Saturday, February 21, 2009





a touch of something
so far from me
it does not belong to me
where do i even belong?
why does everything feel so wrong
i'm losing myself in the shame
only the losing part stays the same
this life i'm living
is bleeding me
is leading me
far away
so far down in my mind
so far away
i can no longer feel my heart
the new is dead
the damage done




this house is the place where the spiders collect
where the silverfish breed in dust
cloud cakes cloud over
the build up builds up
and takes over
and the floor sticks to your feet
the out leaks in
through the broken and busted
it sneaks in through the many cracks and holes
thicky sticky icky
sicky
sick from junk
you can feel the funk
you can feel the clams
takes on like leeches
you can taste the salt
as it leaves you dry
one more layer of yuck over the last layer of yuck
drip drop drip drop
drip drip drip
drain drain drain
chicken- off with your head!



turn it up- everything around us is dying

















radio inside the girl
stay between this wet urge like lazy is nice only beside void hold time we body move bodies electric

the strangest of the strange...

the strangest of the strange...
...i am

star loves the beatles too

star loves the beatles too
yeah i love the beatles too
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