Plastic
Tomatoes
Creation
Segregation
Caustic
Crystal
Mystic
Inchoate
Diamond
Theme
Whirl
Repercussion
aggregate
retained
Intelligent
Mortality
~By AA, BC, GS, JMH, NS, PL
Showing posts with label PL. Show all posts
Showing posts with label PL. Show all posts
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
Monday, December 18, 2006
Company
Paste things
as haste brings all things to an end
Create waste
Not chaste, saving face with your friends
Held in place
Disgraced stranger in his own skin
sharing caves
Ignoring brave times when both shall win
jealous of his neighbors car
Ignoring the daytime fog
of your mind
Sometimes it's hard to find where you began
~By BC, GS, NS, PL, and AA
as haste brings all things to an end
Create waste
Not chaste, saving face with your friends
Held in place
Disgraced stranger in his own skin
sharing caves
Ignoring brave times when both shall win
jealous of his neighbors car
Ignoring the daytime fog
of your mind
Sometimes it's hard to find where you began
~By BC, GS, NS, PL, and AA
Friday, December 15, 2006
Morbid Obesity
Like a clown with his frown exposed
He shoved the shotgun barrel to the back of his throat
took it out briefly to take a sip of coffee
and then one last show, Your Majesty.
A smile means nothing
Punches to the teeth
Thats not the only way they are seen
pliers work, too.
With sand in your eyes
you gaze at the moon
Its easy to plagiarize
like dying too soon
Glad to be at that point
blade ready to eviscerate
Let's leave this joint
better time then now
~By NS, PL, and BC
He shoved the shotgun barrel to the back of his throat
took it out briefly to take a sip of coffee
and then one last show, Your Majesty.
A smile means nothing
Punches to the teeth
Thats not the only way they are seen
pliers work, too.
With sand in your eyes
you gaze at the moon
Its easy to plagiarize
like dying too soon
Glad to be at that point
blade ready to eviscerate
Let's leave this joint
better time then now
~By NS, PL, and BC
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
.38 special

she told me that she wants to have my children
i told her they could not wear brand name sneakers
but she still held my hand anyways.
i put in a cd and skipped to track 4
turned up the volume as .38 special came on
"Lately I'm learnin' that so many yearnings are never to be"
i've always been a wild eyed southern boy
You've always worn the same red underwear
we always knew we were a well-fitting pair
for the third time this week i went outside
Only to find out that the mail wasn't there.
I almost asked you if you really knew me
We both know that wouldnt be fair
I gave up telling the truth before we met
Maybe thats a lie too
Like I said, we know it wouldnt be fair
~By PL, BC, GS, NS
but she still held my hand anyways.
i put in a cd and skipped to track 4
turned up the volume as .38 special came on
"Lately I'm learnin' that so many yearnings are never to be"
i've always been a wild eyed southern boy
You've always worn the same red underwear
we always knew we were a well-fitting pair
for the third time this week i went outside
Only to find out that the mail wasn't there.
I almost asked you if you really knew me
We both know that wouldnt be fair
I gave up telling the truth before we met
Maybe thats a lie too
Like I said, we know it wouldnt be fair
~By PL, BC, GS, NS
Yielding A Kite
Are we tangible, edible and if so, delectable?
Are we on our way out, and if so from where did we begin?
A line allows progress, severed branches and twigs
A word like love gets overused and underappreciated
(most words are)
(less words you make)
HOW TO AMPLIFY!?
Such a thought cannot be explained rather deteriorated
Progressive downward spiraling- is sober somber?
Repeating for the sake of learning
Experience it twice, never forget
But forgetting what was once remembered and lost
What were we thinking?
What would we endure?
We would endure poinsettias, brown sweaters, endeavors to please us.
Not forgery or coin trickery
No salvation in adapting to a world which is crazy
Did we lose our sight for small things?
Did we find a taste for fine china and lace?
Are we left drunk and blind from cinematic love?
The credits have become a thing of the past.
We held on to the wrong things and they start to decay
Like the languorous leaves from late fall lessons learned –
Brittle, they fall to pieces in our wrinkled hands
(melted icicles come with spring)
The leaves, at least, know their purpose
while ice shards on the roof dream haughtily of greater things.
Dive bombing and derelict descent
Engines idling mid-air
Two innocuous smiles, without a care
One of them thought there might have been a chance
poor humor biting on seeds of happenstance
Again, how to live through what so many could not endure?
~By BC, AA, PL, MM, NS, GS, JMH, and O'R.
Are we on our way out, and if so from where did we begin?
A line allows progress, severed branches and twigs
A word like love gets overused and underappreciated
(most words are)
(less words you make)
HOW TO AMPLIFY!?
Such a thought cannot be explained rather deteriorated
Progressive downward spiraling- is sober somber?
Repeating for the sake of learning
Experience it twice, never forget
But forgetting what was once remembered and lost
What were we thinking?
What would we endure?
We would endure poinsettias, brown sweaters, endeavors to please us.
Not forgery or coin trickery
No salvation in adapting to a world which is crazy
Did we lose our sight for small things?
Did we find a taste for fine china and lace?
Are we left drunk and blind from cinematic love?
The credits have become a thing of the past.
We held on to the wrong things and they start to decay
Like the languorous leaves from late fall lessons learned –
Brittle, they fall to pieces in our wrinkled hands
(melted icicles come with spring)
The leaves, at least, know their purpose
while ice shards on the roof dream haughtily of greater things.
Dive bombing and derelict descent
Engines idling mid-air
Two innocuous smiles, without a care
One of them thought there might have been a chance
poor humor biting on seeds of happenstance
Again, how to live through what so many could not endure?
~By BC, AA, PL, MM, NS, GS, JMH, and O'R.
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