Dare:
It’s unavoidable, it’s a trap
Your colors are flashing
And I can’t help watching
Fall here,
Come here
Get over here
Here, here
Dare…
The lingering of my stare
On the stillness of your motions
Have eluded your objections
Come close
Come closer
And faster
Closer
Dare…
It’s down to a simple act
Blocked by a simpler fear
Hurtling away as I come near
Kiss me,
Kiss me now
Kis me quick
Kiss me,
Dare…
i dunno if this poem works, the choice of words is... well... dunno, too much?
am not trying to be smug or anything, but i dunno, maybe i was that pissed off at myself while writing it...
anyway
here goes...
Entropy
Should I trust the movement,
Or the thought of it?
Down in the pits of my apparatus
No amount of good will
Seems to get me through the fear
Should I trust the circumstance,
Or the lack of it?
Back in the days of clumsy ardor
No cares were sufficient to steal
The rush of a good thrill…
Should I trust the movement,
Or the beginning of it?
Dodging apathy
Embracing entropy
Relying on a thread
To pull out the chillThere are songs that feelings fail
When they remain fastened in the entrails
I tread easily within such waves
Tripping and skipping
And failing to see
That the emptiness loitering
In the vastness of my despair
Is an overtly accessible
Doorway to my escape…
May I hail the visionary wimp!
inspired by a late night conversation...
Go on go on
Shout and show me your mind
Give me a piece of that dreadful unthinkable state
And take off your load and throw it, hon
Go on go on
You're torturing yourself
I'll tell you, you are going way ahead of your crime
And it's bleeding… well then, save it, hon
Go on go on
We have towels, we're fine
We're clearing our minds of an unbearable vital truth
And we're leaking… to the point, hon
If I hold my tongue
Down someone else's throat
And pretend I can get high on their fate
How far will I go before I crash on your couch?
With my head between your legs,
And your mouth on my crotch…
If I raise my hand
And grab a satellite
Going for a kill over velvet skies
How far will I go before I crash on your couch?
With my tail between my legs,
And your hands on my thighs…
Go on go on
Welcome one more trial
We'll come all over these days of blissful wrangling
And we will rip through all the signs, hon
Go on go on
Bring me down, eyes bulging
And explain to me the lines forming deep on each side
And I'll believe in you and me, hon
go ahead and laugh
i wrote that after a small observation in one of my classes...
kids can be cruel to one another, really cruel...
All has fallen
All has fallen
Victim of a tear
A deception really
Like a shriek to a sneer
A pencil down
And his eyes rolling
A surprise but, really
Like a pinch in a dream
Laughter croaking
Hands bending his waist
Bewildering, truly
Yet his guts are sincere
All has fallen
There's no glory here
There is fear but, mainly
A silly trick waning
can i take my mind off an idea?
can i take my mind off...?
(Anti-) Encephalin..:
Ten times a minute
But who's counting?
Scattered rhythms
Along a narrow path
Between a muscle
And an eager impulse
There's no need to slow down
Once the flow has been canalized
Up and down the fat burners
Once the hesitation has been pinned
To the back of a dwindling consciousness
There's no need to turn it down
Let it rise up to the thrill
Let it soar along the trip
Spilling over the sides
Of an image,
Let it rip…
It won't go away
And if it does,
Soon enough, it will be replacedam writing again, and it feels good...
Credence...:
A welcomed guest
It was,
Irony.
We had a pact
It would visit
Every now
Every then
It would not hit
I can't see why the deal
One day burst
With splinters
Lacerating my heals
There goes my wavering
Credence
There it goes
Dripping, dripping, dripping…
