The Perfect BodyI shed my vulgar fleshThe Perfect Body7 years ago in Open More Like This
for a pure, mechanized mesh
of self-replicating nanobots.
I leave my horrid form,
as a feast for each small worm
in a cold, damp, and freshly-dug grave.
This is my exodus
from wrath, sorrow, amorous
yearnings, terror, boredom, and envy.
There shall be no more flood
of vile hormones in my blood
because this metallic shell has none.
My consciousness resides
in each "cell" so nothing hides
from my notice or from my control.
Soaring the SkiesClouds, take me into your armsSoaring the Skies7 years ago in Open More Like This
let cold, take grip of my veins -
giving me life that comes after death,
Rebirth will make of me a crow.
Not mynah nor peacock nor parrot
nor gentle lovely snow white dove -
For my thoughts shall always be as dark,
as the dark coarse feathers of the crow.
I shall live on the highest mountain
on its highest coldest peak;
Solitude there is what I shall find,
and that is the food I seek.
And someday, I shall fall down to earth
come, fellow friends, rip me apart-
For though mother Nature claims my flesh
up in the cloudy skies soars my heart.
TornI never thought anything would hurt so goddamned much,Torn4 years ago in Scraps More Like This
To love him and to hate him
To be enchanted and repulsed
How did he do it? This horrible game in my heart
I had never wanted to kill someone before,
Whom I also wanted to kiss
He argued so passionately
It made me love him more
But it made me hate him more too
I think of him too often,
Of sparkling eyes,
And dashing smiles,
Of when he spoke eloquently,
And was more than my match
But then I remember
When he infuriated me
I think of when he is cold at heart
When he is cruel
Part of me knows he doesn't care
But the other part longs,
Longs for the time when he is wonderful,
Eyes filled with adventure,
A hand ready to take me away
But there area always to sides of a coin
My heart wants one and can't stand the other.
What am i supposed to do?
Torn between two if him
Dashing and brilliant,
Or coldly insane,
No one to talk to,
The pain driving me mad.
So I killed him in rage
And I will always regret,
How I saw only one side.