Saturday, November 28, 2009

just as fooled and as unreal.

Nigh is the hour of painful hemorrhage.
Though I hold fast in my fantasizing skull, scared of sleep.
For in waking, agony will find a home, the concept of sanity will drown.
To declare my defeat, a white flag I raise.
Reason explodes with my heart, a soaking red flag is lowered.
Contribution of moments past, exist as Universe reflects from the peak.
Visual hell reads in the code of what I have helped create.
Laughter interrupts as God masks a lasting grievance.
Love shall once again engulf this branch, off the core of strong oak.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

bootless: an audible plea

to see with this iridescent mindset, in this ever-wasting globe..
to find there's no more to say that hasn't gone through filter of the megaphone.

dropping plays on us like bombs, and dropping bombs on them like bombs.

so what, we can't take more digital toxin - - more chemical toxin.
doped and brainwashed, i'll admit how deep i'm in.
seven severed heads supposed to fall forever down,
though that revelation seems only wishful thinking now.

so what, i blame external forces. can you blame me?
really? obama bush clinton and blair.
they're only the latest bringers of despair.
it goes back on forever, since babylon rose,
i feel that value wasn't always based on time you composed.

so present, so fed up, so raging with anger,
why did i choose a world that won't accept savior?

it's our time, and our chance, take back manifest destiny.
with you by my side, we can spread the importance of action and brevity.

~ Sic Semper Tyrannis ~