior among few-a human sheild of ashes for us to sift through

revolution of the two competing hopeless

Fri, 12 Nov 2004 21:13:55 GMT

you've come to find a red solution, coagulating on a star's raped life-deprived of a confusion-a dim light beside himself sucked down the drain amidst a sea of faces-harboring his instability behind the four enemy lines between each five-fisted-finger trigger happy twisted spine-the ally paces-simultaneous emotions running parallel in opposite directions-another version of deception-the blind leading the blind away from eachother-a mirrored image far away enough to be viewed as-hold your fire-my spectre-it stopped the bleeding-and you just short of being smoldered-ive been told im hard of hearing-the chants of wounded pounding this world through the crease of a soldier clothes-the sight of you getting older-no time left to suffer-another sucker sold-to the audience of obsidian 'cutters'

green light, red light, yellow-extended

Tue, 26 Oct 2004 23:40:20 GMT

brittle bones conceiled in moving hands that guide blade entering your enveloping thought of a revolving cloud an inch away from your heart's last crack-a micrometer apart every passing emotion scarring the air as it passes through-seemingly awaiting the perfect moment these pours of yours open wide and let me in-each neural receptor lighting up like a fire cracker-one overwhelming recollection exploding in your body in a time faster than one could comprehend-striving for the rest of your life-as if you knew how long it would last anyhow-the morphine drip continues to spoil this experience, the shock of it all-indestructable ectoplasm-this holding cell will live on to bleed-an attack of the will, a will for one to survive-and a will to sacrafice for the better of one species-your life meaning more than mine-our existance meaning nothing at all-nocturnal creatures screaming for the sight of day to conquer the prey squandered by other animals claiming freedom for allies and wisdom to those who are led astray-this universe of lifeforms throwing stones, sinners-sinning-targets grinning-clouds around your beaten heart-spinning

the universal adhesive depleted of solace

Tue, 19 Oct 2004 17:32:55 GMT

a mile wide home for a disfigured heart, and a mind to match-pictures of you engraved on the wallside-scars self inflicted-it started as a tribute and ended a scratch-this framed work of you i depicted-in the last trial, this ten fold-beckoned and i turned back-taking a bite out of you and i become sickened-viewing the eyes of the world through the windows of a wood crack-seemingly irresistable this allusion of grandure-too many dreams to keep side-tracked on this path of yours-a happy ending for a useless extra, a sign posted in front of my greatest work-"never"

True Stories Told Vol. III: Pretty Woman

Tue, 12 Oct 2004 21:18:34 GMT

dissappointments leading up to this, lost in your fragrance-sharing this disease-ripping the animal from her mother's arms-she has the cure if she bleeds-the eyes water-screaming fountains-a possesive heart blinds the protective hand that feeds-compulsive arms flailing attempting to retrieve the childs fait of impaling-this atheist praying to the sun simply 'please'-choking on her tears another cry for help emerges-this one with ease 'an offer of a lifetime'-'you'll be dissappointed with her love, nothing lasts eternally'-a 'come hither' smile grows on each patient moment that passes-a selfless love put on show for all of the masses-devoted hopelessly-high heel struts-inevitable crashes-and a mouth covered in soot

the scarecrow, the tinman, the lion and the blind gambler

Wed, 06 Oct 2004 21:06:54 GMT

off in the distance i can see a shadowy figure marked "her' in neon letters-a beacon for a blind man listening to his own heart beat-expecting it to be yours-wrapped in silver paper-and a shiney red bow-he pushes his legs farther aimlessly towards the sound of the last call for alcohol show-me the reason for self sacrifice-show me the meaning of it-your lasting impression wont suffice-and the excuse of how "i love you so..."-frozen in ice-your face sculpted at its peak of serenity-a rough touch-finger grazing the statue of you as if its eternally-'nice'-the pull away from his kinetic connection-lasting only a few minutes-he lives off of it-leading to his eventual dissection-laying there-remaining peices of a man stored in the memories of a Las Vegas sign reading "Lace and Leather"-if he only wasnt blind-it wouldve been easier for him to forget 'her'

lepers for leaders of the new world

Tue, 05 Oct 2004 21:07:19 GMT

hello lovely-damsel in distress-stressful situation-waiting to welcome me home-monotonous mindset-a fifty foot long rope-climbing your locks-subconscious interactions leading up to the flex-unstable womb for the wounded-for you this umbilicus is suited-the crippled cry-netted-sleeping in the barrels the childrens foods in-lost are the screams to fall on your ears, a glossed over eye to find a mutual bond between peers-'you were always the best'-at taking the pain away i put in-finally a pendulum swing put to the test-(queue the dramatic 'fade in')hardly are the humans we hope to be-'blessed'-missing the middle, the before, the after and the existance of what im obsessed.

