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Wednesday, February 29th, 2012
3:12 am	a poem these things as we know exist for a time - as a flower withereth so may some art of these times - here today, gone tomorrow such as us - we awaken to find ourselves in bed and some of us just wont make it back to our place of slumber - some are not as lucky as you and i - we find ourselves almost knowing we can face tomorrow - to the sorrow - for this i know - love is the only thing ive left to show - that will hear tell when i pass - they will speak of our love Current Mood: accomplished (Comment on this)
Saturday, March 28th, 2009
11:54 am	dreams i just had the wildest dream about like skateboarding at my old church which for some reason was turned into a scrap metal storage facility there were also huge cases of cigarettes, cokes and other various sodas which were all expired by one year or more - i was pretty pissed but also there were these little gimpy the hills have eyes creatures/people that had like set up a comic book record store in the parking lot they were all sitting around listening to records and then i saw black sabbath paranoid! i tried to find it but it had vanished within the stack i then tried to fill my pickip truck with scrap metal to cash it in for money until for some reason it turned into a little black car with my sister in it? at the end of the dream i had to chase of kids from playing in some giant oil filled bullet type thing while wearing an oscar the grouch t shirt that i had just noticed to be wearing - ironic Current Mood: accomplished (Comment on this)
Tuesday, February 19th, 2008
11:51 am	late night write god bless america they all sing ring that bell now ring a ling ding inside your eyes i can see a surprise shiny dirt and those fruit flies inside you eyes try it on for size the bread will bake and the bread will rise and that guy tonight he ate the fries look in my eyes i see you - who do i see now? this is true and this cut on my hand its drying out out loud now i do shout but not in pain, just to get some words out up my neck and over my tung into the air these words are sung ring out the rag, oh i now have wrung drip drip drip now start to clean the bathroom floor above the beam above the plywood, above the floor above what it was put there for friction chapter one line 2 of what do i speak of asks you of heat and grip i do reply as i look you into the eye chocolate pours onto his head too much for me, my face turns red i laugh out loud as i slip down as i smile the opposite of a frown slipping all over the floor the paint still has to dry some more the red and blue and orange and green onto my clothes it will be seen i'm sorry if i acted mean i'm too sleepy - its 4 o clock i mean and sleep hasn't set in for my eyes seen Current Mood: anxious (Comment on this)
Friday, December 7th, 2007
2:44 pm	the stars and so this is where the fingers begin to hit the keys if you watch the wind you can se it blow through the trees and does this power make you buckle at the knees? and i am told to never start a sentence with the word and so what, who cares, watch the movement of sand its all really wind, is it not? shoot shoot shoot shot shot shot charlie lies in the bushes and will watch you rot my punctuation is shoddy, isn't it now? bang bang bang explode KAPOW so if a tree stump sits in the ground is it rotty? is that even a word watch the flock deep with birds why is the one that is in front really there why did my friend dallas almost get eaten by a bear? with thick dirty brownish hair is that funny to you? hey, man just look don't stare i suppose i have some care question things make the flock fall with buckshot what is the reason and why do you do step inside another ones shoe try to get inside somebody else's head one night maybe just before bed but hey what is my word worth can you really trust me? i don't know can you? maybe i can earn your trust, maybe we'll see? no scratch all that lets start anew a one a two "shut up say booooooo" he says she says they all say i could sit around here all day but hey as i sit on a bale of hay what do you want to do today? ill do whatever you want to do i wont ever ask ill smile at you this here is favorite thing to do why do you ask? personal, personal we all soon become ill talk and ill talk but its still sun to sun the day has passed the night has come and i sit here and wonder bum bum bum repetition repetition you hear it a lot but when someone listens it means something hot something warm and something clean fuck man, i hate when i act mean i don't want to hurt i don't want to shout but it seems at times i wear a word out yes the night i suppose its back look out your window to see a sky oily black no stars, no light just pitch tar black night wouldn't that just cause such a fright? what if there were no stars what would we wish for? what would keep us in track in a boat without an oar? but you know there are there my sister pointed them out to me tonight i was driving and i could not see but just the thought of it changed me (Comment on this)
