Tuesday, October 20, 2009

4 #3 Mortal, Motels, & More-tells: (3) Irony

            "The ark is broke
             The waters have taken over
             And its now that deep inside blue depths
             Are stirred the cold shadows"



Searing images, smoking curves
Frigid curtains, distant lures

Let the blinds unfold
The crimes untold
And through the night
Let the dark deluge us into Neverland


E L I X I R




3a #3 Surgery Spins (2)

"Cutting edge is when you are cutting at the edges and they are not yours"





Its about two organs
Pairs of them
The ones that matter, don't count
The ones that count, don't matter


S T R I N G S



Monday, October 19, 2009

4 #2 Mortal, Motels, & More-tells: (2) Motels

          "What separates the first and last is between
          After first, is behind and beyond
          After that, is upwards, backwards and again
          And then, there is distance"





A distant ship
On the far edge of an ocean
Doesn't disappear


It just goes into the horizon


Because the cell divides
And that is the rule


L I F E



2 #5 Mortal, Motels, & More-tells: (1) Mortal

"Poisoned bones, lost sphincters and a chocked airway"



You see, policemen are like control hungry freaks
The canines in the K-9s
The cruel duals
The drool tools

Like white cells
In black cloaks
Like bright masks
In a haunting obscurity

Guardians or slayers?
Killers who save the day
Or saviors that cave the night?

Lets have sanity for others
And yell insanity for our self-s
Less sadness for the ordinary
More madness for specials

Its wet, dark and dusty here
But thats what life is

"What would you like to order tonight?"

C H A O S




Sunday, October 18, 2009

3c #1 Conversations with Dr. Cockroach: (2a) The Angel

"Every choice has a consequence"



Standing on that ledge
Gazing into the depths and darkness below
Staring into the absurd premises founding the lesser musings
Of the tribe - homos and stupids

Diving into the womb of that night
Down
Losing it in the dark of that gray
Beyond

Empty laughs, craving cries
Sagging smiles, sickening lies
A gulping void, a fractured gulf

In the maddening screams, in the widening lights
All he could see was this

"What drink would you like first up in the morning?"
De-cafe, Defects, and De-facts



T H E   L I V I N G   A B Y S S




Thursday, October 1, 2009

3a #2 Surgery Spins (1b)

"Success is a fleeting moment. Failures are forever"




A passing shadow
A wuthering height
A creeping silence
A distant sight

A dance of colors
And the lights of a morning


There was a moment
When time was broken
And the darkness filled everything



S u t u r e s  today