Metaphorically Pronounced

The antenna isn’t bent,

Yet there’s still static snow,

A steady signal is sent,

An electrifying stream in flow.

Mind becoming blank,

Hypnotized in longing stare,

A donation for a bank,

Carnality is left hanging there.

Antenna needs adjusted,

Some cables need rewired,

Pipes frozen and rusted,

For a body long since ( Read more... )

I haven’t updated for a while so here comes a quick summary of my monotonous life. As of 9/12/06, Ashley and I are no longer a couple. It was a mutual type of feeling. I feel a bit lonely now though, I kind of hate being single. I got a cell phone now, but no one calls me (724 601 8372). I got my senior pictures taken today but I have a feeling ( Read more... )

The smell of warm vanilla surrounds me,

But amongst it lingers the scent of celestial bodies,

They are the smells of ancient admirers,

Their forms wrapped with perfumes like an outline,

I can see without looking; I know what’s mine.

Love means nothing if it could be better,

I always feel unsatisfied; statistics agree with me,

That chances are ( Read more... )

School will be starting. Summer is gone. I am dreading certain aspects of it (senior projects and things) but other than a couple things this year looks like it should be okay. As long as they fix my schedule it should be good. Stupid incompetent people in the guidance office!!! I will miss so many people this year, a good bit of my friends ( Read more... )

Hi all. I started a website. Check it out! etard.us
Tell me what you think of it please!

My GF got me the greatest book. Jim Morrison Poetry.


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I updated that poem, the ending was kind of random and dumb so I wrote something that I think fits it better. No one told me what they thought of it before so I am just going to take it as it sucks, but with the new ending maybe it's better now. Well, tell me what you think of it, PLEASE.

Perverse Generation

Why do I feel like the slut?

Even ( Read more... )

Perverse Generation

Why do I feel like the slut?

Even though my legs are shut,

Whoredom is now the norm,

A little something on top to keep warm.

Love measured by the lust,

I find myself under some dust,

Unused, Unwanted, unclean,

Purity is a tag of the outcast misfit teen.

Ideals of beauty perverted,

New laws of humanity inserted,

Beauty lost ( Read more... )

            Things have been going good. I just got a new CD (Osaka PopStar and The American Legends of Punk). It is actually pretty good, I just bought it for the proof of purchase. If I send in the proofs of purchase from it, the one Balzac CD, and Misfits Project 1950 (which I am going to have to buy for the 3rd time because I have it on vinyl ( Read more... )

I was just watching the Blues Brothers because it was on comedy central. It's just one of those movies I have to watch EVERYTIME it is on, the other movie I watch a lot is Forrest Gump. I really need to start meditating, and writing poetry again. But I stay up all night because I can't sleep then I sleep all day. I need to get my life back in order ( Read more... )

Times are good. I got some new things. A book (The Alphabet Of Manliness), a Gogol Bordello CD (Gypsy Punks: Underdog World Strike), and Blind Guardian's single "Fly" off their up coming new album. Their new CD comes out September and then they'll be on tour, I am hoping to see the Cleveland show. I spent all of yesterday with my gal, lol.


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