Idlewarrior
10/08/08, 10:38 PM
Here's a couple pieces I've been working on since I stopped posting last, I know it's alot, and I don't actually expect any comments or views, I'm just curious as to what people think.
My Short Attention Span Made You Interesting
Gun powder for eye liner, and I can’t speak
Mouth muscles move, but all that remains
Is a stain, I’ve marked you, with memory paint
Lipstick made of candle wax, thickly lain
It’s obvious, so blatant, you need to be noticed
You have to be seen; you get off to an image of yourself
Being beaten and drowned in the sink and it is I
It’s me, it’s me, it’s me
Lookin’ like dynamite, the crimson impressed
Priceless wine, a taste of your dress
Which holds goblet brimmed, wet hot irony
I know it’s me, in that vision you dream
You’re dreaming of me, as you peel the salt
The salt off your Martini, Tonguing the lime
I know what’s inclined, so I dispute
Shattered glass reflecting bullets,
Your glance does stave off Jack the Ripper
But honey, I’m a bee, I’ll lose my stinger
Injecting your neck, Poison ripples through quickly
Guard down, the slut comes out
The real you, the girl I found, horny as porcupine
I challenge thee to fight, fight me
Five minutes done and wasted
Spent browsing, when money’s pocketed for purchase
Gap now bridged, you spoke, told me things
Things you wish kept secret, but I know, I know
The mind games’ mine; Winners… collect your prize
My suit, tie, and formal wear, tempt you so somber
Shoes shined, hair down, and surprised to see
Daggers of shame, skinning your skin
Just goes to show, what I know, and what you don’t
What you don’t, and now I know
This nights cost of gasoline
Of gasoline, was lost
Lost and soon forgot
An after thought
Soon lost in waves
In the sea of thoughts
Which come after, after the emptying
Of random access memory
A Wristwatch, and a Tackle Box
Took my word like a pickpocket
Bought me out, and stood by my side
If I could find the right thing to say
Maybe you’ll stay, you’ll stay with me
I’d fight my way to your resounding face
So spray me with mace, don’t try to shove me away
Like lice, I feed atop your skull, stomach full
My words now form to show what I’ve got to say
Just lay, lay right down, don’t you dare try and leave
Feather, the wind will leave us to bleed, it’ll spread us like seeds
Blooming buds named you and me, Will fill the cities, the trees
Will guard us from returning breeze, so our disease can claim the weak
Our enemies, our enemies so to speak, So to speak
Just lay, lay right down and tell me what you think
I don’t know if you’ll be pleased to know that I,
I think it’s time, for you and I, to ignite this October Sky
Becoming one, of symbiotic love, in space is where we’ll know
Where to belong, where the weak get strong, and the old dreams
Die, where you and I will fight endlessly, till we tire, till we set fire
And you’ll know why, you’ll know why I asked you out tonight
Alone under the starry monster sky, the big blue ocean of shiny bulbs of light!
Oh! Tonight, I’m a fisherman, my boat is a-sinkin’, Woe!
Ha, my eyes they’re sinking, Oh no! Whoa, you, you’ve got me
Like chemotherapy to cancer, I, I’m scared, and I don’t know the answer
No, no, no! My feather, I won’t quit drinkin’ you down, you’ve got me drunk
And I don’t know where to stop, you! Ha ha have me, you’ve got me
On your hook, your line, your sinker, Aha and, you have me
Baby girl, feather, you’re weightless, you’ve taken me
By teeth! Just bite my line, before it’s time
No, no, ah shit! Fuck! The hook is stuck!
In my lips, in my tongue, in the words I’ve sung!
As hard as I might try, I bite, I bite, and I latch
To your back, you’re taken, you’re claimed, and you’re free to leave
Because I’m mad! I’m mad, not at you, at the way I handle
At the way I drive, at the way I’m freakin’ out in my sandals
Which I wear all the time!
You’ve got me baby, and I’m, I’m not fighting the baiting
Just lay, lie real still, and tell me what you think…
Will you leave? Here comes the breeze, the breeze
You’ve got the lead to my pencil, the ink to my pen
As of now, that’s all that’s important, and the fact
That you, you’ve got me, trapped in my own head
Oh! My, Whoa!! My head, my head, my head…
You! Have got me! In… my… head!
