Wednesday, April 22, 2009

"Morbid Death Relishes My Body For Cardio Workout"

Mush my withering wilted whimpers into your ideals
Poke my potent poignant point of potential to proliferate your potency
I'm fuzzily forboding my fortune to freebase Frampton's cock
I'm smugly smiting the spoom to smash my own sorrow on a rock
I'm lustfully looming in larceny, only lurid embers in my sock
(pause)
Alliterating literally limitless talk

Monday, April 20, 2009

"My Life is Shattered. Any Questions?"

For so long I have felt shattered
I have never gotten accustomed to the darkness
That resides all around me
Inside of me
Inside of you
Inside of you (without you knowing)
I see it
I feel it
It destroys me
Both
You destroy me
My parents are divorced
spoom.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Condo

Eyes spiked with discontent
Veins swollen with devourment
Destitute heart bleeds amphetamine lust
Doom penetrates my tomb inside of my body
My body penetrates the useless existence around me
I'm at my condo right now in Santa Barbara
The flesh hangs off my pasty limbs
Like a dilapitated pair of hiking boots
Swing
Swing with my flesh
Around and around
Hang on for dear existence
I'm paralyzed with anxiety
But only figuratively
I can still move my flesh
I can still move you
I'm at my condo right now in Santa Barbara
Dance faggots

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

"Swallow"

Feel the languid blade cut across mastodonic flesh
Immobile
hemoglobin sploodges out like stolid salmon in a jacuzzi
I didn't invent pain.
I carry it with me like a frantic slumberous ooze of nevermore.
I wield it, poised, beseeching mutilation
I trade it, poised, at the arts and crafts show
For the souls of nonbeseechers of nevermore.
Swallow

"Loss for Words"

Lying in a cloud of despair
My fist is in my mouth
Dashed hopes, shattered heart, confused mind
Bloody teeth block my fist from exiting my mouth
I have endured torment
My fist is stuck in my mouth
The void that runs through my veins supplements the income of my pain
I cannot remove my fist from my mouth
Lacerated eyelids that no longer want to see
My hand is cramping up now but I don't want to... like force it out
My pain transcends generations of agony
Arm protrudes from my face, I'm choking on my fingers
Tears wash out the imprints of the way things could have been
My hand is stuck in my mouth

Saturday, December 13, 2008

"Trampled Heart to Dust Tears"

Horses hooves echo
The sound of my tears falling
boobledrop stoobaflop...
As they strut across the valley
Chicawop. chicawop chica, hop, Run horsies.
-- e s c a p e --

Zebras follow the path of the bequeathed ox...
Pumplebahh pumplebahh spooka pah
The ox, chastised by his own species
Cra cha! Hooble top wop splact

I am the ox, the horses, the misery.
Croople tee toff bop tappa spleeb...
I have
e s c a p ed

Thursday, December 04, 2008

"Numb"

I can't see the light...
With whom is blocking my vision?
The shepherd walks alone in my heart
He is unimportant.

On my knees I beg for salvation
From this life so full of lustmord
Hast' thou any pork?
The pork of my tender womb
Devours my existence
But I'm
numb.

Sunday, October 05, 2008

When
the
duster becomes
of importance
make some eggs
let anderson cooper
do whatever he wants