Riddled with perverse desires to multiply the uncontrollable
I reach deep inside and fight for nourishment
Scared to make a sound, be summoning an orchestra
The slayed lay awaiting tomorrows destiny
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Stop SOPA (day 239)
Fight! You pretty people fight!
We have a voice
Granted with passage unto earth
The birth of our conscience
Fleeting matters dismissed
Like McCarthy witch hunts of yore
Carry your own thoughts, dear lovers
Forth, onto tomorrow
Feed not the media induced frenzy
Feed not the government sponsored hype
Feed knowledge within
Feed freedom
Know choice
Consequences we face
Raise a powerful voice of knowledge
Let it be known it’s not ok
Fallen (day 237)
Splay the strewn corpses
Lightly across the virgin sands of time
Let their obscene gestures
Recklessly fall deep beneath the soil
Rotting amongst their own ambitions
Long since fallen
Long since dressed in stripes
Awaiting the sentence
Memories (day 236)
The memories held within these delicate sheets
Lined with edges and uneven borders
Fill up my sleepless nights
So that even the forgotten memories become mine
..And I Sang (day 235)
I played guitar all night long
I sang into your wires
I let loose the desire
Bottled like a wild bee
I held your reverb in my stomach
I croaked your intentions
I felt your sweet sustain
Like a sweet soul mother
..and I sang
..and I sang
Speeding (day 232)
The path exploding like a double shift into 5th
Loosely cannon-balling down the empty highway
Wreaking havoc upon the simple things
But only little longer
Nothing ever stays as it should with gas prices so high
Still Alone (day 231)
Your love
Frothing at the mouth like an innocent child
Capturing little bits of humanity
In the deep holes of sanity
Innocently proven
Archaic amongst the spellbound
Glistening like the deep cold waters of the full moon
Only shortly lived, disturbed in a quick splash
Go ahead
Run the rivers wild into the jungle deep
Call out crazy like the impossible memories
Green and charming, still alone
Lost Lovers (day 227)
The wind sweeps through like the souls of lost lovers
Chilling the blinds as they flap lifelessly in the delaying sunlight
Spreading it’s thoughts deep amongst the floorboards
Littered with memories and superficial decay
Time keeps carrying the wanderers on
Further and further into the romance we only get little glimpses of
This is the distance we only know as silent observers
Holding hands with thoughts we’ve only dared read in books
