Slipped You never slip anymore I don’t know what to say Fore I can never, help you up again when it rains, I think of you and the way we would laugh at everything and you never slip anymore so you can’t pull me down where you slipped, Never again. - Robin Paris 2000 Granite Put my mouth to the lifeless granite tasted the bare and the wet I never knew how alike it was to my moss covered heart I guess I did, but never admitted it Put my hands on the lifeless black granite felt the hardness and the damp I never guessed how it would be just like me. - Robin Paris 2000 Enter Mouth Man Center hold me Mommy. taste my skin. Eat me to the cream filled light bulb of sex . rub a dub, dub go down in the sub and visit me in hell dearest one. if I go mad today will you fuck me under the psychosis or just let me drown in peace? The evil things in thighs are free but not for me. no not for me. go beneath the counter and get that non-toxic paste. kill the president kill the president. kill the chess club guy and the debate club dude. under the grass. I just want to scream for some ice cream and taste it in my ass under the water once again. enter my mouth man and out through my ear filled with cat hair. manifesto -wombeafesto -fruitafesto -molesto let go its not free neither is me. I’m in bed hearing you call out your own name and not my name. time is a fly and we scream at the flies lord the flies are from hell and just want to swarm our corpses. I don’t care anymore and you don’t care. is this what they call self incrimination and feelings. if there was a ride for me it wouldn’t be the titty totter or the thigh slide water park of love. let me be. taste the music in my pits made from my wits and my throbbing impotence of angry man-ness called madness I’m all alone and I hate your little friends that rape my dripping faucets in my sinks. sinking down a notch and ripping pretty flowers from your hair. enter my mouth beautiful nipple guns of light shooting out the darkness of the mind replacing it with marshal law. I killed my wife with head games. there I sit in fat and lard and dreams all drugged with grander and I say MELLO, MELLO, MELLO, MELLO, MELLO, MELLO, MELLO - Robin Paris 1999 Star Searcher On the tip of the mountain Is a star just for me Climbing on I know I will reach it some day On the tip of the mountain I hide from touching hands Floating out of reach for some peace On the tip of the mountain I’m icy bitter by the wind I see the beauty of light and push on and on On the tip of the mountain all alone to my thoughts I think how the magic world Is cluttered with mortal foes On the tip of the mountain I see my bones shining in the moon though I can no longer go I dream of my star to hold - Robin Paris 2000 Forest Fire Of Sorrow Fire swept the brush, the animals flee Some, they made it away others perished The scalding anger pushed on into the forest verdant The unending night of torment reddens on Wings fan the flames shooting through the clouds Her child was murdered Her rage burned taller than the pyre Her only son lay dead nothing else shall survive Wings propel the flames devastating all as Mother wept sorrow - Robin Paris 2000 Rose Colored Strumpets When I felt the roses on my face, I loved it, though I didn’t know why. When I woke with the hanging of last night about my breath, I wasn’t me. I could have died, as you often said, I could have died. I Loved the roses, and I still know not why. When I woke to find strumpets all around my bed, I screamed inside. They were all strumpets in my eyes, but the roses made them beautiful, made them real. I don’t know why. I laid down with you, with pedals in my eyes, and I loved it. I see your face now, in pain, in love, in shame. When I felt the treachery, I hated it, inside of me. The strumpets all around like a frame of beautiful roses in a sin. I Loved it. I ran until my color ran, and I wanted only release. Death. I woke with wet sheets, I woke with dead roses in my hands. I killed you into a loathing. I took as you took, and I loved it, with pedals in my eyes. _- Robin Paris 2000 Rubbish Unwanted, I sit in the refuse of the world For there is no place else that I belong Used, I look around to see, the others like me All thrown away, all too old to be lovable in this world - Robin Paris 2000 Ease Of Permanent Damage Itching the abscessed mind, I find leaves you marred, and scarred yet brings you satisfaction - Robin Paris 2000 Blonde Yes I am Blonde I am the joke of the day Though I am Blonde I wasn’t born that way - Robin Paris 2000 Blue Blue chips fall and you are the one they turn to Blue tongue runs and you are the one with the blame Blue face dies and you are the one in the grave - Robin Paris 2000 Vermicular Perception Heading down this trail of deception you knew the road from it’s inception the untruth used all without exception On the roads of our vermicular perception - Robin Paris 2000 Shadow Love Standing tall across the lawn the time of dreams The place opposite of dawn Is where I play Spilling into everything places I lurk with dance The candle light giving me it’s graces parting and casting me - Robin Paris 2000 Paint On My Fingers I just want a chance to touch you again I will never get this paint off my hands I will never be sane I just want a chance to travel your lands but there will always be too much paint - Robin Paris 2000 Fall Of The Dragon King Giving over, Lashed up in chains With renting so rich it could kill With dignity the Dragon King knelt for his antagonist’s blade all to save the others, all to save his breed most exquisite pain, most torturous suffering the Dragon King knelt before enemies blade Demons pulling the fetters, They divide his wings, They wound him with daggers, his blood sprays he prays his peoples will be unharmed Events tells him their freedom will close with his unfailing doom - Robin Paris 2000 Ryu Sitting master, in a masterful room under the feathers, under the skies Sitting pupil, in a position of gain under the breaths, under the ground A fighting face, a falling eye under the blood, the sword of sin A fighting day, A falling sun under the school, the sword of wrong - Robin Paris 2000 