intresting weekend i had.. yes yes.. was told that i could make a gay man straight.. i took that as a compliment.. but come to think about it.. umm.. that might not have been one.. who knows..
Trembling hands explore, pulling, pressing, and guiding
Possessive arms tighten, wrapping, leading, and binding
Soft gasps, pleading whispers, alluring moans adrift
Nothing aware around you, nothing in life but this
Inhibitions dissipate, carnal desires arise
Eyes revealing the soul, eyes revealing the mind
Quickened pulse, red lines, impressions over skin
Heated flesh relinquishing the very essence within...
thankee, i needs someplace to send the file to, just hit me with a contact email and i'll use it to reply and attach the file. then you in turn can send me yours it's weird how writing almost comes in seasons.. i'll just get the urge to write until my fingers bleed, and then lose it just as quickly.
Cataclysmic Apocalypse churning in my mind
Feelings that I thought Ive buried, left far behind
Surfacing with jolts of inhuman consequence,
My soul, my life, bearing no pretense.
.
The anger, the pain streaming through my system
No matter how hard I try, I succumb becoming its victim
The malice that keeps coming, seeping in my head
Wondering if the pain would go, once my... Read More
What are you doing? Don't cast that stone!
All that I know will fall and crumble.
But that is what you want
You watch me pick up the pieces and try to rebuild my sanctuary.
Only so you can see how neatly each one fits.
Easier to pluck away for future grievances.
Give me the stone, I will cast it myself.
Perhaps the shards that... Read More
i hate drunk frat boys... alot... especially when they think they can invade your personal space and get all touchy feely kissy... ... it couldve gotten really ugly too... considering my first instinct was a quansu to the throat... wouldve killed him tho.. so all he got was a not so gentle push to the floor... bastard..
drunkin' frat boys.........how about drunkin' want to be alpha males (frat, punk, redneck, white, black, big, small,..etc...). I am not much of a fighter but I have knocked the fuck out of those shit for brain boys that fuck with my girlfriend. I hate those fucks.
btw... I just realized you're a D.I. fan.
I booked them for a show in 93, I was on stage to keep kids off the equipment, when they handed me a mic to sing chorus for Hang10 in east Berlin. It was the highlight of my summer.
hell yeah, i get paid to give people food and say thanks have a nice night and appear sincere.. i love it. i get paid to lie. alcohol indeed. lovely. we made a video last night... just terrible, my band is the friggin worst.
Her dark precocious eyes followed the beast with wonder as it traveled from the mountains to the oceans. Always there, always close behind. Sometimes she could almost catch it, her sorrowful reflection would briefly show a glimmer of hope as her tiny hands would reach out to the beast. But the beast was fast, cunning and evaded her easily.
Penetrate the senses with seething dementia,
Let primal instincts be your guide.
Sever reality through pain and brutality,
Submit to harrowed thoughts within your mind.
my notebook is in my car.. that broke down today.. making 3 dead vehicles in the past 6 days.
i think i really need to start writing again or i'm going to lose it. holy shit.
Led me, guide me, show me the way inside... Touch me, pull me, force Your way inside... Feel my body, fill my body... i want to taste You, savor You, breathe You, absorb You, hear You moan as You fill me, feel me Mind, body and soul Take me in anyway You desire, stake Your claim, i'm Yours... i'm here, waiting... Read More
Long stemmed, beautiful, so vibrant and alive
Intoxicating, lush, addictive through my eyes
Darkened, the dying, brittle and used
Discarded, the blacken, crumbled and abused.
I love roses when I get them. I rarely do though. So rare, when the peddles turn black, I keep them in a crystal vase. Tied with a blue silk ribbon. Maybe I would get them more if the word... Read More
burns don't heal worth a damn on me... and i'm not talking scars, but open gaping sores for like, months! working with hot shit all the time in the foundry i have an unhealthy share of scars... i have actually gotten fired for it!!!
as for the art, i am gonna put some of it up in the photo gallery thingy... i still need to take pics of newer stuff... (as in, like, from the past 16 months! )
actually here is one ya might like. it is from a series i did.
http://www.geocities.com/hyenahell/bookdetailA.jpg
Long stemmed, beautiful, so vibrant and alive
Intoxicating, lush, addictive through my eyes
Darkened, the dying, brittle and used
Discarded, the blacken, crumbled and abused.
I love roses when I get them. I rarely do though. So rare, when the peddles turn black, I keep them in a crystal vase. Tied with a blue silk ribbon. Maybe I would get them more if the word... Read More
but i really cant see how that "wouldnt" be one in its context.