Sunday, November 30, 2003

I talked to Satan today
yeah
He said he wants his soul back
Frozen Winter Shit- by: unknown forgotten

Well the weather outside is frightful
The city is frozen and crying
It's falling tears freeze to icicles
And the buildings scream to the cold:
"Let us go,
let us go,
let us go."

The people are bundled up in jackets
They're freezing, they're dieing all around us
A layer of ice on their faces and foreheads
And we cry to the sky:
"We want no more,
we want no more,
we want no more"

The sun is shut in and hiding
The clouds roll overhead laughing
The moon pours its bitter cold light nightly
Above our heads the end of the world is hanging
Our homes have become shelters, encapsulating
And we plead to the cold:
"Let us go,
let us go,
let us go."


Disintegrating- by: unknown forgotten

My stomach sinks in
Like the opposite of a bloated beached dolphin
Chips and salsa
I haven't ate a thing
Skin so thin
Withering away
Like a leaf in the wind
Bones and flesh
Shaking from the cold
Shivering
Belts that don't fit
No energy to throw a fit
Beat me up
I give in
I give in
tonight hurts with reality
Fueled- by: unknown forgotten

This world is run by a machine
A machine of mass consumption
A machine that mass produces
A machine that controls our decisions
What we believe
What we perceive
A machine that factors out improbability
A machine that fills us with perception
A machine that makes us love what we hate
Like a bottle of whiskey, then rum, then whiskey
Well I haven't puked yet
So let me be

A body crumples up like disease
Fetal position upon the cold tile floor
I imagine it's worse than I dream

Machine
Well predetermined
It almost feels like it should be
But so wrong it hurts and ails me

Friday, November 28, 2003

I once told a friend who was as low as one gets:
"Life sucks, but living doesn't."
It saved his life.
Let us be thankful for everday of living.

Thursday, November 27, 2003

Limbo- by: unknown forgotten

We try and limbo under the bar to Limbo
The gateway to the upper level of hell
Touch the bar and go to hell
Make it under and go to heaven
I'm as far down as I can go
Either way it's not looking good
In Limbo we wait for the destruction of the world
In Limbo we party and limbo under the bar for fun
The World Has Sinned- by: unknown forgotten
(Perhaps another divine comedy [?]. Laugh with me now...)-

Plans for the future?!
Look deeper!!
I doubt the world will make it until tomorrow
Plans for tomorrow?
Thanksgiving a is a holiday for gluttony and slothfulness
Christmas is a holiday for selfishness, spendthrifts and hoarders, not to mention hypocrites, falsifiers, betrayors, the unbaptized, diviners, false counselors and schismatics,
Veterans day is a holiday for violence, and wrathfulness
...as is Columbus day (destroying the local people and land) violent towards others; and art, Usury
Valentines is all lust, seducers, flatterers, selfishness. Jealousy another sin comes in for those unloved.
Halloween is for the heretics, blasphemers and hypocrites
Easter and Good Friday is for hypocrites, the unbaptized, diviners, false counselors, schismatics, betrayors and falsifiers
Memorial day at its very best is still only slothfulness
Birthdays are days of selfishness, and thieves
Holidays are excuses for the world to defile themselves
Then let us rejoice!
In the eternal inferno we will all burn
Let not one of us fall short from these desecrations
Let us rejoice!
We are humans made short of glory
Our nature shall destroy us all
Find me a man free of sin and we will celebrate
Perhaps spill his blood upon a sacrificial altar
The sort of altar resurrected on any one of these special days
Even the Devil complies with holidays
Revel in our own filth and splendor!
Look what we have become!
Why should we shun what we disgust
When we love it so much?
Do not deny hypocrite, that we love it so much.

