Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Constant Complications

Some of my best friends have had faces too
What is this worth to you?
Pretty things are burning and you're running out of time
The sweat brushes off
Falls on my shirt
And sinks in
Spreads like veins
Anticipation
Complication
Infatuation
Nullification
Internal
External
Stunning without a charm
How lonely we are
As that teenage camera angle gracefully floats above the nuclear family house

Stomach aches
Whatever it takes
I'm sure i'll end up fine
Black to white
Reverse
Start immediately

Saturday, August 7, 2010

Temper and heat, the 05 visit of the dress. What a sad day for the vulture of sadness.

Here's a last minute note of loathing
Don't forget your soul
Don't forget the dream
As easy as it seems
It will fade
Attached emotions will flow through
And be released
The troubles will remain
But not to your liking
You are the consequence
The blue dress will never visit you
But will it be okay?
The promise will be broken
The pressures on
I wonder where the world is at
Somewhere on hiatus from you
How could you blame them
You were not there and thus failure took over
A song is medicine that masks the pain
A poem is a clean shave until growth resumes
Pain is stupid and so is thinking
Clear your mind and pass through emotions
In and out
And in
And out
Finish
Destroy again.

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

on and off

If practice makes perfect then I am the perfect failure
Trying accumulates to pain and frustration

Good intentions are cursed
The rewarding feeling of aiding another is a set up

The trance elects the metronome
The moment spills into a plastic cup
And paints your night with a star in the sky
Reveals that you've never been alive

You're a letter slid under the door into a late night violet shaded room

It's tomorrow night
On the walk home in the rain
Couple more blocks
The late city night
From what the morning spit out
The elegant lampshade guiding you home
The yellow tinge bouncing on that faulty concrete
How did this night end?
Have you met your teenage quota
This night is a hidden tragedy

Is this betrayal or revenge?