

orange juliabut he sold herorange julia
, soldier
see the orange powder she
grinds into paste for her pretty
nails she hates
rubs it into his wounds
made perfect by her scratching
go easy, he
said
easy this time
but she left one long line
for every time
ran her finger down it the
next morning, did you notice, did i do that?
of course, who else he said
but who can be sure
you're like a fever i can
feel the fight in me tugging
thrashing i can feel
your hot sweat skin beating tight
the way we fuck to forget &nb


i know you triedmy words were easily lost in the storm that raged around me my shouts fell through slipped into zig zag pitfall gustsi know you tried
i tried to sing it away my voice sailing out over futile, whipped under currents unforgiving
you tried to listen to me but all you heard was the wind all you saw was my mouth moving and it seemed to be telling you to take cover or run
so you took cover for awhile and then you ran
i guess i ran harder because i made it out here but i can feel the thunder inside of me i can feel the toxic breeze


Snow Globei said i don't know these people i don't care what they do but if you have some time i'd like to spend it with you you told me sometimes you still check to see if i'm lookin and then you took my little snow globe you took it you shook it back then the snow was so cold so cold but now it's just eggshells turning yellow and oldSnow Globe
we stood around out of place out of time crushing our cigarettes the host offered some wine we stood in her garden declining her offer while the guests kept on talking our voices grew softer
i said hey you need a ride home you said hey i'd like a r


boatthere is nothing new anymore what could be said, we have said what couldn't be what shouldn't beboat
my relationships are frayed and knotted and twisted like old rigging on an old boat rotting as it were but the kind of old thing that makes you wonder about everything that once had been new about everything that once may be about how some things get better with time and some just rot away and i wish i would just get better
and you and i sometimes i wonder too comfortable but you told me you told me you couldn't do this i
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I have left the building.
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`ArtistsForCharity
~You Must Be The Change You Wish To See In The World. ~ M. Gandhi~
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~pixelphoenix
What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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The Angry Deviant
Random Deviant
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