Monday, February 25, 2008

DORIAN GRAY.




I can't see the light

I'm thrown in disgust

They speak of feats

The housed forever

A howling wind

Changed my course

It blew me out

Of bounds so sore

All the walls

All the walls that bound me

Descending bleak and put upon


I chew my cheeks

To wake up from

The vase grows bigger

To my eyes

These eyes that sniggerAnd despise

The wall grows taller up to doom


Shoes in my room

Thrown in disgust

At how I fall

To my worst

Of course you sayYou don't understand

Your words your fiction

Your crooked hands


But clearly nowI tell you man

That all I say Is all I can

For I am nothing But my sin

Until I learn

To caste them in


While young girls fangs And crystal wrists

Wait patiently For me to twist

I look away To distant rains

To water falls And honey days

And boys in blackAnd blue rinse eyes

Gaze whistly at my slender thighs


I twist a shade to my right

And spit at beelzebub on sight

And go on loving all I see

For here I live on patiently


Clerarly now I tell you man

That all I say is all I can

For I am nothing but my sin

Until I learn to caste them in

peter murphy, crystal wrists.

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Not on top of my game lately. I won't bore you with the details. There are, however some changes to the menu here fairly soon. I can see you all yawning in anticipation.

M.





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