Thinks about a life change
But cannot get a mind change.
Thinks about the good day
Can't forget the bad day.
Thinks about a nice way
But always does the naughty way.
Forgets about the life change
Keeps going on without a trace.
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Thursday, July 7, 2011
It is a door to a place
And why all the questions
I broke the passing of time.
But for my heart
You didn't love me.
You say you care
But what is a far away stare
I know all these questions.
I hear them
When they needn't be heard.
Fire in my ears
Like a siren.
I opened the door
To a place.
I broke the passing of time.
But for my heart
You didn't love me.
You say you care
But what is a far away stare
I know all these questions.
I hear them
When they needn't be heard.
Fire in my ears
Like a siren.
I opened the door
To a place.
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Good Luck, Sparrow
Blonde, I was after the beep
Brown, towards the end.
Sateen, diamonds
Before I knew the bend.
Brown, towards the end.
Sateen, diamonds
Before I knew the bend.
Dear No One
Strange to not have a mother
Just to see her in its emptiness.
Strange to see all the effigies
All the dust piled into those
tombs.
Strange to never see her again
Like she doesn't exist,
To me.
Light, to see the world
Sun, to see the light
World, to see the day
That was missing
When she was there
Overshadowing,
My life.
Just to see her in its emptiness.
Strange to see all the effigies
All the dust piled into those
tombs.
Strange to never see her again
Like she doesn't exist,
To me.
Light, to see the world
Sun, to see the light
World, to see the day
That was missing
When she was there
Overshadowing,
My life.
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Model
A model
Is an
Example.
My face
Is not a
Photo.
Your click
Is not a
Boom or Flash.
A model
Is a
Perfection.
Is an
Example.
My face
Is not a
Photo.
Your click
Is not a
Boom or Flash.
A model
Is a
Perfection.
Friday, May 20, 2011
Reincheque of Paris
Let's just end it
On a rein cheque
And we could spend it
Go to Paris.
Flying First Class
Or the PJ
Stay in Montmarte
Or Champs-Elysees.
My baby doesn't come out
To play.
On a rein cheque
And we could spend it
Go to Paris.
Flying First Class
Or the PJ
Stay in Montmarte
Or Champs-Elysees.
My baby doesn't come out
To play.
Perforated
Just to wear
Another bikini
Bottom.
Just to feel
Another bare
Back.
Just to fake
Another French
Kiss.
Just to wear
Another tiny
Piece.
Just to feel
Another rub
Down.
Just to fake
Another sleeveless
Heart.
Just to pass
Another dirty
Dollar.
Just to feel
Another day
In the sunshine.
Without my life
In my hands.
Or my hand
On my heart.
Another bikini
Bottom.
Just to feel
Another bare
Back.
Just to fake
Another French
Kiss.
Just to wear
Another tiny
Piece.
Just to feel
Another rub
Down.
Just to fake
Another sleeveless
Heart.
Just to pass
Another dirty
Dollar.
Just to feel
Another day
In the sunshine.
Without my life
In my hands.
Or my hand
On my heart.
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