keys november

What's wrong with all you people here
With all your eyes sewn closed
Please remove that vacant mask
Your eyes are all sewn closed

Proudly she does walk on by
She don't need your air
It's over she's estranged them now
She couldn't hide the care

Pain has no face now
It's not enough to bleed
If it's all about the show and tell
She can't be all you need

Painfully he scrubs her wrist
While she looks away
Funny how you'd never know
From how she takes the day

So once again she'll lay down
And beg the world pass by
She's so confused 'cause every night
She's sleeping with the Lie

WHEN ALL IS SAID AND DONE NOW IT'S ALL ABOUT THE TRUTH THAT TAKES YOU HOME


...come and see her slowly fade watch her fall away people speaking never knew from how she took the day come and witness how she tries maybe it's not too late of all she's learned she surely knows that Love can conquer hate...

he's going to worth her

touch the fingers of her hand
and wonder if it’s me

play his record let it go
let it out just don’t ask why because
at 23
you don’t really want to know/do you/

what’s it like being in love with that first pain first kiss first god awe
she's in love with EVERYTHING BUT HERSELF

that child with the wide eyes-well they don’t look so wide anymore-there he goes running away-catch him and make him worth her-
she’s still there-and she doesn’t need anything but the .

ART LETS TRUTH ORIGINATE

Truth, defined as event and conflict, is centered in the work of art which is also considered as an event and a conflict. Art, embodied in the work of art as its origin, lets truth originate because it is both the specific expressions of truth as well as the condition for the expression of truth. In this way art not only expresses truth, it is truth. When a work of art is created it gives truth a location to become, a work-place. Heidegger indicates when he states that "Art is the setting-into-work of truth." In another similar formulation he also states: "Art is truth setting itself to work." By these statements he means that art is the entire process of truth freely realizing itself in a work of art. Art is the becoming and happening of truth. This, then, is the full meaning of "ART LETS TRUTH ORIGINATE."

Barend Kiefte

In quotatations-
Martin Heidegger, "The Origin of the Work of Art", in Poetry. Language. Thought, trans. Albert Hofstadter (New York: Harper and Row Publications, 1971, p. 77

can't find peace and one of us will die inside these arms

persona. outward inward
why so concerned with death
it comes out of hiding just about everywhere now

was lying next to him inevitable
tennyson hesitates/don't spread her ashes yet

rolling down and spinning round
flash of red or waiting bound
behind her veil is sacred now
don't spread her ashes yet

amen.

A word on Academies; poetry has been attacked by an ignorant and frightened bunch of bores who don't understand how it's made, and the trouble with these creeps is they wouldn't know Poetry if it came up and buggered them in broad daylight.

-Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997)

pleasurelustobsessiondeath

She was screaming colours, but it was muted somehow. By the look on her face, anyone could see she was dying. This had happened before, but not for a couple years now. As he dialed the others, he knew this had to be the last time. Neither one of them could deal with it again. It was like watching someone die-like dying himself-but i was all wrong. None of them had verve like Christy did. In the way she lusted for life, she lusted for him, and for the pain he brought her.
Her sleeves were a darker red now, and he numbly knew it be would soon. Neither of them could bear this much longer. She stopped swaying, crawled out of the bed, and placed herself gently in his lap. The she whispered in his ear, smiled, and fell to the ground.

DANCE DANCE CHRISTA PAFFGEN

She's got the time says she got time on her side

Running the room commanding the late boys' eyes

She runs around, knows all the streets by name

So mysterious, shadows meet James Dean

She's intoxicating, soon your favorite drink

YOUR BLACK DRESS IN DISARRAY

Only dance floor prayers can save

Temperatures rise and I start to move

But it's you that's coursing through my veins

Say she's got hope took shelter to the Hollywood list, taking control

Wanted my heart but I gave her my soul

She's like a Paige Davis with a Monroe kiss

Disappeared today, Left no trace

But someday I'll know your name

Don't need no drugs, you're my chemical

Now I'm dependent, swear I'm clinical

Addicted to those glances, taking chances tonight I need a fix in those heroin eyes

She's no saint, She's no saint, Shes no saint

But she'll take you to your knees

Try her boy, but she'll still do what she please

Do you believe in science? She's perfect chemistry

She wanted my love but I gave her the rest of me

If London's calling don't you dare pick up the phone

ONLY YOU ENTWINED COULD MAKE THIS ORPHAN FEEL AT HOME

Lips that need no introduction, but now waiting for your call

If a picture's worth a thousand words

Then your touch is worth them all Worth them all

-stephen christian

i have felt the same

catch your breath hit the wall
scream out loud as you start to crawl
back in your cage the only place
where they will leave you alone
beause the weak will seek the weaker until they've broken them
could you get it back again
Would it be the same?
fulfillment to their lack of strength at your expense
left you with no defense they tore it down and

I have felt the same as you, I've felt the same as you,
I've felt the same

locked inside the only place
where you feel sheltered where you feel safe
you lost yourself in your search to find
something else to hide behind
the fearful always preyed upon your confidence
did they see the consequence when they pushed you around
the arrogant build kingdoms made of the different ones
breaking them 'til they've become just another crown

refuse to feel, anything at all
refuse to slip, refuse to fall
can't be weak, can't stand still
watch you're back
because no one will

you don't know why they had to go This far
TRADED YOUR WORTH FOR THESE SCARS
for your only company
don't believe the lies that they told to you
Yeah not one word was true you're alright,
you're alright, you're alright