six|sic|sex

Jun 06, 2006 17:03

woven into this pattern
is a death
that is closer to my life

this room is nothing but
<<<<<[REVERB]>>>>>
bouncing lives
colliding like atoms
in an atomic blast

shock waves
slicing into my eyes
cutting my nerves loose
splicing is all back together

YOU WISH
YOU HAD
ALL THIS:
cause i'm the fire now.

i've got my fallout
for friends
and a whole bunch of love;
napalm baths

screening my life
editing it out
censoring my errors
correcting...DONE.

ds]i see skies of blue[clou

I FEEL IT WHEN YOU CUT ME: =)
down to your size. all th
ose lines to cou
nt and to sni
ff away the wo
es.

i've cracked another bulb
and now the lights are out
*scrambles for a flame stick*
dynamite up your life.

I crawled all over these walls
in a vain attempt
to transcend
elevation of |mind_over_shit|

screaming into the ears
of all those pretty faces
and left with tiny traces
of broken vases
smashing...

spoon-fed grace.

i look out my window
and see birds
blue ones
red ones
dead ones
sure ones
i see ones that speak
and ones that hear
i see the one like me
at the head of the pack
on the way to the cliff.

[BLINK BLINK]\CLICK:static.

ot.sc
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