Shooting stars don’t fall like lightning eye strikes
Eyelash suture, I’ve become wolfish with no remorse
You strike me shade tree
-hyp
Monday, June 15, 2009
Thursday, June 11, 2009
"Moonflower"
The first time I gave her flowers she said “Please,
If your gonna buy me something you could at least make it yours.”
So I brought her sunflowers
I told her I grew them by my bedside and tended to them like I would her
Bathed them in the mornings golden waves
And made sure they were safe when the darkness came
I became a crutch for them to lean on when their heads became too heavy
and when they needed affection I was peerless and proud
I kept up with their roots, made sure they were never alone
But I couldn’t keep them shut in so when I wasn’t looking I let them wander
I never questioned their lust for something different
Its different when you’ve worked for what has been constructed
Breaking stalks to broken stems to cracks in this foundation
I built more than a life around those clay walls and hid an ideal in the soil where they stood
The first time I gave her flowers she said “Please,
If your gonna buy me something you could at least make it yours.”
So I brought her sunflowers
I told her I grew them by my bedside and tended to them like I would her
Bathed them in the mornings golden waves
And made sure they were safe when the darkness came
I became a crutch for them to lean on when their heads became too heavy
and when they needed affection I was peerless and proud
I kept up with their roots, made sure they were never alone
But I couldn’t keep them shut in so when I wasn’t looking I let them wander
I never questioned their lust for something different
Its different when you’ve worked for what has been constructed
Breaking stalks to broken stems to cracks in this foundation
I built more than a life around those clay walls and hid an ideal in the soil where they stood
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Back to the future and I feel like driving
No I feel like drawing
Me
Driving
Smoke whirling around my head and soo cold
Like temperature
“Um... pilot to co-pilot
We have a problem here, we’ve lost the Twan to Ice-man and he is cool”
“No them ain’t airplanes Sir
Them eyelashes, upside down
They look like they are trying to weave themselves together
But I just so happen to be uncannily good at untying stitches”
Because if I don’t get to put me back together, no-one does.
No I feel like drawing
Me
Driving
Smoke whirling around my head and soo cold
Like temperature
“Um... pilot to co-pilot
We have a problem here, we’ve lost the Twan to Ice-man and he is cool”
“No them ain’t airplanes Sir
Them eyelashes, upside down
They look like they are trying to weave themselves together
But I just so happen to be uncannily good at untying stitches”
Because if I don’t get to put me back together, no-one does.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Fire Field
They say lighting never strikes the same place twice.
This is false.
Lighting never strikes the same moment twice,
And I am captivated.
Thunder sparkle on my flash crack brain
Boom me open.
Burn me only oak tree in a pasture style
Make me witness.
-hyp
This is false.
Lighting never strikes the same moment twice,
And I am captivated.
Thunder sparkle on my flash crack brain
Boom me open.
Burn me only oak tree in a pasture style
Make me witness.
-hyp
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