capture the flag: live fire

Sat, 02 Oct 2004 17:11:30 GMT

a spiderweb of metaphors leading you to beleive you missunderstand the ending-the beginning-and captured weakling-if it was because 'this was for you'-one of two minor emergencies-throwing the rest of the streight jacket over my shoulder-who was i to know you never had a clue-gunshot wound-i can see you bleeding through-lifestyles of a human shield soldier-the lifespan of a fly-ended with the last memory of his over-pungent odor-never really his flocks-uniform colour-who brought me here-who left me here-a sound wave to clear the room of unwanted emotion-a temporary fix for an everlasting addiction-a never-ending entertaining box of glass to cease inner constriction-push me over-you know i will fall-through the earth-re-entering the atmosphere at eight million miles per hour-stall-them till they go away-a whole fleet of soldiers led astray-confusion-a mistaken reason for a solution-hanging by the fray

a superhero caught 2 feet under the sun

Tue, 28 Sep 2004 16:47:10 GMT

enlightenment is identifying the origin of every thought-from beginning to end-absorbing the thoughts and influences of a billion 'individuals' and situations-all for the longevity of human life-perversely attempting to function on our own-fooling ourselves into beleiving a mythological being could exist inside-interacting with other imaginary friends-continuing to feed-another ego lies-if emotions are the signs for a road passing through life-what is to say of the destinations-signs are not to be worshiped-destinations are not to be forgotten-whether we've been plagued for years-paving the streets to home with good intentions-drowning in a flood of your own endorphins-teaching indulgence to a mass audience of heroin addicts with enough money to overdose every hour on the hour-false hopes, blaming yourself on having hopes at all-'love let it be lost'-peices-quotes from Diary of a Teen Idol

drug dealers

Tue, 28 Sep 2004 15:58:38 GMT

green eyes pull me in and drag you under-lost under a pile of you-freedom in a glass grin, smoked and out of commission blasting particles intravenously-caressing the arrested out of tradition-the electric chair awaits patiently-exiting the contusion-a wind to blow away the 'at birth confusion'-windows blockading our only way home-inner-out of body experiences-recollections-now 2 minutes after the climax of this war-2 seconds before the beginning of the moral of the story-delayed at the finish line-helpless creature in a riot, collapsing down the staircase-concrete-replacement-pilot-metal shavings and ashes crowding the decomposing incarcerated angels in the dust-finding a new angle to sell happiness to us-pain to know im alive-pained to know im alive-sinners greeting me to know ive arrived-the last solution to a revolving door, returning to the hive-hopelessly winding back down-gravity has you on a string-sliding behind you-bringing the swing to a halt-bees to a hive-snails to salt

one-six figured crown-one disfigured crowd

Tue, 21 Sep 2004 22:45:14 GMT

a still figure standing-blistering the ends of this memorandum-the droning whimpering of his cats eye-thrusting in and pulling information out for an audience's clap and a whisper on tabloids-screaming 'his dress is outstanding'-a fans life spanning till the beginning of your demise-temporary releases for a life too hard to handle, temporary releases for temporary releases for the fan's hand to stop shouting-self mutilating-ego masturbating-indestructable bullet proof chest plate-a defense misleading-the fast half of a seconds notice-vertical suicide-virtually homocide-'we saw his soul's footprints on the left side'-inner conflict solved when you blame the latest half of your soothing-on a much more acceptable endorphin rush-drug enduced brooding-crashing and burning to the sounds of my heroin goddess-till we meet again-a memory to live by-you'll see me twice-once at the beginning, and in the knife in your hand standing over your beloved end