Tuesday, March 4, 2014

-DEATH TO VISUAL DEPRIVATION -

Would it be a crime if your name sparked a rhyme? You're so pretty in your natural way. Spalling hair , boisterous grip. I skip in your fancy. What a star you are on this planet. Shifting perspectives seeing outside of yourself. I am in awe and taken back by your glow.

 Get the fuck out!



dep·rva·tion
ˌdeprəˈvāSHən/
noun
  1. 1.
    the damaging lack of material benefits considered to be basic necessities in a society.
    


                    sensory



                                                                       Overload
 


                                                    death----kitty
   



                                               …..kitty……skull-----banger
     


               
                                           here teddy teddy



            pretty flower….. children of films



hELLO………………Goodbye






















           death to visual deprivation        

Thursday, February 27, 2014

Junkie







Witty Pity Pity Pity


2.26.2014 L.A.W.

Over here there are no trees. No feelings of a cool breeze. Not a laugh or a smile. A melody or a mile. Tremendous regret and pity fill this air. A toast to the chance that led to an empty world. Created by yours truly. An event worth a funeral. A place to lay this worthless soul. A tight squeeze and a suffocating time. Stand still in this grief and see no further , light is absent in this presence. Like a ghost passing through but no entrance to encompass. Eyes swollen and sunken in. Tears no longer fall only dust gathers around the edges. My bones barely hold. They dangle in distress. Mind body and soul lost with no sign of another merging. What's left if there is no life on this end? I feel but not of good taste. I see but only a figment of what's there. A sad sight and myself is to blame. I'd rather sit In this dead space. Ossify in this corpse. Bleed and leave gracefully. What tempo to this delay. A slow, steady, thoughtful goodbye. A gratitude for this awakening soon forever home. Lost in the stars. My home away from home. Gravity pulls in quicker. Soften this departure. Make it hurt less than this.

Tuesday, February 25, 2014

Rarity of rain

My Dearest.
You sit so peaceful and secure. 
Wicker burning with flames as this rain drips following its own oath. 
You glisten in silence filled with sensation and glory. 
Ideas of inspiration and clownful smiles meet my mask with your crystalline pivots. 
Spinning round and round. 
The point when the rain meets the flames and this ever so shining diamond. 
The rain. 
It quivers my blood. 
I shake in excitement.
Awakening I stand from my coffin wholesome and sweet as the rain grew emotion. 
Covering my skin the storm roared with it's power. 
The rain no longer drips but pours and I am happily drowning. 
Slender trees danced in toxic shock. 
Finally I sit with the rain. Rain swimming around me. 
Together with the rain. 
Alone with the rain. 
Must be a gift oh this rain.
Echoes Crept through the winds. 
Was it the wind whom helped hail this rarity of rain?
Forever shaping seas and carving diamonds.
I weep in your glorious mystery. 


Tuesday, September 17, 2013


MOON BEAMS EAT SKULLS


Look at her. 
Standing so royal in her slant and glowing in her gaze.  
 stare at her for days
Now for eternities she appears at dusk.
Sometimes full of surprises 
Sometimes so new she falls absent of the eyes.
Still.. 
She is always there.
In the wrinkles and craters of her skin she gathers dust in comforting blankets.
Why is it that when I watch her it is as if the whole world fell backwards and the skies and stars were my trees?
This magic pearl 
pulling inwards... 
go. 
Definite are the seas In her arrival. Not a chance the oceans could miss her. 
Sometimes on a clear night  her reflection is seen in a dream. 
Truly a sight to see
To dream 
Watching the planets from so far away
Turning the waters blue
Churning the marbles.
Each plate a puzzle. 
Perspective towards the sun 
The dragons distant in the horizon
Spell fortune 
 




Thursday, August 22, 2013

D.J BEN WASH REVEALED

WASHED OUT IN L.A

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