Aliment Wanting to cook you again I want to eat you I want you inside The age has passed for nothing Now I want you for my food Taking your burnt flesh to my lips and to just swallow you down I can take you in fistfuls I would gluten me with you To only cut your throat to fill my goblet once I would savor you completely and swish you in my cheeks before swallowing you into excess I would cover you with eggs I would powder you with flour You would look like kabuki but only good enough to taste I would throw you in to sauté till flaxen bronze Only I can’t sample you - Robin Paris 2000 Animosity Barrier There is anger beyond hatred, beyond annihilation You sit there in it’s way You are the simple soul, beyond shame, beyond degradation Still you sit there and play If I could only grab your face, to shake it, to enfeeble But you are stone like the resistance If only I could walk through you, to take you, to disable Still you stare like all existence - Robin Paris 2000 Sway & Wave I watch your earrings as the wind takes them in their hold I see their gold shinning in the sun and the day like holiday There will not be other ways to see you now, or ever again Your decorations are all I can see, I don’t see your smiling I can’t see your eyes, but the gold so much pure, how it shines in the summer time of this day and this feeling I have for Love - Robin Paris 2000 Owls And Rats In a land, in the desert sand you stand I am only wounded Your muscles tight, eyes green light, you take flight I am too tired to flee You close the gap, wings flap, I hear a snap So the chain goes on - Robin Paris 2000 Leaving Again Goodbye, I don’t want to see you again Though I love you, I can’t see you again You took my hand, rapped it in a mug You made me to drink the day blurred Now I can’t be myself anymore for real Just a shell that loves you, but what matters If I am dead to the feeling in my head? Dead to the world over my mug, over my eyes Goodbye, I don’t want to hear of you again Though I truly love you, I can’t take it again You smashed my skull with a bottle of pain You drowned me into oblivion, into seclusion Just a shell that loves you, but I am dead - Robin Paris 2000 The Dark Elf Of The Mist Moss on the trees glow faintly emerald in the twilight I stand still and observe as I had done through the daylight The beasts call through the grove like chanting sirens I watch for them with the swiftness of a ruin pillar The fairies swim encircling the trees on mystical errands My eyes pour with the tears of splendor filling my mind In the distance of inches scarlet eyes flash crime in the mist I see the face of wicked with the frosty grin of transgression The Dark Elf of the mist lurks with the agility of fall wind I watch softly in dismay as he jerks fairies from the air With practiced talent, the Elf plucks off their shining wings I can’t close my ears, the outcry as he tosses the fairies down With indifference he puts the wings in his black sack by his side I will never wait in the forest again, I will never forget For as Long as shadows dwell in beauty and death in all immortality - Robin Paris 2000 Dirt In My Soul I feel the filth of deception in my bath I can’t take you one more time, not after your face and the things it does to me. Hypocritical and harrowing sensuality I can’t stare you in the eye, not again Pounding my palms to my temples in my squalor Beating you out of my thoughts and my rind permeated, un-sated, and cold with repulsion So Easy to slip back into this with you again I can’t bare to hear your name, not anymore My blood is on your hands in my head It drips down to the parterre, and I am a whore Used, decapitated, and simple in benightedness I just want to slip into the bath and suffocate the dirt in my soul. - Robin Paris 2000 Untitled If I spoke a word would you hear it in your mind? If I took you in my arms would you treat me unkind? If I ran away from you would you some day notice? If I grew too old to smile would you throw me to the abyss? - Robin Paris 2000 Martyrdom Fucking gashing again, and slashing again Trying to let it out, it never comes out I did it the right way this time to release all the horror I feel And it rains, so it rains on this day I took all from heart this world all a fucking buzz And I can dance in the bathroom when the steam from the shower coats the mirror and it fogs over my face I did it the right way this time - Robin Paris 2000 Johnny, I Cried For Days I liked Johnny but I learned his secret It was the worst and I cried for days He kills his cats and he kills others’ cats I liked Johnny and I cried for days but I learned his secret It broke my heart He burned his baby and He burns others’ babies and I cried for days But I still like Johnny I love him in ways so I cried for days He burns the babies He kills the cats I can see past that Johnny I cried for days - Robin Paris 2000 Stars The distant suns are my company celestial souls of flame The murkiness of eve cite their drama I sup my spirits with the flicker of distant suns - Robin Paris 2000 Pink Pretty Tongue Put out that snow-cone on the lawn I think it might be killing me The pretty pink of it’s flavor Is immoral in it’s suggestions But you won’t put it out though it might end my life and that says allot about you and your pink pretty tongue - Robin Paris 2000 Ball Of Squirrels (grand taxidermy) Out in the back yard I sat in my chair I held my late wife’s gun in my hand I sipped a cool beer, and shot the animals as they walked by. Shot a brown bunny, Shot a blue bird then I sewed them together Gunned down a buffalo, gunned down a deer then I sewed them together Shot 50 damned squirrels, shot 50 more squirrels then I sewed them together I stood back and saw what all I did then I sewed them all together Like Grand Taxidermy - Robin Paris 2000 Dead Dog When you walk on the road there is a dead dog up ahead do you stop or walk to the other side Do you try to ignore it and walk right through what do you do? When you sit on the parkbench and there are ants all over do you get up and leave Do you smash them to the other side Do you try to ignore them and continue to rest What is best? - Robin Paris 2000