Thursday, September 24, 2009

Since I Die Daily, Daily Mourn.


Here, on fingertips, death resides
here, the anguish doth not subside
heavy with such mystery
falsehoods of such alchemy.

Enter death, an eternal breath,
to capsize youth and end distress
fortitude be yours, O sultan,
without a wince, you bring the silence from within.

Thou art the work of holy men
with little insight from within.
An auspice thou protest
so quickly, thou must lie to rest!

Hesitate not, in mine eyes thou
art fair and generous
granting mystery to the gangrenous
and wealthy alike!

O sultan, O sultan!
deliver from this world to thine
a message for those left behind
Faustian letters do remind
of days of old.

O sultan! O sultan!
here I lie upon the zenith of death
coffins for my eternal rest;
at my behest, my arms criss-cross my chest
upon my lips, a whisper of farewell.
Goodnight princess. Goodnight, my queen.



~.


Love,
Digress.

Forget writing, i lost it

we bleed without integrety,
And induce like celebrities,
we're paying for amenities,
as their stealing our identities
The clock stops, hesitating,
debating the moments its been creatiting and displaying,
Time waits,Unsparing,
Imparing the thoughts of preparing and staring.
defeat in my feet, and the concrete that they meet.
Trying to leave but your kiss makes me weak.

Wednesday, September 09, 2009

Te Amo

Is it sensible that pain can clense
purge
So many mixed tantrums float through the atmosphere
Breathe in. out. in. out. 10. 10. one...two...three.....ten
Ballsy
Chip on my shoulder.
You got it babe.
Broken like my words. thoughts. feelings.
I was ready
turn and walk, no talk, no tears, no words.
people, like natural disasters, have a way of drawing observers
Change change change
NEVER
I want you how I want you
But not forever
I wish
I'd let you go on forever
pero....mi familia
por favor mi amor, no mas. por favor.
I'd paint you away, secrets are better kept

Tribute.

With haste, the kiss we taste
strewn upon this bed are we
and that is how I shall forever see
shimmering gems of brown identity
along your body run the streams of time
slowly, I trace your outline
from head to toe
your touch is enough to sew together
internal feelings I cannot eschew
I stir, I plot, I seek a view
parting of lips force one to two.

Pound at my keys,
I am your harpsichord,
sounds sharper than the sword,
upon your mantel I shall rest
and the world I detest
until, again, I can invest
in carrying out your behest.

You witch--you siren--
coaxing me into oblivion;
under your spell, I have no decision,
but pursue your passion with precision;
enchanted, I am, by your beauty and poise
alchemise a lust potion--no!
your philtre bringeth pure devotion.

Here be we,
a genius of sweet alchemy,
and a man of great cacophony.




~Hansel und Grettle.

Love,
Digress.




1812 Overture.

Here, the lines are drawn
soldiers sing the battle song
'tis not the time for turning back
upon the field, creeds shall impact.

Down the line, the orders run
blazing blades in handfuls of sun
armour shimmers between the clouds
blood weighs heavy on these boughs.

Prepared, are we and thou not be
able to respond aptly to our victory
war brought by providence
'tis mine will o'er thine dominance.

For freedom the titans fight
clad in red, blue, and white
muskets and swords for what we want
for fire gives what the pen cannot!

Steady on steeds, we fight the decree
of those who built this colony
stand ready men; do not falter
for this land is of thine father.

Clutch the hilt and be not weak
the blade, blood, it shall seek
we will collide with destiny
out of death comes our victory.

Decimate and then some more
make them feel a ruddy sore;
little mercy at the trigger
for we shall bring the fire on thicker.

And in the night we shall war too
our aim and sight be true
until our goal is reached;
our governors impeached!



~Seventeen-seventy-when?

Love,
Digress.


Tuesday, September 01, 2009

Howl At The Blood Moon.

I set my top-hat down
on your
bed.

I walk into the room
with a grin made
of bullets.

Heretofore, I was your
enemy;
henceforth,
I am your friend.

Now the lead
is buried.

I let robins
in your
bedroom.

I break your mirror.




Love,
Digress.

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