poetard

leak

2009-07-18T21:46:00.000-07:00

fake, artificial like the tracks in your hair
whatever, you know I don't care.

2009-07-16T21:47:00.001-07:00

the sky is pregnant with anticipation
you cower in fear
clutch at the silence
blood and thunder
torn asunder
you will not last the night
rivers run red
the wrath of yahweh
he sheds no tear for you
lightning splintered pitch
illuminating overcast

8 days.

2009-07-13T07:08:00.000-07:00

chewing my stiches, bled for days
lick your gaping wound in praise.
she's very confused
sugar will only make it worse
sleep comes easily now
from my furrowed brow
it has been all along

you're just a pale imitation
too bored with abdication
to not let you pretend.
i'll be bored before
it plays itself out
I'll leave you in poor taste
like the bad taste you left in my mouth

stay golden, pony girl.

2009-07-13T07:01:00.000-07:00

sun soaked skin, i scratch and itch
summer casting everything in gold
but you lose your luster quickly, dearest
the air is dry; this town stagnant
an avalanche across your freckles
covering dots I care not to connect
I want no part of this.
you're pregnant with dreams
and gave birth to my disgust

araneafemina

2009-07-07T15:54:00.000-07:00

so this is what it became
leaving only scabs and stains
same old story, familiar song
something better came along
like so many other flies
caught up in your web of lies
i've succumb to your trap
corpus ego under wraps

aranea femina
seduction sublimina
araneafemina

So this is what it became
Carrying your scars and strains
brand new story, virgin song
you can read and sing along
fly away where you're not welcome
freedom from your amo letum

population: you

2009-06-29T02:54:00.000-07:00

Blame it on the chemicals
why you can't control impulse
say it was my sub par prose
why you cannot find your clothes
show me your teeth show me skin
someday, i will be your has been
just act as if it never happened

because you have too much pride
and you know that they would chide
it's a real small town
and you've got too much class
for a boy who's oh so crass
but it's a real small town

say that you don't like my voice
i'm only yours from lack of choice
say you don't like my stupid words
they're like no oberst you have heard
say you don't like my guitar
but still fuck me in my car
and someday i'll go real far
and you'll still be here

and I'll find someone who will want only me
maybe she'll be kate, or maybe natilee
maybe me and natilee, or maybe me and kate
you'll be here suffering your small town fate

cause it's a real small town
and i'm the best you'll find
it's a real small town
and i'm leaving you behind
It's a dead end town
this much is true
it's a die here town
and it will always be, population: you

2009-06-20T19:27:00.001-07:00

ode to the incredibly cute asian girl with the drawn on cat ears.

2009-06-16T19:34:00.000-07:00

Neko Neko
kawaii kawaii
I know I want you
I Don't know why
Neko Neko
iku iku
take some time just me and you
neko neko
nyah nyah
yellow yellow
petit bourgeois