severed

Wednesday, March 31, 2010 at 12:14 am

All I ever wanted was a place to call home, a place where I was safe, a place to claim. These winds keep me Torn and tethered Blowing along From the womb I fell and have been falling ever since. I forgot the place I came from, the years seem unfamiliar, even foreign as if […]

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Sunday, March 28, 2010 at 8:52 pm

My marionette cut her strings again, She did it while I was sleeping and got away. The trail of debris was winding. She had her way, now I must pay for the damage while she lays there so pretty and unbound by the strings she severed. There was a wanted poster with her image on […]

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Thursday, March 25, 2010 at 10:18 pm

Sera from the wound of the world I heard the call everywhere today. I recall the dream/this dream, and that moment always clutching and clinging. I saw a great movement, a thrust, a contraction and then the widening, she pushed them from her womb, and from her cunt they came unto this moment, that one […]

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Grinder

Friday, March 19, 2010 at 10:40 pm

I go in every morning for the rounds. All those blank faces and meaningless words; the venomous glares of acidic cunts are enough to curdle the constitution of the weak. Day after day they tear each other apart from one cage to the next — one jab to the gut/one to the back for good […]

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Our Dead

Tuesday, March 9, 2010 at 11:45 pm

  They walk in and out of days and nights Endlessly spinning the sun and moon Eating Shopping Working Fucking Shitting Sometimes I just stand and watch They never look up or out These codes of conduct The media All the spoon feed ways to be Regurgitated in properly programmed death The living are becoming […]

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Her Decay

Monday, March 8, 2010 at 11:54 am

  Come see what I got from the woods… I went walking in the night thinking about you and your death. How you never came back to me, how I collect Ones like you, but they are not you! In a root cellar I dreamed you a good woman. I dreamed you wanted me and […]

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Saturday, March 6, 2010 at 9:06 pm

Fools gold shines bright too. Picking up shinny brights from the dirt; Sparkly bits pushed to the surface, Like teeth they cut flesh to bone – Rubedo spills.

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Shame

Thursday, March 4, 2010 at 10:52 pm

Stretched out shadow all covered in Shame. Yes, I said it out loud! Funny little word that stings as it leaves One’s lips. The day he took my pieces, that day I covered the void. I made clay parts to look like the ones taken. They seem real from a distance. Painted and oiled.   […]

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Wednesday, March 3, 2010 at 11:26 pm

The day left it’s ashes all over the place. Again! What distraction is this? My own eye’s see not the fire, only the ash and soot.

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Dream Journal.

Monday, March 1, 2010 at 1:33 pm

Monday morning again. I woke up with you swimming in my head. I dreamt of the water, deep and clear, it was pulling me even deeper to a cave with a tunnel. I saw something just beyond the opening. I saw you. When I looked at my feet, they were there, they really were; the […]

Categories: Ethers