Tonight and tomorrow
forever again,
I hold you close
with paper and pen.
Though now apart
together we stay
and through your letters
together we lay.
Faded and yellow
torn and weak
close to me
I'll always keep.
Through miles and years
pain and tears
night and day
and joy I pray
I'll always be close to you.
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Friday, May 16, 2008
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Sweet Torture 2
Scream
Cry
Beg
Plead 'til your throat is hoarse
You will not die
Not yet
Bribe
Cajol
Threaten revenge
I'll spit in your eye
as I skin you alive.
Look- there goes a finger!
and another
Let's switch to toes
for variety.
Now, what's next?
How about your tongue?
It annoys me
No, let's go a little lower
Tell me what you feel
Tell me
Yes
That's it
More
Good
Now,
tell me you love me.
Cry
Beg
Plead 'til your throat is hoarse
You will not die
Not yet
Bribe
Cajol
Threaten revenge
I'll spit in your eye
as I skin you alive.
Look- there goes a finger!
and another
Let's switch to toes
for variety.
Now, what's next?
How about your tongue?
It annoys me
No, let's go a little lower
Tell me what you feel
Tell me
Yes
That's it
More
Good
Now,
tell me you love me.
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Chandler
I'm so doing things you do
I'm so saying things you say
I'm so in the motions and the mood
we're not there
you're here
I'm there
we're so not there
we're distant
you get it?
two levels
separate
not the same
not the same
NOT THE SAME
(if we were you'd be in here with me staring at this page, not out there-very out there)
I'm so saying things you say
I'm so in the motions and the mood
we're not there
you're here
I'm there
we're so not there
we're distant
you get it?
two levels
separate
not the same
not the same
NOT THE SAME
(if we were you'd be in here with me staring at this page, not out there-very out there)
Monday, May 12, 2008
Sweet Torture
Flinging arrows through his heart
they ripped his flailing limbs,
and while he lay there helplessly
they fed their foulest whims
Not a sound could he utter
not a move could he make
gagged with golden liquids,
tied to silver stakes
The ropes cut his extremities
eyes unblinking in the sun
blood dripped, body baked
he watched them have their fun.
they ripped his flailing limbs,
and while he lay there helplessly
they fed their foulest whims
Not a sound could he utter
not a move could he make
gagged with golden liquids,
tied to silver stakes
The ropes cut his extremities
eyes unblinking in the sun
blood dripped, body baked
he watched them have their fun.
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