I know this could easily have gone in the pouring out your soul thread but i wanted one to archive my stuff... so I hope you guys enjoy. feel free to critique the shit of of it
The Filibuster Princess
quick
Don't think
It's time for us to sing
Sing the praise
in the haze
oh my god
I'm so down
It's no
No? no, it's there
You're as blind
as a pig
"oink" bastard child
It's your turn to sing.
"Heaven sent me from above"
"Hell sent me from below"
Over my shoulder I see this world.
Hey man it's time to let go.
You're a sycophant
and I'm your mirror.
Escalator
Your choice
Both want you so bad.
They want you so bad.
I want you so bad.
You want you so bad.
It's driving me mad.
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Hard to say I know you
Hey there
I found your note
I thought you should know
It's a roller coaster
sitting on a fence
an obsessive decadence,
Let's sit and watch.
When the highlight of your day
was yesterday
I find it hard to say
I know you.
Hey there
I think it's time
I thought you should know
I'm a trapeze artist
in artistic times
while you stradle a fence
hoping it won't break
It's hard to say I know you
When you act like this
It's hard to say I know you.
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Code
Your headache is over
It's over
your head
is a wonder
I wonder
if this is
my business
but on Saturday
We'll break this mold
and we'll feel old
like we're wonders
that we ain't.
Pretending, our lives
your life is nice
I wish a could cry
you wish you were nine
And someday I'll run
and some days you hide
this headache
of yours
has become
mine.
Carry me
Because I care
but what do I do
when you're not living life
but life is living you.
And acres of land
lying in rows
lying smoothly
at their destination
having searched for life
and there it is.
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Unknotted
When I awoke
I planned
and I plotted
my path's been unknotted
I never knew
I could tell
you, what it's like
when I fell
and you caught me
in my dream
and became
from a stream
of consciousness
and activity
and relief
some creativity
my heart
and my mind
both pining
for time
often carrying
different plans
for a
plasticine man
finding lines
to be dotted.
For my heart
when she caught it
my mind
woke up
from this dream
and plotted a path
to destiny
for this quick
tiring stream
of life.