stiklo.kamanesoro-oro.oro.oro- praau, praau, maldauju- ne, a negaliu, nemoku maldauti- o dieve- tik oro- tik vieną maą gurknį, tik skonį, gyvybės kibirktį, tą deginantį skausmą, praau - a dūstu, negi nematai, negi nejauti, negi tau tai nesvarbu?..
Taip maai- tik keli milimetrai- a įkvepiu deguonį ir akimirka prarasta ir a vėl dūstu ir man karta ir geismas drasko plaučius, krūtinę ir oro.oro.oro.- NeNeNe a nenoriu vėl likti tutumoje, praau, praau, paskolink savo oro, paskolink savo gyvybės, negi nematai, kad a tik lėlė- padarysiu viską, tik duok man OroOroOro- pripildyk mane, a noriu būt gyva- praau praau praau
a alta, mano gyslose ledas. Nesuprantu, kod
LoveloveLove8 years ago in Other More Like This
Someone asked me what is love
is it good, is it bad
is it awesome, is it terrible
I honestly didnt know how to answer them.
I finally desided love is the most complicated of all emotions
Love is kind
love is harsh
love is wonderful
love is terrible
love is a cure
love is a sickness
love is LOVE
love is hate
love is meaningful
love is pointless
love shows the best in people
love shows the worse in people
love makes us speak truth
love makes us lie
love understands everything
love confuses everyone
love builds your life
love tears your heart down
love makes you smile
love makes you cry
love makes us cuddle
love makes us hit
love makes the world go round
love makes the world go crashing down
love makes things simple
love makes things impossible
love is always worth it
love is never worth it
love makes us smarter
love makes us stupid
love is enlightening!
love is BLIND
make love not war
make war out of love
love is peaceful
love creates fights
love is sooth
jigsaw.i'm not sojigsaw.7 years ago in Other More Like This
every time you make me smile
an abortion clinic
or something else just as
because i think you're the most
piece of work i've had the pleasure
of experiencing while
you're putting yourself back together
take the last
lopsided square of your puzzle
and hide it underneath the cushions
just so you would never be finished
or anything relatively
just so i would know why
and just because i could
and just because i find you
so much more
when you're not quite
you closed off in glass jars
underneath my arm
so i can walk you
show you off
to any girl that comes along
Manicured FingernailsSlumped across this jagged edgeManicured Fingernails7 years ago in Other More Like This
Flickers and resounds
Upturned humble skin
Chewing their manicured fingernails
Drift into this a puckering sleep
Drenched grey Collapse
Slumped across this jagged edge
Why, yes.Steady beats of martyred love-lies-falling down on skid-scraped sidewalks rain-dripped with long lost, has-been joys killed over and over by their selfish words that strike selfless keys on tall pianos making sweet and sour, bright-streaked music whilst wandering aimlessly throughout the dark, life-evaded spaces in a street-whore's one-track mind that thinks thoughts of lust, greed, and intimacy until the back-break wonder of a stolen kiss takes tolls on the mental incoherency that was once whispered in shallow ears with deep-hearted thoughts and telling some revitalized reasons to a trolley-shop tramp that bathed his blood with gold-dusted rumors and spun intricate webs of persnickety, black-eyed drama to take a seriously misguided stab-in-the-dark at a goose-chased tale telling all of its slumbered down sugar-pies to smoke puffs of their last cigar andWhy, yes.7 years ago in Other More Like This
Oenothera FruticosaTomorrow, in those fluorescent, kaleidoscopic baby-planetsOenothera Fruticosa7 years ago in Other More Like This
that we fondly refer to as memories...,
I'll take your hand, and lace your fingers [with mine.]
And we'll run in perfect circles
til the scarlet luminosity of a DYING vector
[is completely gone] in a fancy-drawn fit of [sexual apathy.]
When the crystal-clear skies suddenly CLOUD,
full of semi-precious thoughts c a r v e d i n s t o n e .
Marmalade Articulations in...Please. Don't finish that sentence...Marmalade Articulations in...7 years ago in Other More Like This
I'm imagining what it would be like,
to be the words hanging from your lips... ♥
cwDSKNKHJJU942He said,cwDSKNKHJJU9427 years ago in Other More Like This
"I'll let you be in my dream...
if I can be in yours."
You're in my bloody dream,
raping all that was once known
and replacing it with patient hope.
Patient hope in new snow,
bathed in blood and drizzled...
with that oh so grizzly feeling
of sickly-sweet surprise.
