Maybe One Morning in TwentyTraces of blood and white grit scraped gingerlyMaybe One Morning in Twenty
from
nostrils (still partially numb) wash away
with the spit
I expel, snarling rockstar defiance fades quickly (you ain't Bill Hicks, kid. that's for damn sure) and I scoop
lukewarm water into cupped hands to smooth down unruly hair (ifmyheaddidn'thavefuckingCORNERSthenthingswouldbeDIFFERENT) and I know I'm going to work again already scripting
lies
for the return home, fabricated conflicts make me seem a little more badass
Sonnet I: DistractionSummon forth the baying ritalin hounds To chase away the lolcats of my soul And closely guard the epic and profound Though viral culture wreaks its bloody tollSonnet I: Distraction
New deviations in 'artistic nude' Distract from all poetic endeavour Whilst on YouTube some poor misguided dude Shall my golden bonds of focus sever
Though white hot love and grief assail my brain My worthless wiki-numbness shall persist Crisp white virgin pages shun my pain As long as cursed Facebook shall exist
Yet lo! Could this cold anti-muse yet find Release for restless demons of my
smallTALKIt isn't the conversations that are off-limits that bother me. It's the long comfortable silences punctuated by grunts, giggles, half-words, static on the 'phone line sweet and warm as breath on my neck, amniotic nothingness drawing us closer than twins in the womb.smallTALK
Too soon the dark agents of this second afterlife sense the vacuum bringing us too close for what we are now (what are we now?), interjecting with happy nonsense chatter of family and work and Him and current affairs, brutal jagged gore-drenched small talk hacking, cleaving, sundering sacred silences to deny the void, raising flags of tribute to the Dark L
I Took Fame The Wrong WayAn artist like you deserves a gallery of hanging people With their vocal cords all lying on the floor. And if we could we would paint the room with human blood, And call it a masterpiece.I Took Fame The Wrong Way
But you were never an artist.
And a writer like you should have the world for an audience, And a library full of dead bodies for a home. Each of your books we would put in "only the best" section, And we'll make room for your bed of disconnected fingers and ink.
But you never wrote a word.
So, a celebrity like you should have their name on the cows' arses, We could
Tillabook IslandThere was a young woman from Tillabook Island whiling away the days by the bitter cold shore.Tillabook Island
Every night she walked the same rocky path down to the abandoned south beach with its trash-littered sand.
She sat on the same rock on which she recieved her first kiss from a sandy- haired boy with saltwater lips.
She called out a hello to every blue crab that scuttled by, the same kind she had caught as a child.
She stayed until the sun came up and washed away the gray skies with streaks of pink, orange, and
Long RideWe’re livin’ here, Back seat drivers All of us can look back But baby, you’re stuckLong Ride
None of us can change the past No matter how we feel No man has found that magic hour glass To turn back the sands
In a flash of color and memory
Baby, you’re fucked Its just you and me now And we’re both killin’ ourselves over this Don’t you worry, the ride will all be over soon
Find your muse, honey Coz we’re in for a long ride.
| A work in progress. |
Dave Gorman is God
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i am not myself too
but I am also yatoy :iconyatoy:
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Yo ho, yo ho, a pirates life for me.
We pillage, we plunder, we rifle and loot
Drink up me hearties, yo ho
We kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot
Drink up me hearties, yo ho!
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Some day, this country will definitely open up it's ass hole.
Who the Hell would open their ass hole for you?
~Samuri Champloo
-end of episode 6
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A real friend never gets in your way - unless you happen to be on the way down
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and welcome to dA!
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JELLYHEAD WHEATTOAST~!
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