Tuesday, March 25, 2014

BS # 1

Timeless memory
& Bitches

I'VE NOT GIVEN A SHIT
WHEN I MUST
BUT I DO NOW
WHEN I MUST NOT
I'VE HEARD A MILLION VOICES
MAYBE JUST THREE OF 'EM
INTELLIGIBLE
AND ONLY ONE
WITH A SOLID POINT:
WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?
YES, PROBABLY MY VOICE
BUT IT STOPPED THERE
IT'S ON NOW, I AIN'T STOP NOW
I FEEL SOMETHING BIG COMING
I KNOW AS CLEAR AS THE CLAMOR
OF MY CONSCIENCE
THAT SOMETHING IS GONNA HAPPEN
SOON
AND FOR THAT ONE
I DON'T CARE
I DON'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT
THE FUTURE OF MY SPECULATIONS
BUT I DO CARE THOUGH
THAT ONE DAY
I FINALLY GET TO CARE
FOR SOMETHING REAL 

The fucking F word

Timeless memory
& Bitches

I WAS THINKING
WHILE TAKING A SHOWER
SO YOU THINK I'M A FEMINIST
WELL GOD DAMN
I FUCKING AM
AND I TELL YOU WHY
BECAUSE I WANT A DICK BETWEEN MY LEGS
INSIDE AND OUT
AND YOU WANT ONE TOO
I CAN HAVE MINE HANGING OUT
WEARING A STRAP ON
AND STUCK IT IN IF YOU'RE AWAY
NOW YOU MAN WEAR A FUCKING STRAP ON
AND YOU'LL BE LESS THAN WEIRDO
YOU'LL BE A LOSER
AND A FAG
WILL NEVER HAVE A TWAT
NEVER
SO INSTEAD OF BORING ME WITH YOUR CHEAP
CONFESSION
GET YOUR WHINING ASS A NOTEBOOK
YOU CAN GET ONE FOR FREE IF YOU LOOK HARD ENOUGH
BUT YOU ARE SO CONFUSED AND LAZY
SO GIVE THEN TWO BLOWJOBS
AND GET ALSO A FUCKING PENCIL
AND TELL YOURSELF
WHY THE HELL
ARE YOU SO MISERABLE
THAT NO MATTER WHAT
END UP BLAMING YOURSELF
FOR A FUCKING DICK
AND IF YOU'RE WONDERING WHY
I USE THE F WORD SO MUCH
THEN FUCK MY FUCKING ASS
YOU FUCKWAD

05.22.13

Timeless memory
& Bitches

HE SIDO TUYA
TANTAS Y TANTAS VECES
HE BORDADO UN PUENTE
ENTRE NUESTRAS PLANTAS
CUYO CENTRO
SE HA ROTO
AL BROTAR
LA CELESTRE SANGRE
AL TERMINO
DE UN SUEñO
HE CABALGADO
AFERRADA A LAS RIENDAS
INCOLUMES
DE TU CABELLO
MIENTRAS REBAñOS DE
FUEGO
SE REFUGIAN EN MI VIENTRE

Heather

Timeless memory


Hair like feathers
Soft and delicate
As a quiet
Hermit
red robin
of a deep
sincere
beam of a
clean lake
tall as the
leg
of a dancer
tree
Precise
stillness
fractured spine
reaching to
a cotton sky

 

Monday, March 24, 2014

A song from hon n' bone

Timeless memory
From glitches

 
Look around
then again
is it me ah
when it rains

but slowly
gently
all my rage
is loaded
look at me
get closer


and baby
you can't deny

it's gotta be love
'bet it is
just take a peek
to my eyes
Honey bun
and say it
baby I'm dying for u

it's gotta be true
yes it is
come to my arms
feel it
say it
darling
baby I'm dying for u

look around
does it end?
that's right
it's taking'
forever

up above
there's a glance
divine
so baby now
just give it up
cuss at last
with no remedy


You're meant for me
I'm meant for u
just take a peek
to my eyes
pretty darling
say it
baby I'm dying for u


it's gotta be true
yes it is
come to my arms
feel it
say it
darling
baby I'm dying for u


it's gotta be love
'bet it is
just take a peek
to my eyes
Honey bun
and say it
baby I'm dying for u



Why not having an affair at dangerous times

Timeless memory
From glitches

-Are you having an affair?
_ no, you?
- No, why?
-Then why you asked?
-because I wanted to make sure
-sure about what?
-that we're safe
-and why aren't you?
-look at me, I'm old and tired
-those ain't sound like the right reasons
-They're fair enough, but I'll give you some good damn reasons
first, the disease, for me, you and the whole family. Then the risk of
being raped, hurt, or murdered.
How about stalking, you never know. What if it becomes a psycho
and threats me, you or the family. Then the moral load.
And finally the absurd, but not less poisonous. What if I die or it dies in the act?
What a humiliation.
-OK enough. I believe ya, Jesus, what a drama.
You started with the question for no reason fallowed by a lecture
about nonsense. Just let me finish my coffee and my newspaper,
I don't understand your dynamics, but there's something screwed up
buried in all that shitload you'd just delivered.
Anyway, it is good to know that you're not cheating, that's all.