So, zip that howling screamer
and go... burn brighter...
...in the dark.
Humming Merry, Little Verses.Stretching out pale, corset-encrusted bodies,Humming Merry, Little Verses.7 years ago in Other More Like This
heaving upon waves of blue satin,
and raising butterfly-light above.
Blue bedroom eyes clouded with ice-cold lust,
Tiny diamonds beading and pouring
downward from your neck
Ardour blessed passion scratched deep
in the alabaster expanses.
that thin frame, writhing madly.
Matching the rhythm of the blasting stereo
beat for hot-blooded beat.
Lovely, crushed-rose dusted little babies on mine,
they're oh, so soft,
and taste oh, so sweet.
Long, slender fingers running races
through waves and strands of black silk.
Intertwining vines in and out together
traveling all over me
gripping my waist and holding me tight.
breathy whispers touch thy neck as
simple pledges from a lover-beau's lips.
Pale skin, so smooth and warm against my own.
deep in those two emerald dancers,
watching those lovelies steal
the blue-hazed light.
Remember Me In Iceland...Bitter-sweethearts played back in stereo,Remember Me In Iceland...7 years ago in Other More Like This
falling in and out of love at this loud volume.
to the heavy-metal thunder beat
sucked down through a curious girl's
of smoke and lightning grey.
They're clouding up her glass-light barrier,
pouring that 100-times-done-before melody
down and out on the street corner
begging for a proper penny,
six pence none the richer, at least.
Rocking crew-cut, platinum-plated love accords
through that mad hatter's tambourine.
A Distant Pleasure...Let the hormones rage as cotton thrashes and hearts beat fasterA Distant Pleasure...7 years ago in Other More Like This
till you cut the kite string on a liposuction dream that coded
on the operating table.
It disappears into Betty Davis eyes
and is shone back through
Blowfly.The flecks of green tourmalineBlowfly.7 years ago in Other More Like This
in your cherry moon eyes
shine so sparkly in your UV light.
Fuck you too.Drop dead, Gorgeous...Fuck you too.7 years ago in Other More Like This
That disappoints me... that I can STILL hear your voice
dripping off the light-bulb.
I swore ten times backwards that it was... choked off.
Sometimes, it's just... just.too.much.
One day, I'll pull the trigger,
and you can wash all the love I had once for you off the wall.
Or maybe I'll just hold you... in my hand
and drown you in my own personal ocean.
I don't know... I'm not a goddamn psychic.
Maybe you should just kill me,
pop me off one of these days.
Do us BOTH a favor...
Shaking Hands with Crickets... Pretty promises f a l l i n g . . .Shaking Hands with Crickets...7 years ago in Other More Like This
from a filthy, little mouth,
With e v e r y passing breadth,
a little bit lovely;
a little bit stranger;
a little bit deadly;
some guys just can't
7. ViralDimineața - tuse seacă, două lingurițe de ploaie.7. Viral6 years ago in Other More Like This
Prânz - ploaia ia formele palmelor ei.
Seara - plouă stângaci, dar plouă.
Lacrimile se amestecă azi cu ploaia,
Iar eu mă-ntreb cine se mai poate distra acum.
Acum când locurile perforate de tun
Se-acoperă cu ce-a rămas.
Flori albastre, albastre!!
Oamenii s-au pierdut,
Oamenii nu mai stiu, nu mai vor să se uite la ceas.
Vor sa străpungă blestemul
Iar bătranul cu părul sau alb țipă: "Am să-i las!".
Azi vom trage linie, iar ea se va face
A Travesty in C-MinorKaleidoscopic lilac hangs off your lipsA Travesty in C-Minor7 years ago in Other More Like This
as I breathe in all the conflict that pools there
in the shadows of your pretty, little mouth.
The cyanide in your supernova-eyes
has me suffocating for those panchromatic
optic-planets that shine through the lids.
Cheshire-grins form at the sides of your
mouth when it finds where your hands
were searching for and then they leave a trail
of breadcrumbs for your hands to find their way back.
My lower lip is cherry-blossom as it awaits
that quiet touch that it's become so very
hypersensitive to as it goes through stages of
analysis to keep those black secrets black
and the white surreptition a ghostly-pale white.
Two Bees Encased in Amber. Hm.Lace me up tight,Two Bees Encased in Amber. Hm.7 years ago in Other More Like This
and watch my lips change blue.
[First with your hands,
then with your mouth...]