Wednesday, November 26, 2003

If It Was All Metal- by: unknown forgotten

Graphite dust blew over the steel plated hills
Metal jagged leaves hung off metal jagged trees
Shrapnel for gravel
Melted iron ore for a river down below
The taste of gold for breakfast

Rusting animals, the signs of old age
Joints creaking, faces oxidizing
Plies of nuts and bolts that walk about
Gold plated young ones, freshly oiled follow behind
Not machines, but living metal

Thursday, November 20, 2003

What A Time/ A Taste So Good (Two stories in one)- by: unknown forgotten

Not unlike a new beginning
Has this city been so cold
The hearts of the people are frozen
We're all so disturbed
The lamp posts that shine under the rain
Glisten their light onto the showers
The wind sways slowly
Holding the night in it's hand

All this unfamiliar weather
Is affecting my brain
Like a dream I sway slowly in the wind
Frozen hearted indeed
Buried to my knees in the soft soil
But it's not what it's talked up to be

I love this place
It consumes the soul
Though I may turn into birch or pine
The water treats me well

Leaves sprout from my fingertips
Branches burst from sides
The roots run deep down the spine in my back
And from my mouth will flow dark sweet sap

My fruit will be strange
Sweet smelling to the scents
The taste may be captivating
But the after affects will be death

Poisonous fruit
So sweet tasting you eat three in a minute
And writhe in pain until your demise
The taste so good
You lick your fingers 'till death

Wednesday, November 19, 2003

The Lady of Charn- by: unknown forgotten

Hail! Hail!
For the White Queen is dead!
Winter has ended!
The White Witch is dead!
Slain and bloody
By the Lion's mane!
See the the clouds parting
The sun is shining
Her evil reign of winter has met it's end

Tuesday, November 18, 2003

head full of helium (or something like it)- by: unknown forgotten

my head is full of helium
(or something like it)
and with these infernal winds
and this single fin that runs atop my skull
i'll blow away if i step rightly outside

(let's not forget
my back hurts
my blood is full of poison
and it eating away at my joints
what sleep I've had
oh, say it hurts bad
toss and turn)

by golly god
and his tasteful wrath
my eyes are turning backwards
and everything is going out of focus
shall i reap the flavors of my days

but I say mostly
my head is full of helium
(or a gas lighter than air)
feel i'll float away in a sooner day
like a hot air balloon
i'll course the world

this fin across my skull is growing bigger
and in these winds!
ha, we laugh at the humor
the funny bones that ache so bad
dare I? ha! dare I venture outside
say on a day like this?

not to mention the rain that's falling effortless
it stings, i say it stings like the bitter cold
or perhaps the spatter of boiling oil
and in these winds! ha! these winds they're strong
and with a head full of helium
I dare not step outside

oh what miserable days
feel like soggy toast
I'll slip and fall on the slick walk!
being so light and all
and in these winds!
and this effortless rain
i'll blow away
i'll blow right up away!

oh that jolly god
he mocks me with his weather
say i'll just kick back indoors this day
and we'll laugh at each other
being me with this head full of helium
(or something like it)
he taunts me with his powerful breath and blow
trying to knock me over in the rain that pours
Go outdoors? ha! we laugh at each other
ha! this grin across my jaw grows larger
good times, friends, good times

now say
with this head full of helium and all
just leave me alone



Wednesday, November 12, 2003

Divine Comedy- by: unknown forgotten

Like a serpent dragon
He writhed upon the floor with no legs
Fire poured from his mouth
Fire poured from his freshly dismembered limbs
His roar bellowed profanities
He cursed god and all that is holy
He damned our souls the hell
He suffered intense pain
So that we may live
Fire dripped from his eyes
A serpent dragon slain
Six hundred years later he will resurrect
And reap all our souls
He will devour our holy bodies
And take our defiled souls to hell where they belong
Like a serpent dragon he will consume us
Jaw dislocated at the hinge
Scooping up millions upon millions
And destroying mankind completely
The barren earth will become his egg
A hatchling of monstrous proportions
It will shatter down the middle
To reveal a creature infinitely more appalling
It's claws will rip open heaven
Devastating all that is holy and well
His tail's swipe will disintegrate all the holy people
It's venom will slay all the angels with fire
It's jaws will press gods skull until it begins to crack
It's teeth will smite him out forever
Finishing off everything that ever was
His name is all powerful
His name is Jesus.

