Tuesday, September 15, 2009

bapz

you shouldn't look at me that way.
i don't believe in peace.
that stare doesn't make sense.
where could you have possibly found the vision that you possess?

a walking compass is what i am,
your eyes happen to be a world with no poles.
no guidance for me this time.
it is just us, we have ourselves to find.

beautiful is what you are to me.
life is what we are together.
no need for the shakes tonight.
let's dream together and live our lives.

Monday, September 14, 2009

rain.

with every bit of sincerity i'm pleading guilty to the slaughter of my own son. heretic in my mind. panic in your chest. knife in your neck. rain scream upon me. as you stain my mind. blood fucking red.