Wednesday, May 24, 2006
Wednesday, May 10, 2006
silver nation
I listened to the silence
and heard nothing
stillness bent,
solitude dragged
through time
by the pushing of my third eye.
split down the middle
any delussions about these plastic children
they will one day sleep
cherish, clouds and sand
as tales told
before you forget
remember love.
and heard nothing
stillness bent,
solitude dragged
through time
by the pushing of my third eye.
split down the middle
any delussions about these plastic children
they will one day sleep
cherish, clouds and sand
as tales told
before you forget
remember love.
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
In and out
fresh
fresh memory with a candle in hand
remember to kill the older one
the one with the paronoid finger
he told you to leave the paraletic ones
but you knew better
wash away
wash it all away
feed the mouth
that numbs the lips
seed a new life
petagree
fresh memory with a candle in hand
remember to kill the older one
the one with the paronoid finger
he told you to leave the paraletic ones
but you knew better
wash away
wash it all away
feed the mouth
that numbs the lips
seed a new life
petagree
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