Tuesday, November 11, 2003

Let's keep records
Statements of things
These are these
These are not these
You Can See His Bones- by: unknown forgotten

Let me stop for a moment
And bite off my tongue
The blood will flow down my chest
My skin will burn away
I am a skelton on display
Don't forget I will always miss you

This bloody mouth
Sings a despairing song
Like the woes of a bystander victim
Never did I dream of such strange things
The blood burns up the veil over my life
I am a skeleton on display
Don't forget I will always miss you

This splitting tongue
Leaks acidic blood
Now what am I to say
I will always miss you
I am a skeleton on display


Monday, November 10, 2003

Lazy Season- by: unknown forgotten

This is the lazy season
The wind rolls through the town
Blowing leaves and freezing air
Gray sky hangs overhead
People succumb to their own weak will
And huddle up indoors
Often next to a fire

This is the lazy season
People are worn out
The year has been long
Now they wait for it to end and start all over

This is the lazy season
It's dark by 5
And people are just getting home
The weather works on their souls
Drowning out any joy
They have no energy without the sun
When it rains it's ten times worse

This is the lazy season
People find someone to love
To make it through the winter months
No real logical reason
Just someone for warmth
A comfort factor that tricks the heart

This is the lazy season
No one knows what to do
People sit by
Let things subside
They stand looking out the window
And all their time complaining

This is the lazy season
It kills people

A Strange Request- by: unknown forgotten

I woke up before dawn
To a random phone call
The kind I've been waiting for
To wake me up from pointless sleeping
And lose my mind
Someone wake me.
Walk in my room and shake me.
We'll rule the night.
Break my eyelids open.
Before the sun makes it light.
Start my life with a kick.
Wake me up.
Disturb my rest.
Because what's the point in sleeping
When there's nothing to wake up to
Help me find my shoes
Let's wander the city in the dark
Nothing's open
It'll have to be just you and me
Visit me while I slumber
Turn on the lights.
Someone wake me.
Wake me up.
Reformatting Tomorrow- by: unknown forgotten

The world sleeps
I put on my glasses
To view a broken scattered conversation
Of treason and blaspheme

Talking heads in the corner room
Faced off to the death
I take off my glasses
The world sleeps

Heel to toe
Tip of the hat
And slip the drugs in blood
And dream on, dream on

The same peoples eyes are stapled open
For fear of going to sleep and waking up
They put on their glasses
And the world is wide awake

Eyes plastered and peeled open
To watch the darkness turn to light
See the sun rising on the horizon
We made it through the night

Because what's the point in sleeping
When there's nothing to wake up to?

Sunday, November 09, 2003

Life Alone- by: unknown forgotten

Nobody's awake when I'm awake
Nobody listens to what I say
I say it will work
Nobody believes
I know, I hope things will
I believe
Nobody believes in me
Nobody believes what I have to say
Nobody listens
Nobody gives me the time of day
Nobody gives me the god damned time of day
What did I do?
Nobody believes in me personally
How often have I failed anyone personally?
I always come through
Nobody believes me
Nobody believes in what I do
Nobody listens
Nobody believes in me.

I cry.
Nobody believes me.
I try.
Nobody believes in me.
I guess I let them all down.
I must have.
I let everyone I loved down.
I failed.
They give me no hope.
Then should I even try at all?
I cry.
I let everyone I loved down.
Then why try at all?

I try to love my friends.
Nobody.
Nobody at all.
Nobody I know.
Nobody I love.
Nobody.
Nobody believes in me.

I cry.
Then, fuck off.
Because you don't try to help.
Great advice.
I could have told you that.


Nobody.
Nobody.
Nobody.
Nobody.
Nobody.
Nobody.
Just me.
And me alone.



Saturday, November 08, 2003

Insomnia Numb- by: unknown forgotten

If this glass of milk
Were only something thinner and had more liquor
To the taste of a self inflicting night
Perhaps it's just my mind twisting
I just wish this glass of milk
Was something thinner and had more liquor
It would help me go to sleep
Fascinated Oblivion- by: unknown forgotten

It's cloudy black nights like these
I sail into oblivion
Stare straight forward
And don't give a damn

I see everything happening
I notice the smallest details
I'm surrounded by people
Who don't give a damn

I could try to smile
But it's worthless effort
I could be happy
But there's no reason too
On cloudy black nights like these

Friday, November 07, 2003

There's Room For Two- by: unknown forgotten

Empty my pockets
Take off my clothes
Play some sullen music on the stereo
Dim the lights low

I've got motorbikes
They should take me so far
But just like my life
They don't run

Someday I'll repair the damaged machines
Someday I'll get it all running again
But for now I'll sit here rusting

The temperature drops
The heat is turned off
The windows begin to frost
I can see my breathe now

I'm naked on the floor
Sprawled out waiting for something more
I'm waiting for something to fall on my chest
I've been waiting for so long