2:43 pm	update "you've got so much ahead of you" he says "your so young your life has just begun" i suppose i do as i talk to you where will i go, what will i say? will it matter any way? dust to dust it what they say but i think i can make a difference stand up strait, take a chance i can care for my friends and me make the nights end happily sit around the fire and talk all night this just feels so fucking right so im goin to see my friend in a few days she makes me happy in so many ways makes me smile and makes me laugh friends rise above the chaff so im letting my hair grow out again im not gonna cut it, not for a while not gonna see it in a pile man this dylan records good comes right through the wood with the harmonica playing it sounds so great i think i'll forget about the things i used to hate people will treat you bad, and it will make you mad and it will make you feel sad but don't dwell on it, forgive, move on feel glad some of your friends will forget about you but there is really nothing you can do just hope and wish and write things down your memories can calm you down turn your frown upside noun that's what i do and im ok you get what you get at the end of the day (Comment on this)
Tuesday, September 4th, 2007
1:20 pm	red ink what were you thinking when you were with yourself? keep your eyes fixed in front of you stay fixed on something true my friend sends a message up to me what are you doing? i'm not sleepy and its almost three oh i'm just jotting something down with a pen tip that doesn't seem so round its dragging across the paper now pulling out its ink and i watch it dry this ink is red, do you wish to know why? well this is all i found in the drawer i wish i found something more blue perhaps, i like its shade its color just looks better to me i suppose its my favorite, you see? just take a look around my room its all blue, but not in tune the blanket on this bed now is blue and this notebook, yea, it is too I guess it just seems right to me its not how i feel, it just suits me if you touch the thorn on a rose you might feel blue but hey roses are overused, they grow , they bloom, and their color they loose soon they dry up and then turn brown and to a face they bring a frown and those roses are then thrown down girls love flowers, yea sure they do they put them in a vase so they can rot in front of you they fall right over to be cleaned up soon lie over now on your back put the coat back on the rack flip the switch and make it dark close your eyes, close your mind, close your head and did i mention this pen was red? (Comment on this)
Monday, July 23rd, 2007
4:38 pm	baloons to embers oh my life is just a shadow of my remains oh my life is just what's pumping through my veins balloons fly free into the night red, green, blue you stare a reflection in your eyes cut off the ties remember when i was blue sometimes that might be you too outside birds fly as you stare words come out of your mouth and float over through the air who is that that i wish to see? look in the mirror and its me peel my skin off, make it last skin is not a must have thing only feelings does it bring and i don't want it to turn to spring not until the song i sing is something worth for me to sing i look outside, it snowed tonight virgin white coats the ground and brings my eyes much delight i want to make a snow angel i want to turn back time write you this, write you that lets hope it hasn't come to that a fire burns all night long and in the morning why are the embers so strong? its so that we can sing along on the car ride to where we belong so lets depart and let ourselves be where we belong Current Mood: sleepy (Comment on this)
Thursday, March 22nd, 2007
11:14 pm	don't let me escape hearts are to twist and to ring out words are to write to say and to think to slur when you drink words are to hurt to confuse and to upset look, all this rain has gotten us all wet with rain comes anew something clean something true light is to shine in and warm the corner of a heart to shine through a window to break glass apart wallpaper will peel of but it will be there still just close you eyes and the room will appear at your will listen to the notes in the air music shines through don't you care? notes on a harp sound in the air you see shine through beautifully ice will melt like your interest let it turn to water let me drip down the counter onto the floor and evaporate like i was before i will come out of your faucet to greet you every morning and wash you in your mourning i will fill up the room and cover the mirror wipe me off so you can see yourself clear ill let myself out under the door find me asleep on the floor Current Mood: apoem (2 Comments |Comment on this)
11:13 pm	lovely flowers the daisies the flowers the lovely whiskey sours the daisies the flowers the passing wretched hours all in due time drink and eat glue bottle after bottle press down full throttle drink the blood eat the mud restart the start from full harm time and time dime after dime pull out your tongue what use is it after all it is what makes one feel small live on the floor in a stall hang by the neck from the wall Current Mood: no (Comment on this)
