Oh, it's cold out here, and icy,
In this monochromatic color scheme.
What a way to paint a dream scene;
You said to me, let's use our body heat,
Bring fire to the unseen.
Let's be light.
Discover your own meaning.
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Sunday, October 23, 2011
Sell Out, Devil
The Devil sold his soul to me.
Red to white turned his cheeks;
I made him blush with the thought that we
Could exist simultaneously.
Your soul, for my soul -
What do you say?
He came with gold, that god of history,
And still he asked so innocently.
It wasn't enough, but I played it fairly -
Soul for soul, just as he always preached.
Red to white turned his cheeks;
I made him blush with the thought that we
Could exist simultaneously.
Your soul, for my soul -
What do you say?
He came with gold, that god of history,
And still he asked so innocently.
It wasn't enough, but I played it fairly -
Soul for soul, just as he always preached.
Monday, September 26, 2011
Sharply
Write it in permanent ink.
Speak before you think.
A drip becomes the ocean in which you sink.
Speak before you think.
A drip becomes the ocean in which you sink.
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Yes.
And so it begins, once more;
Life comes ready to reset -
Do not rust this preset.
Keep your eyes steady, look past the shore.
Do not rust this preset.
Keep your eyes steady, look past the shore.
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