Monday, March 27, 2006
Vexation Symbolized As Distress
Insecurity followed by a virus,
Unfounded by irrationality
Caused by pretentious
Symbolism prevaricated by unfaithful bounties.
Different visions interrelate
In the collision of lost introspection,
A mind reader cannot solve the opiate
Of your indomitable itemisation.
Sharpened sorrow,
Questionable motivations,
Distress of the crow,
Riddled interrogation.
Complexity and ignorance dominates you
In a world where prejudices exist this day.
The emotions will subdue
In the Hour of Doomsday.
Merciless obedience prevailed before.
It might pave its way into your neurotic sins again...
Joints Lit by TheRedBantoo | 
Thursday, March 16, 2006
And We Derailed At The Vinyards
The father of modern time
And from the depths of these trenches
These last few rounds in the ring
Have left us without a sense of crime
These forward shields have taken hits
And the fog isn't lifting sooner than expected
Do you remember the sound we made
Dancing through hails of snow and ice
I can't remember the last time I tasted anything
But the stale dust of copper and light
The hills have left us reeling and exhaling
They turn from green to glass and back again
Fore mention the final scene that has us blinking
Our eyes shut and reopen to a new frame
And frame by frame by frame by daylight
We lost a sudden chance to survive
All I know is that I'll take these waves
And breathe them in with a smile
I hope you'll find my shoes on the shore
Blacking out in a sensitive style
It's all that we've been gunning for
Joints Lit by TheRedBantoo |
Wednesday, March 15, 2006
The Future is Now!
Reflections
are stalking the world,
they hide in windows,
take you by surprise
when you turn corners fast,
nearly bumped into myself today
as I trampled the future into right now.
They sit in polished steel,
waiting for that casual glance,
you are caught!
Television and computer screens
are in on the conspiracy,
don't look too hard when you look up,
reflections will scream at you.
Even silver spoons ready for mouths
will laugh you back into the light.
And don't forget the obvious,
mirrors, they pretend they're helping
when they report back to shadows.
It's a strange life this one here,
sitting in a darkened room,
with no tv, and wooden spoons,
the curtains drawn constantly,
still they catch me sometimes
when the bulb explodes -
the bright light catches this screen.
Joints Lit by TheRedBantoo |
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
Anesthetics & Amputations
Let's scurry like mice across these concrete fields
Help me knaw away at this steel river,
And then let's grab hold of the chariot reins
We'll ride this intravaneous bullet from station to station
Forgetting where the trigger ever was
Pray the angels won't find out about us
And their crumpled up campaigns
We'll make a straw out of this
So we can breathe in migranes coated with sunlight
And exhale whatever remains
Let the sickle cells fill our bloodstreams
Let's leave
Let's disregard our hopeless dreams
And wander aimlessly,
Finding empty cartons of nicotine
In a field of melting cement.
Cause you see, I can hear the angels coming,
So while our obsessions project mirages of empty ashtrays,
Let's see if they can catch us now.
Yes, I have big plans for this now.
My arms are only stethoscopes
Can you feel anything?
Am I pulsing through your nerves?
We've been captured, but these handcuffs feel sedated.
We're on the surface now
Please tell me, what should our eyes do now?
Will our retinas retract and refract?
Or will our pupils dilate into everything?
And I can't help but wince when I see the lights
Let's just keep blinking & blinking & blinking
Let's keep in rhythm with the camera shutters
So when the newspaper prints the next day,
The smeared ink of the headline will read
That our eyes knew just what to do when they felt lights.
And while we're barred behind heaven's gates,
The angel's walkie talkie static will filter out smoke
And we'll exhale whatever remains
Joints Lit by TheRedBantoo |
Sunday, March 12, 2006
Redemption in a lightning strike
traded in my heart
for a taste of something better,
stronger, harsher;
liquid cocaine making its way down.
:
we changed, we grew,
watched the dying world fall
and caught bits of it on our tongues;
impressionless minds lost their shapes and
decayed at the touch of life.
i forgot how to live
when you showed me the worldly ways;
remember only that your tongue
tastes like the end of my world.
if life were meant to be like this
we'd all be crawling on our knees,
waiting for redemption in a lightning strike.
these alcoholic tendincies will kill us;
light bends and breaks before our eyes.
i'm on the verge of something more like
trouble
than anything i've ever known.
:
i traded in my heart
for a taste of something better,
stronger, harsher;
i'm going out
in a shower of lights and sound.
Joints Lit by TheRedBantoo |
These Days Are Numbered (It's Where The fuhrers & fuhrerins Grow) Psychological promises give illusion of honesty Diverging sentiments For their conniving way Inviting lesser condition For thorough maturing Catapulting discordance With key philosophies It's where the fuhrers & fuhrerins grow It was not angst, nor obnoxious It was anxious to be noxius Notorious to be more than us More than us, to be perishable NOTORIOUS NOTORIOUS NOTORIOUS Pestilential communists, faux credentials for incompetence Exterminate resistants of their existence Raise your fist and rise against Raise your fist and rise against Raise your fist and rise against (NOTORIOUS) Their feathered hearts bleeding, for more than this war We want to live for more (EUPHORIAS) We want to live for more. . . . It's where the fuhrers & fuhrerins grow It's where the fuhrers & fuhrerins go to grow
Joints Lit by TheRedBantoo |
Thursday, March 09, 2006
I Belong @ | You scored as Rage Against The Machine. There rockin with a hint of rap. There sweet.
Rage Against The Machine | | 88% | The Offspring | | 88% | Slipknot | | 63% | Nine Inch Nails | | 63% |
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What Group Am I | You scored as Rocker, Mosher. Your A Rocker!
Rocker, Mosher | | 100% | Skater | | 90% | Goth | | 85% | Prepy | | 70% | Emo | | 50% | Chav, Townie, Rude Boy, Ned, Kev | | 35% | Trendy | | 0% |
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Sunday, March 05, 2006
Romeo GooGles Juliet
Piercedprincess: Romeo Romeo where for art thou?
Italianstallion: Yo, here I is jewels. I'm in history class. I'm suppose to be researching the fall of the Roman empire but instead I was uploading my latest trogen to Mercutio's computer.
Piercedprincess: Lmao. Oh Romeo thou art such a card. I'm sitting here bored to tears in Social Studies so I decided to download Nelly's latest single to my Ipod. Italianstallion: Screw Hamlet, he's such a putz. Meet me behind the bleachers after school and I'll show you what a real man is made of. Piercedprincess: ? Italianstallion: Ooops... Sorry I have too many windows open again. I thought I was sending that to Ophelia.
Piercedprincess: Freck off you little turd. Yesterday I caught you cybering with that witch Macbeth from that MILF site you're so fond of. Who else you got hanging on your MSN list? -_-
Italianstallion: Sorry babe, my pc just froze up. I have to reboot. Call me.
Piercedprincess: O happy dagger! This is thy sheath; there rust, and let me die. Juliet cuts wrist with razorblade and bleeds all over laptop.
Lady Capulet: You spoiled little brat. Can't you keep anything nice?
Joints Lit by TheRedBantoo |
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