| Pretty Damn New Stuff Mobile Perpetuum (11/02/01) I�m always chanting the savage grunts Mal gray and disturbing pow-wow pains Of pre-medication syndrome barkin Seldom yet still standing still born Frozen water this way floating Ice age beckoning my offspring Goo-goo-gah-ing smelling tasting tick tock Flying like a never stopping ~~~~~~~~~~ speed (10/24/01) dizzyspell fire give worship give faith gave me smiling above all grinned happily blank stare try harder to keep this addiction within grasp shake tremble away like the drumbeats precipitate more sex more perfect more sound more hair more speed more nauseous yet save yet bel canto tucked snugly fair skinned boys and girls dashing into a corridor yelling destructive words tumbling so rapidly out of their mouths dripping moist salivating sharp teeth gnashing painfully sensitive to the touch to the glare shooting across this cathedral where chemicals taken as host make us fall apart drink this it is my blood of the new and everlasting covenant sped for you all so that I may be forgiven in memory of me ~~~~~~~~~~ Dinnertable (10/24/01) granted, the fast grown box cable gave him extraordinary powers, but can not forty thunderbolts attack him into berry-picking love quests sample happy man care bear love garish sprites and fairies singing to his mom and dad? Sophocles was not the only man to flee from able software bearing gifts not even Jesus could have returned to Walmart... ~~~~~~~~~~ simple gifts (10/23/01) the deepest subtleties engorged with the sheerest fears only the night is aware of the glint of the glass in the dull black and white sliding through the finite words runst along the ink-stained ag�d pages clattering of bones and piercing shrieks future views of bandaged missing limbs and the sweat-moistened fast-breathing jump start to break the mid-night stillness lingers long after the little known bloodthirsty suicides perturb an innocence and a Nazi batters family figures dancing through halls not even the architect knew ~~~~~~~~~~ vomit (10/21/01) cashmere waves and ripples over her curves gliding sailing plush yet raw even though our savages have no grace enough to caress mere cashmoney opulence and saving - only poverty cares for my cherry girl prancing with an evilcold rasp vest ~~~~~~~~~~ until it all gos away (10/19/01) some times i like to sit in a corner and close my eyes real tite and cover my ears with my hands and just wate till it all gos away and evrything is quiet. evry thing: Mommy i feel sick Mommy stop hitting me Mommy what is Daddy doing Mommy im hungry where is the food Mommy i dont want to go to bed Mommy she called me stupid Mommy whats wrong Mommy im afraid to die Mommy do i have to go to church Mommy please Mommy why are you crying Mommy im scared Mommy sing me a song Mommy why dont i have a Daddy (somethings never change) i have a headacke and i think im going to throw up ~~~~~~~~~~ Amass (10/14/01) Mystics walk amongst us Many Offspring of the New Bell Cowboys Migrating to the House of Lords of Unclouded Toll-free Shamans dressed in Darkly Hued Robes to soften Their Blow on the Livestock Herds caked with Mud and covered in Grass Stains celebrate his coming down to lasso them in. celebrate his grandeur and his heart-shaped coffin. The Psychic Wonders still walk drinking Unfluoridated Water and Candle Wax kneeling with Their Mouths open Beneath the Lined Caskets of The Dead. only Teeth And Tongue can tell his Story now. ~~~~~~~~~~ Altered Girl (10/10/01) [I.prelude & unison] Well if she wanted to reconcile it's not like I didn't give her the opportunity to cremate me and my drum mer boy smiling sick sweetly [II.dominant tonic] subordinately I lean beneath the gushing tap gaping mouth gulping thirstily until every last drop has intoxicated my every cell [III.intermezzo.forte.] quivering for joy! [IV.fugue] hallelujah they cry teary tremors and abandonment o my dear sweet isolated one my faith will keep me and save me from their fiery fangs their dripping craggy rocks crumble at your feet almighty I am always on my knees so humbly praising you praise my clit goddess i will bathe in someone else ~~~~~~~~~~ candycorn (bitter) (10/8/01) attempted recovery through blue eyes and christmas sweaters to no avail as battered body hangs lifelessly bloody smiling with the best cookies you have ever eaten the prettiest sugar blue icing swirling like glistening a passing gesture almost carnation petals and corn rows impaling the very hope that once wrung mercilessly this NewAge amiability only two dirty lovers could so very well frighten the mediocre schoolgirls� red painted nails unwilling to scratch anything except the bitch that dares to sweep away their blue-eyed well-dressed insouciant baby boys ~~~~~~~~~~ Overexpos� (10/4/01) Didn't you ever want to Wallow To flounder in the Sun of Darkness Of a smoky watercloud just oscillating Just pulsating so rhythmically So forcefully that you turn completely impenetrable Completely lost, like a child without, A child missing his own Mother didn't you Didn't you ever want to Wallow and bask in gray dust floating into your smitten Mind like a hazy decay didn't you ever want to die bright crash tonedeaf ~~~~~~~~~~ monounsaturated (9/30/01) bloated with the FINEST dough in all the tierra pinnED ordinarily to her counting sugar canDy almost like the sweet song oozing tinkly BASS and trouble that only the lean adore sticky honey lemon cough caffeinated Jello drop orbituary spinNing satan HOMEmade decorated fluff smooth underwarm sKin over belt less THAN thirty strokes a game and can ONLY hope only wAit for the cut to come ONTO ourselves and wipe away all the naughty MISconceptions of those Wirespun nights and space ghosT fake smile grease we only find in juicy MEAT ~~~~~~~~~~ CozySafe Sundays (Nostalgia) (9/22/01) Tinselglow numbing icicle tongue, but global in own time: nice home, enticing window night, tickly grown- up in sight, glints warmly, like a silly toy girl town, bagged by some man in a silky coat gone wide, and nostalgic in its least tin tummy gown. yet the sunday evenings continue to take their toll, safe in bed, reindeer's tapping hooves and prayer at candlelight ~~~~~~~~~~ childhood lost (9/21/01) cordite special! television garnished (despite evangelism). fusion shroud might correlate a partial visionspan cut, or as tarnished vital kite dies, it can and shall vie for Taliban rights (hell is sharp): I'm in KID SIGHT, a core fashion Dimetapp level indicting my finished time (like a vicious pirate). ~~~~~~~~~~ guilt aspiration: sightwriting (9/21/01) were hoping that time would be over kept going sight writing perchance we didn't keep on if we stopped and did not imagine do not stop all leads I'd turn it around and give it all away the dreams the guilt the beauty dictatorship for loss of talent and unfair intelligence balance atypical cost gain burn didn't have to surprise me so soon did you well I was and It's Frightening it watched my dreams never had the practice just handed over on a platter telling me to feel excited and write about how I don't feel right excited at all ~~~~~~~~~~ unconscious like foggy (9/19/01) glance into the past its fairy box tinkle flowing from the forever-celesta and sweet cotton candy a pink gentle lace grazing the picture perfect immutability of what we once basked in still sailing in sunshine and lying through smiles gentle waves nevertempest never night shooting stars shooting lookalong peeks at our asymmetry at our truth lasting longer than firefighters and wars and prayer vigils and American flags waving diverting our pastglancing flinging far our visions into an oscillating ocean of gently lapping waves against these dreams crushed placidly and boxed compact stuffed calm and still and unconscious like foggy like morning like empty like mourning like notes arpeggiating up and down and over under through what is known a truism flattened by dropping bodies bones cracking men sleeping stepping stones like searching disturbing likenesses blown back like dust and feathers and foam from cool breeze nipping warming our cheeks red soft crashdown smoke mushroom cloud billowing west onto us page1 page3 index |