Wednesday, August 25, 2010

A Typical Kid vs. Atypical Kid - 08/25/10


Bring it on
Bring it out
Why don't you kids
Whip 'em out
You gotta learn
To grow and glow
And have some fun
Before you blow
Mother's son
Fuck the sun
Screw the snow
And let's go
Let go

CHORUS:
Cross your heart
Hope to fly
Open your brain
Close your eyes
Back to start
Reach up high
Accept the insane
Touch the sky
END

Fireworks
And TNT
Kid, whatdya mean
Thinkin' they're
Different things
Adjacent lessons
Between
Therapy sessions
Have screwed your
comprehension
So you're young
and naive
It's better to believe
Take it from me
There are many things
You don't want
To see

CHORUS

A typical kid
Atypical kid
Bring your best head
Cuz this is it
It's lose or win
The ultimate
Sink or swim
It's about to begin
Cultivate
The brain seeds
You need
Open it
To all the weeds
Maybe you'll find one
That beats everything

CHORUS

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

My Life as a Tangereen - 08/24/10


nothing rhymes
with orange
not really, at least
some people think
that door hinge
does
but orange
is a lonely
word to use
in a poem

Monday, August 23, 2010

Diamond Blood - 08/23/10


Out of
The blackness
Of my mind
Two lines
Start to rhyme
There’s a beat
A spark
Of heat
In three four time

CHORUS:
Baby it’s raining diamonds
Can’t you see ‘em shining?
Making dents
In the cement
Or is it just me?

And don’t you know
It’s starting to get cold
Wind is blowing
Seasons showing
All the colors you can’t see

Who am I, who are you?
Does it matter what’s through?
Skin or blood?
Dirt or mud?
It’s all diamonds to me
END

Every scar
On my brain
Every memory
Of pain
Is all here
To entertain
In lyrical harmony
Or perhaps
Cacophony ?
Whichever springs
From misery

{CHORUS}

Tell me
Truly
Does it matter?
The diamond rain’s
Pitter patter
And the
Dying night
And fading laughter?
Flying knives
And red rivers
In the disaster
All just part
Of the universe’s
Coded chatter

{CHORUS}

Skin or blood?
Dirt or mud?
It’s all diamonds to me

Saturday, August 21, 2010

Bring It - 08/21/10


I'm completely sick with ignoring the death toll
and always letting the bad guys win
I believe in a higher power than the human soul
and we call them dolphins

I'm going to blow
this whole world
away from where it is
if I die
I'll leave this place
better than it was
don't believe me?
don't follow me
it's not darkness
that'll swallow me
but you
when I'm though

I've sat by
through all the years
of all our fears

I'm another year older
and another brain cell bolder
and I'm ready
to take control
of my life

sorry
to those I leave behind
to those I've made cry
but I won't let you die

I'm going to blow
this whole world
away from where it is
if I die
I'll leave this place
better than it was
don't believe me?
don't follow me
it's not darkness
that'll swallow me
but you
when I'm though

it's my time
the world is mine
in the flip of a dime
I can decide your fate
but it's not too late
to make the right mistake
and take
this ride
for the final time

Saturday, August 14, 2010

I Know Which Way - 08/14/10


let me tell you one thing
one last time
i'm sick of your texts
and pathetic lines
how many ways can i say
"God damn it, just go away?"
without being so blunt
and making this seem like my fault
stop it now
just shut up
you're a sociopath
and i'm giving up
there's a world of boys
around the corner
better looking
with better mental order
so beat it
see ya
wouldn't want to be ya

I Know Which Way - 08/14/10


let me tell you one thing
one last time
i'm sick of your texts
and pathetic lines
how many ways can i say
"God damn it, just go away?"
without being so blunt
and making this seem like my fault
stop it now
just shut up
you're a sociopath
and i'm giving up
there's a world of boys
around the corner
better looking
with better mental order
so beat it
see ya
wouldn't want to be ya

My Blood - 08/14/10


it's kinda fun
being under the gun
does something to my blood
makes it run

down to my feet
tapping out a beat
letting off some heat
yeah that's pretty neat
feel it in my fingers
and the numbness lingers
kinda tingle
like a catchy jingle
a look in the mirror
makes nothing clearer
know better than to ask twice
for your enemies advice

but there's something kinda fun
about being under the gun
does something to my blood
it makes it run

up to my ears
there's a POP and i can't hear

but it takes away any fear
now things look clear
let's be honest, everything's simple
your life is like a thimble
so easily lost

double-checked double-crossed
rhyme and reason have all been tossed
(whoa oh)
so exciting
(let's go)
so delighting
(two no shows?)
enlightening
(screw 'em both)
despite me

Friday, August 13, 2010

i'm on Vicodin - 08/13/10


i wanna grow life
in a jam jar
prove all the jar heads wrong
change the pace
to the human race
spike up the tread mill
down hill dash
don't crash
or if you do
just don't hit your head
not that
you use it
might loose
if you don't
but you won't
cuz i know
you're not flying that high
just a mile
or five
above the sea
as you can see
there's no better place to be
than beside me
crashing with me
whatcha say?
just one day
to blow your brains away
that's all it take
to kiss this death awake
the grim reaper is a prince
coming to take your breath away
so just stay
and you'll see
there's no better place to be
than a mile
or five
above the evening drive
crashing head on
to the past
where daydreams actually last
bring me back

Sunday, August 8, 2010

Sparkles - 08/08/10


Shining
and spinning
and losing
and winning
and drifting
away
on the thoughts
and the dreams
the hopes
and the plagues
and the conspiracies
wishing
for a better world
wishing
for a boy or a girl
with that something
you long for
hope for
pray for
need
but it turns out
the world is
actually
just as bad
as it seems
so cook up a plan
lock yourself away
on a magical plan
to fix every being
into being
what you need

there's a world
beyond
my window
and she's calling
trees are falling
take me in
I'll help you win
because somewhere
I still believe

Saturday, August 7, 2010

Screen Shot - 08/07/10


screen shot
punk rock
heart throb
next job
another round
of jello shots
British invasion
so long gone
the remnants twisted
in every new song
Howard Roark
still fights
a losing battle
for a creativity
incompatible
with modern thinking
independence sinking
in the oil
and the ocean
and the obvious
devotion
to conformity
Roark,
wouldn't you agree?
if you don't
please
tell me
what you see

Friday, August 6, 2010

Heroin Heroine - 08/06/10


Single moment
motion
movement
magic transformation
illumination
contemplation
of everything
so out of reach
now within
with a little lift
a kick
a soft hit
and that
becomes this
with the swift
turning of the globe
and it's all over
and over
and over again

Red Alert - 08/06/10


The inert gases
took all their classes
to keep in touch
with what's up
with the upside down world
like the good boys and girls
on life threatening drugs
and their parents
egging them on
and dealers
with PhD's
from Harvard,
Yale, and my MIT
all making us think
that we're all sinking
and slipping
and thinking
too much
or not enough
always in the gym
or on the couch, inert
heading for a red alert
cuz emotional twisting
is the new big sport