Thursday, April 1, 2010

Kiss and Tell

Something so sweetly
implanted in the earth of my heart.
So warm and friendly
imposed synthetically
the promise of absolution
and annihilation.
Tag my earthen heart
with another poisoned promise.
Oh please, lie to me
and tell me this fits perfectly.
Taste my tender wilderness
and let me go all the same.
Or at least imply that I wasn't
meant for what you had to offer me.
Your fears are wildly
unpronounced and open.
I looked down on you the entire time
and
to be completely honest,
didn't buy what you thought of me.
Perhaps I'm jaded.
Perhaps I don't speak the truth.
Is that what you assume to be?
You'll never know
and I never kiss and tell.

Sunday, March 21, 2010

All in unison

Oh for fear,
children of communication
yet no interpersonal relations,
are we staggering slowly towards a fate
somewhat similar to timely death.
Our fathers in rock and blood,
fought to curb this disaster,
compromising our freedom.
The melding of subconscious minds,
has a heavy price,
which doubles our debt,
with no love to pay.

Chorus:
We unite for one common goal,
but this goal lost its meaning
when we put our fingers on the button,
when we plucked our guitars,
when we opened our mouth to the mike,
All in unison.

So especially unique,
so utterly talented.
So special you are.
So disinterested am I.
We are not part of better world,
or a higher plane.
I don't give a fuck about your
moralistic disciplines,
or your ideal intentions.
Your actions and decisions
are the causation of disequilibrium.

Chorus

Our destinies are heading to oblivion.
We affect nothing but effect everything.
Nothing now for individuals to do
but rally to a stupefying cause.
So bang your drums,
set out your ideas,
spin them in a web of gold,
to capture unsuspecting
children of the most tender influence.

Spatial heatwaves

Into a blank cold, I'll follow my heart's magic moments.
The snow is dropping, plopping onto my barren ground.
Son of a bitch, for him to not leave me this way.
Shoving me but reminding me I have to see him.
For all my consciousness sake, I feel cheated.
I step through tracks of the ages, songs remind me
of what I'd like to see, as far as the inevitability.