Wallets empty
No job to wake up to
All I want
Is a ticket to San Diego

But even then
I can't stay forever
My belongings, my life is up here
All that's valuable is down there

I've got motorbikes
When they ride
There's room for two
A seat for me, a seat for you

I'm naked on the floor
Wallets empty
No place to go
But I'm only taking up half
There's room for two

This freezing town
This time of year
There's a place for you
There's room for two


Thursday, November 06, 2003

Ten Thousand Miles- by: Molina & Roberts

Fair ye well
My own true love
Fair well for awhile
I'm going away
But I'll be back
If I go ten thousand miles

Ten thousand miles
My own true love
Ten thousand miles or more
And the rocks may melt
And they seas may burn
If I never more return

Oh don't you see
Oh lonesome dove
Sitting in your ivy tree
She's weeping for her own true love
As I shall weep for mine

And I'll be back
My own true love
For who will shoe your feet
And who will glove your hands
When I'm in a foreign land




Wednesday, November 05, 2003

Look- by: unknown forgotten

The keys slid across the laminated floor
He knelt down to pick them up
She ran out the front door
Outside the window the wind blew with might on the trees
A branch broke off and landed in the road
A lady speeding and digging through here purse did not see the blocked road
She hit the branch and lost control as well as the car behind her
She hit a pole the other car hit her
She died immediately the other driver was rushed to the hospital
He died later that night from internal bleeding
On the radio played smooth jazz
The saxophone was beautiful
Nearby a child watched the whole crash happen
His name was Joseph and his parents were divorced
He was waiting for his school bus
He missed school that day
He missed a spelling quiz
And he missed recess where he would have met Jessica
It was her first day at this new school
She was a shy little girl who liked to sing
Her parents just moved here for her fathers job
He was a police officer and had been for 4 years then
20 years later Joseph and Jessica would be married and have a child
He worked in a business building
Its reflective windows reached miles into the sky
His desk was small and cluttered with paper
A note to see the boss sat upon his desk
She stayed home with the baby
He worked too much though and neglected his family
So Jessica started an affair with one of Joseph's friends
He found out on an early afternoon
It was a cold day but the sun was shining
He had lost his job despite his hard efforts to keep it
The door was slightly ajar as he entered his own home
The baby was crying in it's room
He caught them in the act
Throbbing like wild animals upon the bed he payed for
His heart was broken then enraged
Up in the rafters in the garage there was a box
He took it down, ripped off his tie and opened the box
It contained a gun Joseph was given to by his father when he turned 16
That was to be the last time he saw his father before he disappeared
A relative had said they saw his father 3 years ago in California
Joseph never looked any further into it
He aimed the rifle at the adulterer's head and fired
The man died instantly
Blood splattered across the room
Staining the off white curtains
And dripping onto the carpet
Jessica was unaware Joseph had entered the room when it happened
Joseph just walked away silently back down the stairs
She grabbed some clothes and ran out of the house
She frantically screamed and threw her keys at him
The keys slid across the laminated floor
He knelt down to pick them up
She ran out the front door



Tuesday, November 04, 2003

The night is silent
The air is still
We are alone for the moment
But I am always here

Sunday, November 02, 2003

I always know where I am
I just don't know how to get back home
Or where these roads go
7286 Days And Counting- by: unknown forgotten

