1999-2000 Season
Essence
Grass
Summer
Soul
Lioness
Vertex of the Vortex
Spaceless Infinity
Just Because, a song
Stash, the poem
Stash the song

Unbirth

Final Intercourse
2000-2001
1998-1999

Essence

I sense its brooding, cloudy bieng,
I feel its cold and bony digits on my spine,
It has surrounded and killed me with a hundred cuts,
Each one miniscule alone, yet powerful when united.
But I do not surrender.

Breathless, rotting, hands trying to hold in the spurting and warm liquid,
I defy it,
I will not let it overcome me.

I am, I will, Forever.

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Grass

I am the grass,
So green, so thin,
I shine at those who bend down to look upon me.

I am blown by wind,
From one side to another,
From north, east, west and south.
Forever changing my direction.

Sometimes I am run over,
Dressed in gray by dirt.
I am cut down, by man and his machines,
That whizz above to cut my top away.

But I grow back,
Greener than before,
Now I wait for the mower's second coming.

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Summer

You have embraced me,
Tenderly and gently,
Giving me laughter,
Caressing me with joy.

I tried to hold you by my side forever.
But you have run, escaped my groping fingers.
Your footsteps leave a dirty, dusty trail inside my mind.

You make a promise to be back again,
Your red lips whisper reassuring words into my faint and lonely ear.

Your promise is the only thing that keeps me living,
Moving, breathing, trying to hold on to those sweet memories.
Good bye dear Summer! My love, my darling, my demise.

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Soul

You are so young, so full of life,
And yet so solemn and so gloomy.

At times your lips will quiver as you speak,
At other times your mouth explodes in stinging flames of madness.

Once you cried out for a savior,
Now you are healing your own wounds.

Sometimes you tiptoe into the dark and quiet realm of death,
Then you return, full force, so bright and smiling into the happy life that so few lead.

You are inside me, kicking, screaming, begging to get out,
But if I let you go, you will run back all broken down and beaten.

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Lioness NOTE: This poem no longer describes my feelings, when I wrote it I did feel this way, but feelings come and go and these have left me. I still believe that this is an excellent poem and that's why it's still up. If anyone objects please don't hesitate to email me.

My Lioness,
you like to lick the supple and fresh flesh of the carcass you have scavenged.

You take your time, feeling each drop of the still-hot blood
As it fills your mouth and smoothly flows down your throat.

Feeling the skin puncture under the pressure of your teeth,
Tearing the flesh off, bite by bite, piece by piece.

As you finish off the tender meat
You start to gnaw the bone.

The beast gazed at your slender shape too long,
His herd has long since ran away,
He was too numb to move, startled by your unknown form.
He gave you no resistance, and was succumbed by you and all your force.

You pay no heed,
To you it's just another meal,
So you devour the noble beast into pure nothingness.

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Vertex of the Vortex

I am turning, twisting, twirling,
Moving in the same circular symmetrical pattern.
Deeper into the dreaded darkness.

I can't stop sliding down the slippery surface
I can't control my craving.

I don't have remorse or regret
I don't have neither delectation nor depression.

I may die and desist
Or I may live and linger.

Nothing matters to my murky soul,
I only desire to discover
What waits in the vortex of the whirlpool.

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Spaceless Infinity

A line with a direction but no purpose,
No start imaginable, no end in sight.
A chain that's only strengthened by it's broken links.

Those who defy it perish,
Those who survive it are eternal,
but yet unlike the amaranths the become languid past their prime.

Some try to slay it but only shorten their own lifespan.
The only way to live with it is to take it as it comes,
Become at peace with it,
But don't be it's own slave.

To cope with time is taxing, yet propitious.

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Just Because, a song in progress...

All day long you sit around and think
About the things they impress on your brain
You never bother to realize it,
So freind just let me tell you: you are already insane.

Just because, just because you think you're smart,
Doesn't mean, Doesn't mean it will get hard,
When you're joining belly buttons.

We are the rebels,
stryving to get things changed.
We know it won't happen,
but we're too deranged.

Just because, Just because we understand,
Doesn't mean, Doesn't mean we are more wise
than the TV bred sheep.
We are our own demise...

Then there are those
In White, Blue and Red,
All the Tommy Boys and Girls,
The colors go to their head.

Just because, Just because your daddy's rich,
Doesn't mean, Doesn't mean you need to bitch,
At those who have less money.

Some are the dreamers
Hoping to fly.
Their dreams are infinite,
But the limit's not the sky.

Just because, Just because you are right,
Doesn't mean, Doesn't mean that your true flight,
Won't be without consequence.

There's an individual with shit-green hair,
It's all screwy but he don't care.
Pissing and moaning about life,
Sweatshops for GAP, or using a knife.

Just because, Just because, you've had more chicks,
Doesn't mean, Doesn't mean that your brain ticks,
Better than mine does.

So here we are,
All together, in different groups.
Some try to fix them,
Some try to mix them,
It won't matter we'll all stay the same.

All alone, All together.
Each one fighting for his rights,
Each one seeing their own sights.
The sights that they want to see.
No one promised democracy,
In here.

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Stash, the poem

I fumble throgh the leaves to find you,
You always wait for me inside a deflated plastic bubble.
I greet you and we roll in the green carpet.

After we chat, the ritual begins:
We light a bonfire and sniff the smell.
You smoke a flame of mystery,
I wonder where we'll go today.

You took to so many places I have never been,
Today you take me to a land of color.
Tomorrow to a land of darkness.

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My Best Freind Stash, the song

My best freind Stash,
You're the only thing I've got,
Even if they say you're not,
You're still my best freind Stash,

Sometimes when I go insane,
I'd be in a lot of pain,
If it wasn't for you,
My best freind Stash.

All I have to do,
Is take some of you,
I roll you up, light you up and kiss you!
My best freind Stash!

You take me where I never was,
You take me where I'll never be,
And you do it just because,
You're my best freind Stash!

Oh the joy you brought me is,
An un-explainable bliss,
I feel so radical,
Like an ecstacy during a root canal,
And it's all due to you, my best freind Stash!

Oh sometimes I'm all alone,
No chance of getting laid,
But then you pop-up in my nose,
And I am screwing a maid!

Thanks to my best freind Stash!
I just wish you didn't cost so much cash!

When I'm with you it's always a trip,
There's never a dull moment,
As long as I don't flip,
And start rolling in my vomit!

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Unbirth

You're gasping, trying to breathe,

Your lungs expand, contract.
Your mouth opens, closes.
Your body quivers, stills.

Your hands reach out,
Poke at the sultry mucus,
But the goo turns hard.

It locks your limbs in place.
You're paralyzed.
Only your thoughts move.

They run,
In chaos,
Changing directions,
Clashing, colliding with each other.

They run out of breath.

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The Final Intercourse

When I look at your profile
The Sun reflects his smile
On your sleek face.

When I look at you straight on
I can see nothing save a line,
And in that line lies both my fear and my salvation.

As I bring you closer my muscles start to work,
Against my rationale,
Which begs them to desist.

And as you touch me I feel pain,
I pray for it to bring me closer
To the eternal pleasure I desire.

I see the liquid dripping down, slowly.
But then,
As I give way,
I push you in,
And so the crimson waterfall starts gushing in full force.

The numbness overcomes the pain,
It soothes me.
I drop into the fluid I have voluntarily excreted.
Slowly I start to drown in my own life.

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