Caught In Refraction
I sat frowned with my legs crossed
I talked for days to a paradox
Something non existent, a piece of fiction
A fur lined feline destined to bloom
My cat sat, for hours on end
Hell bent walls outside my room
But safely inside we chat
About Saturday afternoons
Excitement flows with gusts of time
As does his growth in wisdom
Chasing things he used to see
I push him around, laughing
Laughing at his size, his fat
A round bouncy flesh like thought
He eats and sleeps, and tries to talk
Our conversations consist of tree tops
Of birds, of girls, of things that come to pass
I know it’s fruitless, simplistic at that
It’s meaningless, but it lasts
It’s futile, and beautiful, it’s wrong
But just, just so fun to spend mine
In presence of cat, of friend
And I know that when it’s time to part
We will act as cool and tough as
The land that once was one piece
Whole, smashed now fragments
To the deep blue troll
His name, wisps my mouth
Amidst the graves of fallen
People, who’ve gained fame
Who’ve yet to disprove
The way children now rose
Now tulip, No daisy’s
Just my lavender scented baby
He’s got me caught in refraction
Like light, and I fall short
Of reflection, being soaked up
In spongy tears, Abort, Abort
Good bye, I’ll lie with you and try
To remember, that you’re just a cat
Just a cat, whose relationship is plain,
And simply, simplistic at that
Plain and simply not complex
A Sigh Set Sailed (Here's Johnny!)
To pay what we owe for our so called sins
We have to let a stranger in, sink their teeth in
My body, my mind, my heart, prefers reason
Prefers reason to believe in metaphors that hold some sort of something
I believe in a little bit of consistency, a little repetition
A little melody, so I know when to spend feelings on
Disappointment, on being let down and being full on empty
I believe in a little bit of everything, take truthful in
And cast away resentment, because it’s so hard to learn from lies
You end up making strategies that don’t apply, so don’t lie
Stop bringing tears to eyes that don’t cry, they won’t feel for you
All they know how to do is undress, things that separate beautiful
From harmless, like the press or the news, we refuse, we refuse
All line up for presentation, for the devastation of a girl
Of a liar, of the catalyst to pristine angel wings, which shine
Which burn to brightness, like fluorescent demon eyes, like those
Under smile from child’s first time, we were born to be addicted
To a tall endorphin count, but we can refuse, we can refuse to live out
Our lives like tiny flies, tiny insignificant worthless beings, that feed on shit
That grasps life with instincts holding our heads high, so fucking high
Our children shouldn’t taste the worst part of life through blurred eyes
Through your shame, because you can’t take the pain to bare the birth
Just have an abortion, shut out the world, if you can’t support, then shut that door
No need to whore that womb, oh! I was so scared, you had me so worried
I’m afraid I won’t be there in the future, for my unborn babies
The faceless ones who’ll parasitically take my lives worth, I made
To prove to you, I can do it too, much better than you, so you may die
As high as you want to, I am your son tonight, but in the morning, I rise twice
To bring the dawn of the world to it’s brightest, to its shining!
Shovel The Sand
Nothing makes it better, I imagine it gets worse
Horse and chariot, brought me back to earth, surface flat
Flat as laws bent, which can’t take the application
Of pressure, my foot to the curb
Red righteousness flows, over and under my toes
In rows, houses filled with numbers foreclose, they blink
Away, as rending maw crows open, swallowed the poor, Rich waiting
Waiting for Robin Hood and gang of Thieves, priests, husbands and wives
To meet the puddle, the floor, the growing mass in which dreams dry out from
Previous liquid state, to boiling with hate, Before Their Eyes
Where’s my compassion, my sympathy, my pleas for mono god
They’ve gone, left me old, like Notre Dom, left me cold, as sounding sirens,
Left me bold, like lions, left me rotting, so love can’t touch my hearts’ desires
Can’t cheat me, can’t pull me away from reality
I, am left frozen, to die, in holes in rights, which leave us like lights
When night falls, like skies, which science cracks open, To die, like life span
Of maggots, We die, and our children try to live better, imagining, it can’t get much worse, but it can, so they try to cope with the sight, before their eyes, our
Foot steps fade into the time line; we fade, like words on first pages,
Like flies after one day of flight, titanic we’ve hit the glacier, they’re facts I can’t face,
Pull me away, from reality, before their eyes, a schizophrenic rampage in my mind,
Becoming martyr, a coffin of lies!
Walls rubber inch closer, the man mirrored, casts crown broken
He knows, what he’s seen as, Creature, with hunched back, before
Their eyes, in cracks of floor boards find comfort, in the numbers,
All will be right, just sit tight; A seconds worth of time
Equal years of hell, of peace, of Rinse and Repeat, the world still spinning
Like guts, like gutters, and before their eyes, It stops, it stops repeating!