It's a lot like disillusion
A sort of false reality
A salty fog that resided only in your mind
The taste of vinegar
The ice that freezes your toes
Resting upon a wooden bed
Wrapped up in lettuce
Thoughts of unimportance
Escaping what you know is real
Shutting yourself in for days
Visiting old friends, and never seeing them ever again
Keeping in touch once every 6 years
Swimming in contaminated waters
Drinking a cup of who knows what
Spinning in circles in your new car
Climbing a tree only to fall
Shoplifting with money in hand
Tasting only samples but never buying a thing
Looking at pets with desires of hunger
barbecuing liver and onions for your family
Computers that love more than lovers
Mirrors that begin to talk back after awhile
Cereal that sits out all day
Trash piled up in heaps upon the floor
Books unread in the fire
Ideas drowned out with liquor
The scent of fresh paint
Cars constantly broken down
Joyous occasions end in frowns
Funerals of people you've never met
Relatives you wish were dead
Smoking cigars inside the house
Music that makes your ears hurt
Fish in the tank starved to death
Toilet overflowing flooding the basement
A dark feeling that things will never be right
Awake during surgery
Mold inside the walls
Burning rubber
Televisions exploding
Getting your hair caught in a vacuum
Photos blurred out
Matches all soaked and wet
Snowfall in your window at night
Getting lost in your hometown
Regret
Machines taking over your job
Doing the job of a machine
Cell phone batteries depleted
Carpet stained with wine
Knocks on the door from strangers
Converting your dollars to Euros
Planes that crash into mountains
Lovers who've killed themselves
A sink full of vomit
Another first kiss
Burning yourself on a hot stove
Getting locked out
Debt never repaid
River swimming and waterfalls
Movies that make you cry
Pulling hair alone at night
Shivers down your back
Sex on the kitchen counter
Stickers on street signs
Dogs howling
Getting the high score
Learning to play guitar
Moving to New York, yankee
Fleeing to New Orleans
Spending the night in a cave
Falling asleep at the wheel
Bounced checks
Starting a new hobby
Expectedly failing again
Losing your wallet
Flat tires
Empty cupboards
Candles burning out
Cutting yourself while shaving
Breaking an ankle
Quitting your job in anger
Numbers that don't add up
Begging for mercy
New shoes that don't fit
Losing your sight, getting glasses
Believing in god then dyeing
Cattle in the fields
Half moons versus crescent moons
The boy who had no legs
Fear of writing a letter
Making movies in your mind
Biting fingernails
Stale crackers
Crushing cans, breaking bottles
Going out for lunch
Peering through the blinds
Surprise birthday parties
Dreaming alone in a park
Police cars
Feeding the hungry
Death at your door
Killing a snake, keeping the mouse
Building a cabin
Looking up words in the dictionary
Taxes and files
Lessons never learned
Shoes full of holes
Forgetting to take the garbage out
Post-it notes
Walking into walls
Buying candy you don't like
Stopped escalators in malls
The smell of bathroom disinfectant
receiving the wrong change
Headphone speakers blown
Punching jaws
Rolling in your sleep
No will to live
Rolling hills
Broken chairs
Radio is only static sound
Cutting yourself on scissors
Going to anger management
Waking up at dawn
Being told you're useless
Pens that are out of ink
Plugging a light into an outlet
Watering the lawn
Singing a sad sad song
Sickness that is contagious
Disillusion is dangerous

Lay Us Down In Piles- by: unknown forgotten

The way we live is the way we die in this bloody murderous town
The way we wail in the night signifies how our lives will end
Make sure to carry your knife, and be ready to draw
Because the scoundrels will attack you when your not ready at all
The way we live is the way we die in this bloody murderous town
Slaughter your enemies before they take you down
Their blood is on their own hands for the sins they committed against you
The way they lived was they way they died in this bloody murderous town
We'll dig our own graves tonight
We'll keep killing until we lose the fight
The way we wail in the night signifies how our lives will end
The way we live is the way we die in this murderous town

Saturday, November 01, 2003

Paralyzed Inside- by: unknown forgotten

Once you sit down
You realize your legs don't work anymore
In fact, you can't move at all
You only want to get up and leave
Go out into the dark city
And meet people you've never known
Talk to them until the sun comes up
And realize you don't even know how to get back home
But why go home then?
If you've already gone that far?
So you stay, you remain with these strangers
The strangers you now know so well
You can't remember when you first met anymore
Because you've been away from home so long
If only these legs moved
If only I could will myself away
And wander the dark city alone
Until you meet someone you've never known before
Look them in the eyes
They're the ones like you
Whose legs don't move
Something Like What Once Was Love- by: unknown forgotten

Oh I'll change everything
We could both be better now if we tried to survive
We'll change everything after we can finally decide
I'll stand in this room
When I give the queue
We'll look apart, and leave the house
Meet me around the back in my car
I'll take us away from here
We could both be better now if we tried
You stand in that room
and we'll look across the house
Through doorways, halls, and bedrooms
We could both be naked now and innocent
We'll change everything
We could both be naked now
At some point we should come back to each other
At some point you think we would make things better
Get in your car and drive here
We could both be better now if we tried
We'll change everything after we finally decide what to do next
I left you behind. What shall we do next?