Monday, September 26, 2011

Two Opposing Techno-itions

Quite fanatic this palindrome,
  Clad in age, the scent of the fallen.

When luscious purple transmogrifies
    in golden coffers  performing a litany
So seductive with no verb in site, it becomes
  an embodiment beyond simple mystery.

  The etching inside the wall will remind us,
We can not cut ourselves from the Whole.
Forced to convey some sense of caring,
Knowing no amount of damn will help.

    Yet still within a secret sum, a new addition,
Gestalt and bewitched.  We shake our lashes
with the ease and discord.  Scare away the sharks,
May they never fly again.

Sunday, September 25, 2011

For the Masses, seen by few.

Alright I'm finally getting a hang of this site, learning all of the buttons.  I'm going to begin writing a book.  I have had a shitload of ideas for years about diffrent books.  Most of the time, when I start writing something, I see a trailer for a movie on television, that is strangely similar to what I'm writing.  I really hope this time, I can get something done before I see something that utterly crushes my dreams of being a writer.  Furthermore, I really need to invest in getting an old type-writer.

Sunday, September 18, 2011

In you I see dirty.
In you I count stars.
In you I feel so pretty.
In you I taste God.
In you I feel so hungry.
In you I crash cars.
We must never be apart.