Sunday, January 17, 2010

160110..

Only sillys get that lucky..
Age is such a bad reason to/not to marry =]

Saturday, January 16, 2010

Green Day in SINless city

been a while since a real moshing effort.
caught Tre Cool's stick..
need a massage....

Thursday, January 14, 2010

130110 Accidental Emptiness, part#1

Confirmation...
1 year of self exile from my heart, bear no soul..
For a cheap shallow life u still chose..
I wear not despair nor agro..
Just a disappointing sorrow..
Enjoy little D, old girl.. Hope I'm for once, wrong n hurled
Enjoy the Es, old girl.. Hope they light up, your new world..

trying to write... trying =]


Sunrise.... somewhere in SANURdiso....


sometime over the last week... trying to get some writing done..


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Wednesday, January 6, 2010

040110 SINless is dangerous

This has gotta end..
Before it all makes sense..
And scares the shit off your pants
This has gotta end..

There's one u'll never think of love
Curious to trace the ink.
See how it leads to pink..
Couldn't keep on her feet
She is tainted by your lead
She's not a piece of SG sheet
You can't keep painting that colour
U stink of darkened pits
You can't keep tasting that flavour

This has gotta end..

The one u used to love...
High priestess of speed
Burning rubber immortals
When the smoke retreats
Empty rumble of immorals
Uncut ropes will still tangled
With aching smell of lust
Who is free n who's still strangled?
How can u tell with orgasmic masks

This has gotta stop.

The one you cannot love
Why not? The kids will be tall and pretty
Maybe whiny but genius crazy
Sexual, intellectual, sexual, intellectual,
maximo
Such stimulating intensity, above and below
But no connectivity, no links of the souls
Still, Why no??
If you do you'll never truly sleep
If you do you'll never truly eat
You might never feel your feet..
But you might be very very fit

This has gotta stop..

There's one whom u love
Can't mantain no cool
Can't get grip nor clue
Loss in your own sub conscience
Late with every action
U see her in every corner
Drink for her every thirst
Wa(o)nder in her every splendour
Speak of her in every converse
Dream of her in every glimmer
With absence of sexual urge..
Is this love... or just your own image of love?
Do you wonder and not act? why not act and then die trying?

These have gotta end..
Before there are more ones
Before they make sense, as one..
And ends me....

Saturday, January 2, 2010

020110 preoccupation

Hello rush.. Hello train..
missing train by 7 steps..
Hello preoccupation with pirates n gypsies..
hello rush.. Hello plane..
missing is such a drag..

It took a drag(queen) and some minor begging, to let me check in ..
Even though counter lights were off and she was just preoccupied minesweeping..
Nice drags are 'she's..
Missing can be nice drags.... A drag is still a drag

It's a strange thing, this preoccupation.. Almost like a friend.. Yet acts like a fiend..
Sets up the pose, then missing the action
Braves up the rose.. then forget the note!

They r peculiar, my preoccupations.. Like drugs wif misprescriptons..
Turns a minor genuis to a major dope.. In certain company..
Coolness on crush to a sloppy soap.. Lets slip the lady..

Viscious.. them preoccupations..
Shows a writer' lunacy and a sucker clarity
Gives focused ability while slices versatility

Preoccupation kills the Jack..
Missing is still a drag..

Sent via dCrackberry

010110 10+am

Gave a Rose without(forgot) the note, lotsa thoughts but no words..
Lotsa words but no rope, just as well he'll forget to hook..
Gave the smiles and the jokes... er again - which way to go?
Lotsa miles and bumpy slopes... which gear - high or low?
Give the dog a bar of soap, help the poo and find the bones..
This boy may have none a hope, the girl has neither time nor shown...

i'm a forgetful chicken shit idiot.. What a combo =]