Friday, November 15, 2002

Architectural Plays

Schematic diagrams of damned souls

In uncharted sea of passion

Blue prints of seduction

Lost in the blue horizon


Silly thoughts, crazy ideas

Simple notions, moronic solutions

To the simple questions.


Building relationships

From the dust of creation

Is a simple excuse to damnation?


Bodies carved in stone

Saturated in oil of secretions

Making plans for the big summation


Graphic emotions, linear equation

Caught in a web of painless expression


Exploding in the power of spontaneous combustion.



11.15.2002

Saturday, November 9, 2002

Maningning

I have only known you by name
A girl in the papers
Who dared the gods one day?

My heart bleeds
as silent tears fell.
When you took your flight
and ended your dreams.

The bell tolls,
offering a silent prayer
-for a fallen Angel.

Tuesday, October 1, 2002

'muted silence'


i know
that the
sun
no longer
shines on
you

you
who
now have
darkness
for sanctuary

i know that
a long
time ago
you
tried your
best
to hold
on to

but
fate
would not
let you

now
i know
why your
heart
no longer
beats

it is
long
dead

-buried
in the tombs
of the
unheard.
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*Painting-
Ballerina in a Death's Head

c.1939
Salvador Dali

Tuesday, September 10, 2002

*


the muse
quietly
make him
move
in the darkness
under the canopy
she recoils
from the sight
of the serpent
bobbing out
from the grass
slowly
she moves
dancing in
slow motion
riding
in the rapid
rush of
sweet
sensation
dying
in the arms
of the man
in the darkness
beneath.

Sunday, September 8, 2002

fools paradise


venomous accusations
and
clouded perceptions
only leads
to
dangerous situations
blind to the facts, talking like mad
false prides
deaf to every reason
an egomaniac
loose
on the wrong tracks
it is
too late
for
anything
everything
is
gone
to
nothing
a fool
that
succumbed
to her
own
false
thinking.

Friday, September 6, 2002

dreamscape


when I first gaze into your eyes
my heart beats a bit too fast
and I see my whole world in a flash.

my mind starts to wander
quietly it searches for an answer
as thoughts of you begin to linger .

but dreams that seem to last forever
slowly, it slips through my fingers
as my mind begins to wonder.

truly, I went to sleep to reach a dream
but I woke up and found myself
in a nightmare.



Thursday, September 5, 2002

snake in the grass

Nature tripping, skinny-dipping
a-python came a-jumping
into the heart of god’s creation.

With eyes a-blazing
and vicious tongue protruding
dancing in a twisted dance macabre.

Soft hot lips a-teasing
burning fragile fingers squeezing
recoiling hard from classic strangulation.

Bursting with strength and pleasure
spitting its deadly venom.
Into the abyss of abomination

Deep breathing sensation
gasping for air trying to fight the poison
but in the end died from sheer exhaustion.

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