My fingers were slipping down your spine
As if they were doing the warm-up for a piano play
Your heart beat strong, you said you were all mine
And deep inside I felt that you would stay
With me this night,
Until the sun will rise again
You did forgot your pride
You said we were no longer friends
I’ve got the confidence
To take you to the stars
With zero tolerance
You’ve been caressing all my scars

My fingers were slipping down your spine
As if they were doing the warm-up for a piano play
Your heart beat strong, you said you were all mine
And deep inside I felt that you would stay
With me this night,
Until the sun will rise again
You did forgot your pride
You said we were no longer friends
I’ve got the confidence
To take you to the stars
With zero tolerance
You’ve been caressing all my scars

brave little battered and bile drips the acid off her lips wipe on sleeve and then kiss

I can't sing
In the right key
I can't play
Guitar by ear

I'm a disaster
Wearing a smile
Trying not to cry

Each time I fall
Each time I fail
Because everything gets harder
Everyday

...

I can't sing
In the right key
I can't play
Guitar by ear
I'm a disaster

At least
That's what they
Make me believe

Title: Bees
Rating: T
Genre: Fantasy/Sci-Fi
Warnings: Bi-lingual swearing and spontaneous combustion

Joyeux Noël et Bonne Année mon amis

http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2750337/3/

I search for you in chat rooms
I search for you in books
I search within my dreams and then
within the nooks and crooks.

And every time I find you
The reason fades away
I get sick and tired and restless
One quick fumble in the hay

And then I’m gone, I’ve come
We’ve screwed we’re through
But the longing it remains
I search for love not you

Each time I swear upon
My crumbling soul this time it’s pure
Its simple they’re the one
I’m totally, definitely sure

Each time another pound of flesh
So familiar, so foreign, so real
For me to lick and love and fuck
Ourselves over that’s the deal

a song I scribbled down this morning.
( Check it out )

Climb aboard, sweet Courtney,
We’re just about to set sail.
The anchor’s raised, the engine roars
Eager to take you to foreign shores.

I hope the voyage is long, but pleasant
A little unlike the time we shared.
Soon you’ll be gone, and I’ll be without,
Pregnant with disillusion and hopped up on doubt.

Courtney, you sly little fiend.
You hoodwinked me and butchered my ego.
Sophia told me this too shall pass.
And I’ll soon let go of the things I’ve amassed.

You won’t even need a lifeboat for this trip.
This baby’s on autopilot, slicing the ocean.
Don’t carry a map, don’t stress, don’t fear,
Travel every inch of this world, but never return here.

Courtney you held my hand and put on some blinkers.
And conned me into voting for you.
A secret smile starts to take over my face,
Knowing you’ll never come back to this place.

Jordan's been asleep since 10:00. Curled up on the couch like a stray dog wearing baggy sweats, she's the kind of stray dog you'd gladly take home from the parking lot at Wiggly Foods without a second thought. Or a first thought, even. It'd be take-home autopilot, something you'd respond to without thinking.

"Hop in, girl," you'd say, and let her ride shotgun in the cab of Gloria, nose wind-surfing out the half-down window of the rusting, '87 Ford F-150 you got when Uncle Leddy kicked the bucket for the third and final time.

"Gloria -- this is," you'd say in introduction, "... what's your name, again?" She'd look at you with those lonesome, winsome, distant-close, warm-you-to-the-bone eyes. "Take me home, Big Boy," her slow, blue eyes would say, "we don't need words to interact."

And you'd obey. You'd do whatever those eyes asked, as long as you could let this feeling linger on. Because, somehow, in the genus of her own, non-ape indie world, she made you species jump and feel human.

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20091223 11:07 Wed (658 words)

You taught me what it was to love
What was the real passion when the sunset came
You showed how it felt when a tender kiss was not enough
Your hands and lips were playing the exciting game
And it was funny to repent
Of all the crazy things that we had done
To feel how our happiness was coming to an end
To realize that I have missed the only one.

You taught me what it was to love
What was the real passion when the sunset came
You showed how it felt when a tender kiss was not enough
Your hands and lips were playing the exciting game
And it was funny to repent
Of all the crazy things that we had done
To feel how our happiness was coming to an end
To realize that I have missed the only one.

I've realized there are gaps
Between you and I

My feet are cold
I want you to wrap them with your feet
To show how
Our bodies perfectly merge
When we lie beside each other
At night

I've found the gaps
Your feet don't touch mine

little tea cup
paw prints and my
wrists are just to small to make
the band fit
what's the matter if it fits or doesn't fit
what is the difference

little girl wears big shoes dances on
her tip tip tippest tip toes
twirls around the coffee table
claps her hands and has some
cake and
combs her hair
and watches mommy do the dishes
turns up volume on the tv
falls asleep in daddy's arm chair
goodnight morning sweet pea sundays

I enter a home unlike any home. It is full of hate and combs and stars. There is a doe on the table. Her chest ripped open and stuffed with letters that were never mailed. I don't know what to think upon seeing this. I look away and cry. I choke on my vomit and crawl on the floor. Insanity has stricken my blind eyes. My third eye is unopened- sealed. No god can save me from this feeling. From this silent shock. I drown in my own shit. This is how I go.