Stephen Crane

In the Desert

In the desert
I saw a creature, naked, bestial,
Who, squatting upon the ground,
Held his heart in his hands,
And ate of it.
I said, "Is it good, friend?"
"It is bitter - bitter", he answered,
"But I like it
Because it is bitter,
And because it is my heart."

every night i pray
with you in mind
not for your health
but for your failure
may your life fall apart
may pain chase you down
and make you his bitch
may fate turn her back on you
giving the cold shoulder you gave me
may my muse forget you
and these spiteful words cease

( cynical self-pity )

no light bends my shadow
my daylight has set

( simple truth )

as the moon shines down
may you be cold and alone
as the cycle endlessly turns
may happiness dance before you
forever distant as the bright stars

i think i have a mask fetish ....
( hopefully not so much crap )

assume nothing ass
a lack of communication doesn't
mean you can just make stuff up
just me, creative license and all

( crap *wink* )

so many tears
i've cried an ocean
but they don't bring you back
you'd rather drown