My Short Attention Span Made You Interesting
Gun powder for eye liner, and I can’t speak
Mouth muscles move, but all that remains
Is a stain, I’ve marked you, with memory paint
Lipstick made of candle wax, thickly lain
It’s obvious, so blatant, you need to be noticed
You have to be seen; you get off to an image of yourself
Being beaten and drowned in the sink and it is I
It’s me, it’s me, it’s me
Lookin’ like dynamite, the crimson impressed
Priceless wine, a taste of your dress
Which holds goblet brimmed, wet hot irony
I know it’s me, in that vision you dream
You’re dreaming of me, as you peel the salt
The salt off your Martini, Tonguing the lime
I know what’s inclined, so I dispute
Shattered glass reflecting bullets,
Your glance does stave off Jack the Ripper
But honey, I’m a bee, I’ll lose my stinger
Injecting your neck, Poison ripples through quickly
Guard down, the slut comes out
The real you, the girl I found, horny as porcupine
I challenge thee to fight, fight me
Five minutes done and wasted
Spent browsing, when money’s pocketed for purchase
Gap now bridged, you spoke, told me things
Things you wish kept secret, but I know, I know
The mind games’ mine; Winners… collect your prize
My suit, tie, and formal wear, tempt you so somber
Shoes shined, hair down, and surprised to see
Daggers of shame, skinning your skin
Just goes to show, what I know, and what you don’t
What you don’t, and now I know
This nights cost of gasoline
Of gasoline, was lost
Lost and soon forgot
An after thought
Soon lost in waves
In the sea of thoughts
Which come after, after the emptying
Of random access memory
A Wristwatch, and a Tackle Box
Took my word like a pickpocket
Bought me out, and stood by my side
If I could find the right thing to say
Maybe you’ll stay, you’ll stay with me
I’d fight my way to your resounding face
So spray me with mace, don’t try to shove me away
Like lice, I feed atop your skull, stomach full
My words now form to show what I’ve got to say
Just lay, lay right down, don’t you dare try and leave
Feather, the wind will leave us to bleed, it’ll spread us like seeds
Blooming buds named you and me, Will fill the cities, the trees
Will guard us from returning breeze, so our disease can claim the weak
Our enemies, our enemies so to speak, So to speak
Just lay, lay right down and tell me what you think
I don’t know if you’ll be pleased to know that I,
I think it’s time, for you and I, to ignite this October Sky
Becoming one, of symbiotic love, in space is where we’ll know
Where to belong, where the weak get strong, and the old dreams
Die, where you and I will fight endlessly, till we tire, till we set fire
And you’ll know why, you’ll know why I asked you out tonight
Alone under the starry monster sky, the big blue ocean of shiny bulbs of light!
Oh! Tonight, I’m a fisherman, my boat is a-sinkin’, Woe!
Ha, my eyes they’re sinking, Oh no! Whoa, you, you’ve got me
Like chemotherapy to cancer, I, I’m scared, and I don’t know the answer
No, no, no! My feather, I won’t quit drinkin’ you down, you’ve got me drunk
And I don’t know where to stop, you! Ha ha have me, you’ve got me
On your hook, your line, your sinker, Aha and, you have me
Baby girl, feather, you’re weightless, you’ve taken me
By teeth! Just bite my line, before it’s time
No, no, ah shit! Fuck! The hook is stuck!
In my lips, in my tongue, in the words I’ve sung!
As hard as I might try, I bite, I bite, and I latch
To your back, you’re taken, you’re claimed, and you’re free to leave
Because I’m mad! I’m mad, not at you, at the way I handle
At the way I drive, at the way I’m freakin’ out in my sandals
Which I wear all the time!
You’ve got me baby, and I’m, I’m not fighting the baiting
Just lay, lie real still, and tell me what you think…
Will you leave? Here comes the breeze, the breeze
You’ve got the lead to my pencil, the ink to my pen
As of now, that’s all that’s important, and the fact
That you, you’ve got me, trapped in my own head
Oh! My, Whoa!! My head, my head, my head…
You! Have got me! In… my… head!