My breaths come short, quick
whilst your hang heavy,
high on honey-bittered lust.
Lead me down where the wild roses grow,
and brush them upon my numb teeth.
Listen as they bring the colour back to my cheeks
only to run out so suddenly
in a high-volumed fit of ecstasy.
It's a price though,
that the come-down
Champagne in Place of Suicide. Throw me s w e e t b r i a r lovelies,Champagne in Place of Suicide.7 years ago in Other More Like This
and gently lay me down to bed.
Rest your head u p o n my hand,
sip softly at my loving breath.
I'll give you ardour mirrors,
and my own c o m a t o s e love.
We're lost in the fever,
drowning in the smoke.
Taking a will-o'-the-wisp kiss,
and p l a y i n g the cord softly,
... Sorry.Do you know how much I hate you?... Sorry.7 years ago in Other More Like This
How much EVERYBODY hates you...
You're bluffing if you say no.
Nothing gets passed your bright eyes.
Lest we forget that last photograph...
Aww, Look... Fire Ants? Cute.Crawling on my hands and knees... how tawdry,Aww, Look... Fire Ants? Cute.7 years ago in Other More Like This
as you steady an arrhythmic heart
with nothing less than your perfectly on-touch,
ginger-headed sex appeal.
My thoughts are relapsing and I'm in the second-half.
Fuck me... harder.
My lungs keep collapsing and I need a polygraph.
Green means go when I look for your eyes,
Such a strange flavor, I'm wired, and I want more.
Androgyny drowned in apathy, animalistic tendencies.
Unadulterated allurement for shallow hearted-pleasantries.
Cameron Diaz on Crack...? Nah.Suffocating... like a honey-bee caught up in the sweetest, the most golden-plated nectar... Yet, dying because of the monotony-dripped delight in which he's trapped.Cameron Diaz on Crack...? Nah.7 years ago in Other More Like This
Dying... in his own life source... his own love...
Dying, and he's loving every moment of it.
Every moment of it, until his heart will finally stop its tender beating and he'll stop... and stare off, glassy-eyed, into nothing as he whispers fondly of his true-love's kiss and how sweet it tastes as he sucked it down to his deep, heated ardour-inflamed passion-pit where his paramour's memory resides as his last breath is taken.
Taken as he kisses their iced-still wing.
Suspended in Lemonade...Throw anatomy to the dogs, and breathe upon my buttoned chest. Stars remain crusted in our eyes and tell us where to go. Until they fall... like apples from a tree, as tears down my cheeks that roll through your lips. And, we feel as if we float along as particles in a solution. Crashing into one another, suspended in disco lemonade. Now, don't heal my fractured skull, allow the thoughts to flow freely... all the thoughts that remain trapped by a mouth to weak to support them. Through our inferno, passions rage and ebb to the point from which they'll never be renewed as how they once were viewed. Relapse into old habits, and allow us to align before our sun and have it pulse through us and then rip back through our hearts and take every trace of warmth from them. Pick a cherry from my tree and let me taste the juice that spills down your chin, down your neck, down your chest... With that, I'll take short, sweetened sips from your lush lips that cradle me through the night and eaSuspended in Lemonade...7 years ago in Other More Like This
If a Train Leaves Scotland...There you go again, Strawberry.If a Train Leaves Scotland...7 years ago in Other More Like This
reminding me of when I loved you.
Some people just...
Some much sweetness that had
passed through us.
Now, just imaginary daydreams
on the cutting room floor.
Pity that they crumbled
in the dry heat of our unwitting acquaintance.
Tell me the truth,
did it hurt when I stepped on your broken heart?
I do hope so.
That was my intention.
-burns Red Robin down- Chapped lips and morphine drips...-burns Red Robin down-7 years ago in Other More Like This
perplexity spun in the blink if an eye.
An eye... an eye with a sick, sad story to tell.
What type of Jedi mind tricks is Kitten playing today?
Hard to tell... they all look the same.
Puh... ssibly.Is that you [looking like a tragic plagiarist] in the corner?Puh... ssibly.7 years ago in Other More Like This
I thought that all that carnal lust and lack of sex appeal tasted familiar.
We ALL knew you would behave so childishly.
It makes me wonder... in the deeper advances of my strange, sober little brain...
Was it my name bore in between each beat of your wanton heart?
I DOUBT IT.
It's an odd flavor sitting on the tip of my tongue,
however, I passed it on, down the primrose path... didn't you know?