Sunday, January 31, 2010

three haikus

beating like a drum
this fire burns out of control
and we found a voice

foreign bodies fall
like satellites to the ground
the sound will echo

i am the fear you,
while sleeping, feel in your bones
i am your fear now

let the sound of our triumph ring loud in our ears forever

pounding
a thousand fists
to a tempo of tension
the irony fits like a glove
and our eyes glossy
faces beat red
like neon
lights

if this was the sound of our triumph
let it ring loud into the night
knowing that that night
will live forever
in our heads

let it ring
this vicious sound
of victory

Thursday, January 21, 2010

we witnessed the rise and fall
of the sun and the moon
like frostbitten fingers
on a winter morning
i ache from the sound
of my heart skipping beats
and every note to every song
pushes itself into my skin
and i ache from the sound
of my bones breaking
under the weight
of gravity
we will soar
like Icarus
to the sun
and seconds
before our wings
melt and break
we will realize
there are no
heroes
here

Monday, January 18, 2010

I Need You

i need you like an electric chair
arsenic is your kiss
you, like poison, move me +
set me ablaze
like a witchburning
like a telephone call
like a melting of steel

i need you like a bullet
shot through my skull
splattering my intelligence
all over the wall behind me
like a firing squad
like an assassination
like a robbery

i need you like cancer
eating away at my organs
your love fills me with
a sense of being
a sense of life
a sense of gain

i need you like the gallows
my feet dangling off of you
reflecting off of the eyes
of awestruck children

you fill me with the insatiable urge
to become a violent storm
roaring with the energy of love
pulling strings
pushing doors
passing out


childhood

ppassive manipulation of fingerprints
letters to the pressed face against glass
"WHAT LIES UNDERNEATH?"
the corrosion of human tissue
or rather
the failure of dynamic leadership
we have resisted only to
conform
this is it:
our
smiling
fucking
aching
agonizing
torture

childhood is only a stepping stone
to solitary confinement
in concrete
buried six feet under dirt


Nazibot


the Promise

hark and welcome!
brothers and sisters!
to the new age of contradiction
our lips are sealed tight with thread
and we have become merely
typos on a page
the syntax of human error
the broken jaw of free speech

the carcass of expression
is emptied of it's blood
and left in an alley

modern life is heavy artillery
dropping from the sky
at astounding speeds
and this craft
with pen
with brush
with chords
with typewriter
with keys
is only just a start
we must take in our hearts
all the anger
of centuries past
and forge ourselves
a new future
free from control

we will stand in the offices
of administration
of leaders
and refuse anything
but the truth
one solemn truth
that will not be denied of us
any more

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

awaken, children of the night

awaken, children of the night!
take to the streets
with your vicious fangs
covered in blood
i want to watch the light tremble
i want to watch the whole world die
i want to stare into the eyes of a monster
and feel reborn

awaken, children of the night!
beware of silver bullets!
your vicious fangs
are covered in blood
and they are hunting you
tonight