Look at you. Standing there in your sawdust-covered Blundstones. Joy, pure elation and endorphins but the high won’t last and like clockwork, your brow furrows, sweat beads glisten and your fists are clinched, regardless of the Supreme Court overturning a fifty year old law making you ecstatic because that’s what God and his book of…
There’s a lot to do between now and August 23rd. We’ve yet to finalize a time but we have been loaned the studio, which we are grateful beyond words for, and will be streaming our first live sort of show. Yes, there will be a small fee to view the stream, just $5 but that…
Abient 03.28.2022 Stigmata is the talk of the town, but you deny it. With tears in your eyes, mouth full of lies, you only wanna justify it. There’s no way a loving God, would abandon our wagon. But here we are, blackened and charred and not a sight of the fucking maggot. Now we sit…
Started – 06.15.2014Finished – 03.21.2022 A chord, singed by the weight of an atom.A cloud, the shape of halos.Made by a man, dances in the moonlit andstratum. A tremor, rocks the spine.A quake of fear along the promenade.Another shock, tips the scales.And he trembles, to his Devil’s serenade. Hey, can you see them?The weak, the…
Completed: 03/19/2022 In this mirror, that I hold in my hand.I see an, ocean within, the masquerader’sgrin.In this mirror, I can pretend, that somethingwill somehow make me content.That all of this pain, rejection and depression,just isn’t at all real. As I stare into this lonely abyss.Delusions that I’ve come to fear.Are my soldiers/my one testament.A…
03.15.2022 Your trigger finger’s itching,you find there’s no control.And the lies are getting thicker,no matter what you’re told. Like throwing it away,to some ignorant apostle,is like laying down the knife,upon the largest of the vessels. Lost!Now the strictures are digging in!From every angle and direction,comes another Hell I’ve been living in!Shored!Now the breakers are drowning…
Chaos!I think we all need a little of it!What’s the matter with a small lapse of sanity?Fuck the noise!I’ll make my own rhythm!That’s my story and I’m fucking gonna stick to it! Dirt trails and bandanas and bad ideas,what’s the worst that could happen here?Blood loss and lives lost and metrorrhea,eyes bloodshot, pupils like platters,It’s…
Looks like I’m hunted and the killer is a good one.
I watch the holes, the walls splinter!
12/27/05 I can see your scars, and with my fingertipsI will pull them apart.Push right straight through the bone, and that’s just the start. And was it all just a dream?That you created for me.Underneath all of the lies.Is a heart that only screams.If you could step through the walls.Would you want it to feel…
02/01/06Edited: 06.06.2020 Gold keys, to a trap door in the sky,while anger keeps me warm at night.Self exceptions, to every rule, like a violentsullen crutch, and it is written in stone,“He was laughing too much.” This is all I have to give… Spinning windows, reappear, lifts me to thesilo and returns myself to you.Pyramid crystals,…
