Monday, August 17, 2009
Monday, June 1, 2009
The Most Depressing Sound
the rooster crowing at the end of the night
and it won't shut up
shut up
shut up
shut up
shut up
shut up
shut up
shut up
and it won't shut up
shut up
shut up
shut up
shut up
shut up
shut up
shut up
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
chk chk boom
wvt?
if home is where the heart isss
this is not that plaaaccee
i'm sorry mum, and i'm sorry dad,
but i can't get myself far enough awaay
this is not that plaaaccee
i'm sorry mum, and i'm sorry dad,
but i can't get myself far enough awaay
i wrote the first one for you because i figured one day you'd hunt it all down. i didn't think it would be yesterday.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Inland Island
Here I spend glued hours, biding time, rubbing sand into my eyes.
Here I dream of giant waves carrying me away to some smothering grave.
Here I wake alone shivering into the night, and
I squint into the sun.
Here I am the only adult and the only child.
Here I know no time.
Here I search the view for something changed.
I've padded myself in with leaves, but it won't keep out the breeze.
Here I've forgotten tones of other voices.
Here I've lost the words for things I have no need to say.
Here I'm lonely, and
I squint into the sun.
Here is where I rule, and this is my domain.
Here, a kingdom with no king.
Here's my stick and here's my rock and sand, and
Here I long for a book, and
Hear my long depressing rant, I
Hear no complaining, and
Deep breaths move out,
Deep breaths move in, and
I crane my neck, and
I squint into the sun.
Here I dream of giant waves carrying me away to some smothering grave.
Here I wake alone shivering into the night, and
I squint into the sun.
Here I am the only adult and the only child.
Here I know no time.
Here I search the view for something changed.
I've padded myself in with leaves, but it won't keep out the breeze.
Here I've forgotten tones of other voices.
Here I've lost the words for things I have no need to say.
Here I'm lonely, and
I squint into the sun.
Here is where I rule, and this is my domain.
Here, a kingdom with no king.
Here's my stick and here's my rock and sand, and
Here I long for a book, and
Hear my long depressing rant, I
Hear no complaining, and
Deep breaths move out,
Deep breaths move in, and
I crane my neck, and
I squint into the sun.
Monday, May 18, 2009
Giant Waves
Sometimes I have nightmares about giant waves, about floating on the sea with giant walls of water rising around me. I guess I can't swim anymore, I don't know, I haven't tried.
i'm coming your way.
i'm destroyed.
i'm coming your way.
i'm destroyed.
Dead
the orchard by les savy fav
My eyes are smaller than my stomach is.
That is Quite a meal for me.
I have lost my appetite lately.
The basement is where we wait for the
storm to break.
Someone os lost outside, through the rain
we hear them cry.
Deafened by the sound of the
apples falling down.
They were rottong on the ground
when the winter came around.
My bedroom feels just like a parking lot
thats been closed up for the night
asleep beneath the buzzing light.
My eyes are smaller than my stomach is.
That is Quite a meal for me.
I have lost my appetite lately.
The basement is where we wait for the
storm to break.
Someone os lost outside, through the rain
we hear them cry.
Deafened by the sound of the
apples falling down.
They were rottong on the ground
when the winter came around.
My bedroom feels just like a parking lot
thats been closed up for the night
asleep beneath the buzzing light.
i feel the worst i've ever felt right now
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