Monday, March 23, 2009

pissed for the fall (13 mar 09)

Make it stop. Just go. All the memories; all the fantasies; Go Away. Pain, Pain Go Away. Go Fuck Yourself and bleed to death, I am sick of you haunting me. I want to be whole and you can't stay here with me so why don't you go torture someone else. Leave me be! Pain, pain -- go fucking drown. I don't care when, just get there now. Fuck this life and all the ones who tried for all these years to keep me down! I hate you all for what you've done. You're bags o' shit, watch you run like chocolate milk when the rain pours down. You can't help me cuz you called in the rain. Kiss my ass stupid fucked up brain of mine. I wish you'd atrophy, oh wait, then I'd die... Eh fuck it. I'm ok with that, I guess. Better than dealing with all this mess. Fuck you world, you don't own me! (I wish that were true...oh damn, Fuck Me)

breaking down (12 mar 09)

Anything. Nothing. Something. Everything.
Dehydration eroding any meager
assemblance of life thriving.

exhaustion. fall past your knees,
straight to the feet. assemble a grand
mass at the base of thine eyes.

helter skelter bo belter, and
all the pretty horses,
pack a ring of roses,
then all calm down.

Friday, August 15, 2008

grasping. 3rd Installment

"devoid"

I write better in the dark;
my pen unrestrained
by staunch lines and perfect spacing;
Much like how I live my life;
Swirling and twirling in the depths
of the unknown,
Comforted by the silky
obsidian reflections,
nurtured by the deep flesh
of the void fruit;
Many a day have I wasted
productive in the sunlight,
when all my hearts desires
are of the warmth of night's cloak.

grasping. 2nd installment

"Finger Hourglass"

Try to find the words
to say my minds perception,
but how can one without a rhyme
succeed in defining perfection?

-+-+-+-

Why am I so afraid
of your offers packaged in
that devilish twinkle of your eye
and turned corners of an impish grin?

-+-+-+-

You were my wish, granted.
True, I cried for your arrival;
so why now is it Fairy Tale,
I find my biggest rival?

grasping. 1st installment.

"At the start of Forever"

close my eyes but for a moment;
the shadow of your face,
and the only thing i can see
is the scent of your grace;
filling my soul
with the electric fluttering
of a thousand
butterfly kisses, plus one;

jump feet first into the melted
chocolate abyss of your eyes,
sink to the bottom
swirling in the sweet silkiness;
shoot to the surface,
at the insistence of gravity;
pass carelessly through
the knots of the dreamcatcher, laughing;

dance like an Imp on the furrows
of your swollen plum lip,
sugar cane tracings
twirling up tiny candy threads;
tickle my soul
with the caress of your strength,
love of a life;
a dream from which I dare not wake.
©KC08

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

Vitriol

GOD!
Just get the fuck away from me!
Can't you see?
You're stressing me out!
What the fuck is your issue,
Just Go!
Get out of my house.
Get out of my head.
And sure as hell
get the fuck out of my bed.
You made your choice
with the words you said
and the ice in your heart.
I'm done with you now.
So why won't you just go.

P.S. Thanks for the kids.
Fuck You.