Caught In Refraction
I sat frowned with my legs crossed
I talked for days to a paradox
Something non existent, a piece of fiction
A fur lined feline destined to bloom
My cat sat, for hours on end
Hell bent walls outside my room
But safely inside we chat
About Saturday afternoons
Excitement flows with gusts of time
As does his growth in wisdom
Chasing things he used to see
I push him around, laughing
Laughing at his size, his fat
A round bouncy flesh like thought
He eats and sleeps, and tries to talk
Our conversations consist of tree tops
Of birds, of girls, of things that come to pass
I know it’s fruitless, simplistic at that
It’s meaningless, but it lasts
It’s futile, and beautiful, it’s wrong
But just, just so fun to spend mine
In presence of cat, of friend
And I know that when it’s time to part
We will act as cool and tough as
The land that once was one piece
Whole, smashed now fragments
To the deep blue troll
His name, wisps my mouth
Amidst the graves of fallen
People, who’ve gained fame
Who’ve yet to disprove
The way children now rose
Now tulip, No daisy’s
Just my lavender scented baby
He’s got me caught in refraction
Like light, and I fall short
Of reflection, being soaked up
In spongy tears, Abort, Abort
Good bye, I’ll lie with you and try
To remember, that you’re just a cat
Just a cat, whose relationship is plain,
And simply, simplistic at that
Plain and simply not complex
A Sigh Set Sailed (Here's Johnny!)
To pay what we owe for our so called sins
We have to let a stranger in, sink their teeth in
My body, my mind, my heart, prefers reason
Prefers reason to believe in metaphors that hold some sort of something
I believe in a little bit of consistency, a little repetition
A little melody, so I know when to spend feelings on
Disappointment, on being let down and being full on empty
I believe in a little bit of everything, take truthful in
And cast away resentment, because it’s so hard to learn from lies
You end up making strategies that don’t apply, so don’t lie
Stop bringing tears to eyes that don’t cry, they won’t feel for you
All they know how to do is undress, things that separate beautiful
From harmless, like the press or the news, we refuse, we refuse
All line up for presentation, for the devastation of a girl
Of a liar, of the catalyst to pristine angel wings, which shine
Which burn to brightness, like fluorescent demon eyes, like those
Under smile from child’s first time, we were born to be addicted
To a tall endorphin count, but we can refuse, we can refuse to live out
Our lives like tiny flies, tiny insignificant worthless beings, that feed on shit
That grasps life with instincts holding our heads high, so fucking high
Our children shouldn’t taste the worst part of life through blurred eyes
Through your shame, because you can’t take the pain to bare the birth
Just have an abortion, shut out the world, if you can’t support, then shut that door
No need to whore that womb, oh! I was so scared, you had me so worried
I’m afraid I won’t be there in the future, for my unborn babies
The faceless ones who’ll parasitically take my lives worth, I made
To prove to you, I can do it too, much better than you, so you may die
As high as you want to, I am your son tonight, but in the morning, I rise twice
To bring the dawn of the world to it’s brightest, to its shining!
Shovel The Sand
Nothing makes it better, I imagine it gets worse
Horse and chariot, brought me back to earth, surface flat
Flat as laws bent, which can’t take the application
Of pressure, my foot to the curb
Red righteousness flows, over and under my toes
In rows, houses filled with numbers foreclose, they blink
Away, as rending maw crows open, swallowed the poor, Rich waiting
Waiting for Robin Hood and gang of Thieves, priests, husbands and wives
To meet the puddle, the floor, the growing mass in which dreams dry out from
Previous liquid state, to boiling with hate, Before Their Eyes
Where’s my compassion, my sympathy, my pleas for mono god
They’ve gone, left me old, like Notre Dom, left me cold, as sounding sirens,
Left me bold, like lions, left me rotting, so love can’t touch my hearts’ desires
Can’t cheat me, can’t pull me away from reality
I, am left frozen, to die, in holes in rights, which leave us like lights
When night falls, like skies, which science cracks open, To die, like life span
Of maggots, We die, and our children try to live better, imagining, it can’t get much worse, but it can, so they try to cope with the sight, before their eyes, our
Foot steps fade into the time line; we fade, like words on first pages,
Like flies after one day of flight, titanic we’ve hit the glacier, they’re facts I can’t face,
Pull me away, from reality, before their eyes, a schizophrenic rampage in my mind,
Becoming martyr, a coffin of lies!
Walls rubber inch closer, the man mirrored, casts crown broken
He knows, what he’s seen as, Creature, with hunched back, before
Their eyes, in cracks of floor boards find comfort, in the numbers,
All will be right, just sit tight; A seconds worth of time
Equal years of hell, of peace, of Rinse and Repeat, the world still spinning
Like guts, like gutters, and before their eyes, It stops, it stops repeating!