11:12 pm	mhm why to write sad? why to get mad why feel happy or glad? stuck in this house with only ghosts to keep me company hey could you get me some orange juice you can walk through walls its easier for you you see you wake me up in the night i hear your noises heart beats fast mouth gets dry i just hope i don't look to you in the eye sometimes i pray i don't die subject matter is irrelevant as long as i get the point across the words we use are empty you see if you do not say them to me Current Mood: apathetic (Comment on this)
11:11 pm	all the dust the swaying trees they need the wind the clouds they block the sun again the stars they shine all night look at them and just pretend imagine something now and again the blue blue sky it holds the clouds what do you see in the sky look up look through your eyes when the sun goes down the clouds cry shadows fall and leaves crawl along the pavement the breeze pushes them along so slow soon comes the winter snow paint an angel in the snow lay face down and your feeling goes a numb face is how it feels to be forgotten lie down on the bathroom floor let the steam fill up and pour out under the door moisture collects on you skin you will never see me again cut off your feeling numbness begins black is dark as dark as night to some this might cause some fright why does darkness cause fear what you cant see is the unknown fear strikes through the bone darkened eyes and closed minds great me every time mix black with white and you get grey is the the mood today? some won't admit and some will say Current Mood: savy (Comment on this)
Thursday, January 25th, 2007
7:22 pm	##3 you’ve got so much ahead of you he says your so young your life has just begun i suppose i do as i talk to you where will i go, what will i say? will it matter any way? dust to dust it what they say but i think i can make a difference stand up strait, take a chance i can care for my friends and me make the nights end happily sit around the fire and talk all night this just feels so right so im goin to see my friend in a few days she makes me happy in so many ways makes me smile and makes me laugh friends rise above the chaff so im letting my hair grow out again im not gonna cut it, not for a while not gonna see my hair in a pile man this dylan records good with the harmonica playing it sounds so great i think i’ll forget about the things i hate people will treat you bad, and it will make you mad and it will make you feel sad but don’t dwell on it, move on feel glad some of you r friends will forget about you but there is really nothing you can do just hope and wish and write things down your memories can calm you down that’s what i do and im ok you get what you get at the end of the day Current Mood: sad (Comment on this)
7:20 pm	#2 your attached to the vine and you always feel fine but my feet are dipped in hell with my head in the clouds staring at this page senseless having those dreams again had one last night will it ever end? will it pass is what i ask myself everyday reading my books to try to pass the time but my mind just won’t stop itself always thinking on the same things whatever happened to my dreams? they blew out the window with my cigarette all these people i love, all these people i’ve met throw my cards on the table and make a bet hope it pans out this time because this is the last chance i get (Comment on this)
7:19 pm	wouldnt you like to know there are holes in me cant you see through? of coarse you can, i’m invisible you see or cant you my emotions fall out on the floor but when i bend over to pick them up my intestines and heart drop out then pick them up i eat lunch but i see it on the floor so i tape me up, try to fix me up but the tape grows wet and peels right off i walk outside and the children point at me so i put a jacket on and walk on by so i’m having this reoccurring dream for the time being i see this face but what does it mean it talks to me and wakes me up in a hot sweat leave me alone i said last night but i know ill have the dream again tonight if i don’t look it in the face maybe it will leave me alone let me live my life and forget my nightmares but no one will listen no one cares and i think i just wont sleep as i walk up the stairs i get in bed and fall asleep soon enough oh well just writing this down just makes things tough i hate to rhyme, i hate to spell i hate to spell, i hate to think today was fun around the fire a friend can lift your spirits talk it out makes it ok and in no time i wont feel this way so i’ll put the pencil down and get some rest and ill forget about the rest (Comment on this)
Tuesday, January 2nd, 2007
