pwned

These hands are cold
That insidiously
Cling to your throat
As they make their way up your neck
Your lips unfold
Fingers forced down past your tongue
As you gag and choke
Know now that you're owned

Give in. Lie down.

The trees outside tremble against the wind.
Just like your body does every time I touch your skin.
Shivers and spasms everywhere I place my hand.
Convulsive madness excites me to no end.

I'm obsessed. All the time I've spent
Reaping the benefits of your innocence.

The Fade

Like the fading warmth of this autumn day.
She gracefully bleeds shallow lakes.
Pooling on the concrete, beautiful & serene.
There is clarity in the fade.

I am amazed by the subtle way her fingers splay in the dust.
And as she lays in this display, I contemplate what I have done.
I cannot say if I would take back this day or let her run.
Its far too late to change my ways and I must say not near as fun.

Leaves blow gently as her eyes stare blankly; fixated on absolutely nothing.
Whispering faintly, the wind blows steady, fading like the heat from her body.
She, like her friends, begged in the end. Pretending like she could understand me.
You're far too young, child, and far to vain. Compared to my pain this is mercy.

To my best friend...

You take my breath away every single day.
Your eyes pull me in like waves
Bringing me to a new place.

You're so beautiful in every single way.
You've blessed me with your grace
And that can never be erased.

You're a beautiful story
of hope and glory.
My love, there's no need to worry.
Its a beautiful journey
and there's no need to hurry
...my best friend.

Its hard I know, but not as bad as camels and giraffes.
The missing pieces we'll find in old freezers and body bags.
We can assemble them together while dipping in acid baths.
We'll build a zombie with squid arms, whose hugs are tentacle wraps.

Just keep smiling and you'll find
I'm not that far behind.
I'm just giving you some time,
But you're always on my mind.
 You are the reason for me to believe in.
I want you with me -
Thru every change of seasons.

My love, you're all I've ever wanted.
My love, you're more than I ever dreamed of.
My love, you're perfect the way you are
...and I will love you forever.

Ghost

Focus. Don't promise me a thing.
Whatever you find, you keep.
Weightless. You can take another step down if you choose.
Descend into deeper and darker rooms.
Bright lights beg to return, but you're in too deep.
To look up now would only bring you to your knees.
You've buried a lot in the dirt of your past.
And you continue to lift the shovel over your shoulder.
You've got to find what it is you came digging for.
Stare it in the face. Greet the ghost at the door.

Maoth of Flies

The Chairman feasts as the death toll rises
He bathes in wheat while the proletariat starve

I see the eyes of a child as he begs for crumbs
His death is but one of millions felt by no one

Blood is on the hands of the collective
Fields of harvest rot, wasted, and forgotten
Keep what you produce and be slaughtered
The death of all you love cannot be avoided

You have been allocated to die for your state
Centrally planned famine feeding only flies

You can almost smell the wheat
See it roll gently across open fields
You can actually taste the grain
But you'll never see this day

Rationalize your rations
Nationalized for your protection
Will you starve waiting to be provided for?
The crows are eating far better than you are

Do you feel proud to be a part of this "Great Leap Forward"?
I hope you know that your chairman is grateful, but he can't remember your name.

Where's Macgyver when you need him..

I Push
My feet to the floor
Dead Limbs
Heavy as bricks and mortar

My Eyes
Shut to the world
The One I
Choose to ignore

Brace for the light
Piercingly bright
Keep me inside
From the -

Cacophony in the streets
Seething with activity
Breaking my will to sleep
Alarming, Disarming me

The rabbling hordes of feet
Cascading above and beneath
I hear them fall, one and all
As they beat back all my dreams

Like the breeze, They parade about me
Indefinitely refusing to allow me to be
Joyous laughter in the hall
Seeping through my walls
Another happy kid
Well kid, can you guess what I did...

I FUCKED YOUR MOM

Flip the switch to release me from my prison
Hoping the TV can relieve me from my tension
Not a damn thing on but old 80s reruns
Mullet man with a plan fixing all he can
It'd be nice if it was so easy to fix this
Patch it together with string and a paperclip

Hope for a Nihilist

You look a little afraid
I can see the doubt written all over your face

You seem a little lost
A bit bent out of shape
Wandering in the dark
Wishing you had a place

Depressed and fostering your lack of vision
Well, we were all there once
On your knees, begging for something to believe
Some kind of answer... But you'll find nothing here

You've searched far and wide
Flipping pages and turning stones
Always looking out at the world
And never in at yourself

You won't find meaning in the earth or the sky
If the eye inward is held blind to the light

Bear with me when I say that life is meaningless...

But that simple fact liberates you
Can't you see this means the slate is clean?
Blank is the canvas. The brush is in your hands.