I did not speak for you today. Could not. would not. I held your loved ones tight. Let my tears mingle.…
To someone retired, can you end with happy holidays? Remember, they have assured you they are thoroughly enjoying…
NOBODY LOVES ME I MUST SAY GOODBY NO ONE ANSWERS MY POST NOT EVEN THE GHOST NOBODY LOVES ME I MUST GO AWAY BUT…
SO SAY THAT I SHOULD MARRY. I SAY ITS WAY TO LATE. SOME SAY I NEED A WARM WOMEN TO KEEP SAFE AT NIGHT. I LAY ALONE…
I will hold your hair back when you vomit Hand you tissues when you cry I—ll laugh with you and share your grief…
It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting…
Don't you ever think That when you are away I do not have you in my mind Cradled in my hands Beating with my…
What causes an honest man to tell a bold face lie? What causes a heartless killer to sit in a 6x9 cement confine…
I slip a white hand reverently over the calm glass of the water Palm out my fingers gently stroke the surface,…
AS YOU CAN SEE I WILL WEAR THIS LOOK LEFT. WHAT WILL THE REST OF YOU WEAR. PERHAPS PIGIONPIE CAN GO AS 4 & 20 BLACK…
we knew
what our punishment would be
we stepped into the house of fun
with the hearts of immortals
and like deranged magicians
transformed it to a house of mirrors
where even gods hesitated
feeling the cold burn of intimidation
and uncanny reflection
with our traps and tricks ready
it soon became slaughter
i died so many times
running into our own blades
you left my bodies lying all over
you just cant throw anything away
i wish i felt i was too many
but i will die as many times as it takes
to numb myself happy
all your thoughts and considerations
more than i ever wanted
and oh i wanted
they've made my heart a two ton cherry
swelling and throbbing
the deepest red
seeping little pools of sweet morphine
my big cherry heart
it will charmingly seduce
and it will heavily induce
diagnosing all addicts
as i and my bodies lay in red liquid
the mess of these good intentions
leaving a wake all over my present
i savor the good obsessively
i roll around in the mess manicly
whispering to my army of ghosts
"may your days be a billion years long
because mine are a trillion"
my words echo
from the mirrors and against the stars
finding a swift and smooth course
clarity lost in the reverb
partly absorbed in my big juicy mess
but the meaning always the same
as it finds it's way to you..
when time is all that is needed
for the stars to no longer shine
enough of it will pull you apart
...this will hurt