5:27 pm	writ write wroted have a nice little talk with me hey caleb, how are you? look, don’t talk to me and i wont bother you ok fine, i don’t know i’m fine i guess how are you? you see, what i feel is odd at first i’m just a pile of bones and flesh veins and blood, same as mud how many pints of blood are in me? well lets see here 1,2,3.... ill give them all away for free cars driving by, lights flashing on my back and in my face when i walk back stare at them long enough and i see stars they float in the air and follow my sight i don’t know but it doesn’t look right turn around walk back again maybe i’ll turn into you my friend my mind turns gears and bolts will my thinking ever end? i wish i could just crawl out of me let go become someone else you see? its not that i don’t like myself im just sick of being placed on a shelf i’ve become dusty you see nobody will come by and pick up me oh well you said you would call me today i never heard the phone ring you say and you say and you and you maybe i will crawl into you think ill try out something new Current Mood: accomplished (Comment on this)
Monday, December 25th, 2006
11:55 pm	love is not love is like a kite just when it starts to feel right the string breaks and away it flies into the night love is a ship with sails ripped down the sides left to drift away on the horizon drifting away, i won’t hear from it today love is a star that shines so bright and it will burn out tonight it will fall and you will make a wish on it love is like a cloud it changes shape though i say its not aloud see the girl with tears in her eyes but when i try to console her she dies i walk over to her but she turns to dust and then she blows into my eyes i pick her up, she’s sand in my hand and she says to me “ you will never understand” don’t you look me in the eye don’t say anything as you pass by love is a candle that lights this night i wrote this by this candle light but it will burn out tonight now love is melted on the table so i’ll clean it up when i am able (Comment on this)
11:46 pm	will you forsake your baby? cool calm and collected i am, i am that’s me and so i float on down stream with the other logs to the mill to be cut up and distributed easily will i keep you warm tonight? on this cold december night i am those books you sell back after exams for half the price you paid stacked on your desk 1,2,3 will you ever see me again? i just don’t know, lets see you brought me in a bag today to the salvation army i am every color, red, yellow and bluish grey i’ll be put on the tracks tomorrow and sold off for dirt cheap only to end up in some strangers room to be piled in a heap will you wash me? i will fade but i will still be me maybe you will see me again my dear on some stranger i the street while you walk on by, step by step two feet so now i’m in a record store with a new album cover one me i'm scratched and old but honey you can buy me for 4.73 put me on in the car listen on the way home, just you and me put me on in your room, ill play you right to sleep all these things i think i am i am, i am that’s me (Comment on this)
Sunday, December 24th, 2006
6:14 pm	asdfghjkl shoot is to blast as shot is to shell well well well oh my oh well load up on bullets, load up the skies get them right between the eyes bullets are a shiny metal surprise oh so desirable this power implies banana clips are now your eyes lets not be hasty a finger on the trigger leaves 4 more for lies this blood runs thick its ankle high red and sticky, now up to the thighs Current Mood: rejuvenated (Comment on this)
Friday, December 1st, 2006
4:40 pm	choke lying in bed i shouldn’t of said the things that I should have said i lie on the ground and I pull out my hair crawling through the field gasping for air the grass in my mouth tastes like soil i pull it out but it comes back in from the back of my throat where did it come from, what have I wrote? the hay bails move on their own coming towards me, oh no they don’t trying to swallow, but my mouth it wont everything I see, every time I cry i see the shadows of the vultures like waves in the sky please don’t come for me for there is nothing left read it now, ok i’ve read anger is what I feed me, ok i’ve fed so I say to me where did you go? why did you do this to me? you knew it would happen and I say to me, you hurt me Current Mood: enthralled (Comment on this)
Monday, November 27th, 2006
1:32 pm	dreams so i had the weirdest dream last night. I dreamed that me and my friend amy went into this house and there was this ghost that lived there. she was so scary and it scared the crap out of me. the woman had a name but i can’t seem to recall it. i remember you could walk into the house and she would show up all over the place and walk through walls and all kinds of stuff like that. i remember i walked into the room where she was and she looked at me and walked into the closet, so i want to the closet and she was gone. in the end of the dream she threw one of my friends into the furnace and they almosat got burned alive. it was such a creepy dream. what was scary was when i woke up i thought it was real and that there was a house in lynchburg where she was but then i realized it was only a dream. weird huh? (Comment on this)