Wednesday, August 24, 2005

Death is the International Symbol for Peace

Monday, August 08, 2005

More Nonsense

Trying to write ...differently I guess. Trying to reach inside myself. It's not very easy apparently. -- read on --

Blackened Burning Boiling Dripping
As I write this
I am slipping
Starving Choking Aching Shaking
Take it
Take me
I am breaking

Something inside me looks longingly at the stars
Something inside me cries
Somewhere beneath my feet I lie
Grasping up towards air and life
Wrapped in pity, wrapped in pain
Dying over what I wish to gain
As I wither at my will
As I fall my heart is still
Something burrowed in my body
Scrambles, screaming, to break free
Somewhere under a facade I've bought
Somewhere there is me

Friday, August 05, 2005

What color is aberration? Does it have the shade of catharsis? (think non-literal)