March 2010
3 posts
Flawless?
Flawless human Born into a perfect world Balanced and secure With loving parents Disease? Always a cure Grow up happy the mind falters there is no perfect world no glimmer of purpose only the absence of life still born and flawless absolute solitude no voice in the river crying out for life passing by a broken lullaby
True Romance....
Sake, a shot of whisky, A bottle of wine and some beer Makes some a little frisky and while you think it’s perfectly clear no one thinks of you as sober, when you speak of the grain that always falls in October. Even though you make no sense, you still manage to steal a kiss. and take away the girls innocence. Or maybe not you reminisce when awoken in the early morning. She came...
January 2010
2 posts
The aliens are here
Biep boop? Biep boop bieeeeeeeep? BIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!!
If everything you know is wrong, you must be the...
That’s 2010. Everything is wrong, but I don’t know enough to be certain of anything, not even if what I know is wrong.
Happy New Year world.
September 2009
21 posts
Realities shift all the time. Either shift along or become unstuck from reality.
Driving the Highway
I’m just passing through
Got in the car on a straight
Accelerate
I see life’s passerby’s
Halfway down the road
Cruising along
Can’t decelerate
Don’t stop I’ll still be late
I’m just passing through.
fries are disgusting.
“The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation. What is called resignation is...”
– Henry David Thoreau
All
Is boring…
Seven
God eats furry creatures Surely they’ve seen the dead hamsters cast from heaven? Gold, gold, all glistering gold. Blind on the road. Not a flock of birds can carry the dead to heaven In hell the devil waits for a skeleton key That unlocks the gates that bar the earth from falling into hell. And everywhere, no matter what happens, The guinea pigs will continue to cast dead hamsters from...
Watchthedailywhat:
Early Bird Special: The funny fellows at Everything Is Terrible have spliced and diced a whole mess of those ominous, monotone “has this ever happened to you” infomercial skits into one giant ball of fuck.
Turns out, life is pretty goddamn awful.
[via.]
Funny as Hell.
The End.
.The Beginning
.Somewhere in the middle.
A Question?
No Answer!
To Salivate
Drivel, drivel, drivel Oh mindless drivel How I loathe you so! Drivel, drivel, drivel Oh mindless drivel Why are you everywhere I go? Drivel, drivel, drivel Oh mindless drivel How I love you so! Drivel, drivel, drivel Oh mindless drivel I follow you wherever you go!
I Am a Stranger Still
I want to show you how I can’t close my eyes Lost in a dream world Just a fly in the sand Only mosquitoes in my room Sucking my blood, poisoning. I want to show you how I’m trapped in the ocean I sink and find That the shark is not me I am the eagle I want to fly home. I want to ask you now, Is it a dream if I am awake? There is no escape I fly for miles on end My wings are weary and...
“A POISON TREE
I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath did end....”
– William Blake
Beings of light traverse the stars of winter’s night. Their search for the home of tepid solitude is interspersed with the vastness of their travels Yet starlight brings a freedom of thought to those that see Their solitude as a forbidden sea.
August 2009
16 posts
1 tag
A Flock to Wander Bravely
Far up the skies He did surmise Is a lonely Shepherd with faded eyes Beset by sheep his flock interned Led the path to mountain turned in turmoil, with no dog left behind As the ravine beckons horror is defined Before Death the Shepherd cried in vain “My flock, my flock I must contain!” Seconds pass the door is drawn Endless chasm, a watcher gone The reconciliation of fallen...
1 tag
Life is not a movie where
you see people laugh
you see people cry
where people fall in love
where people die.
Life is for the broken hearted
when all seems lost
and all seems down
make people laugh
make people cry
let them fall in love
because when people die
you’ll want them to have lived
to the fullest
Like the movies.
1 tag
Oh! Nail clipper bereaved of me
Nail clipper I did see you
You were mine to hold
I cut all my nails with you
I took for me your precious blade
I binned it all
Don’t cut me
Nail clipper I thank you.
Sail the sunset away
Gracious might of god
Let us together pray
Wait, your name is Todd?
You have no son called Jesus?
Sorry, wrong number
Must be my Nokia.
“Even he, to whom most things that most people would think were pretty smart were...”
– Douglas Adams
4 tags
The literature Network →
If you like to read or just generally like literature, this is the place to go. Visit the forum and meet people that like to read and discuss literature poetry, movies, music, random games and so on. You’ll also find some talented writers there.
1 tag
Hippy meets Snob Snobbery really is just slobbery drool over your own pretense So what if I like incense! Relax dude, don’t be pompous I don’t mind taking the bus As long as you don’t sound the horn because you sit on your impatience thorn. Unlike you I am giving freely I mean really All that I have to weed.
2 tags
It’s a baby Do didley da do! Whatever which way but goo Ah and oh and eeeeeeeeh! It has to make wee-wee.
1 tag
Poetic Break Take a break from this stuff You know all this fluff It’s a just little trifle All I know is rifle that rhymes with trifle Am I stuck in a cycle? Again, now with recycle! That’s not even proper What a bugger, showstopper
1 tag
Word Play Play on word you playful line get back to the right design You are not fit to be a part of serious poetry, don’t be smart There is a place for you Do that thing you do! Play on word.
3 tags
Deo Deus!
Deo Deus
Devious Deodorant! Smell me! taste me! Spray some smelly scent Musky odor, are you gone? Devious Deodorant!
