sad music fills these skyes
and dreamy dreams cry these eyes
watered down pennings, between
screams that love only to seem
like metalled walls and dangling wires
these vessels blocked but ready for hire
breath in and fill my empty holes
unless this heart's already been sold.
scissor cut skin bleeds like free.
and dreamy dreams cry these eyes
watered down pennings, between
screams that love only to seem
like metalled walls and dangling wires
these vessels blocked but ready for hire
breath in and fill my empty holes
unless this heart's already been sold.
scissor cut skin bleeds like free.
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are you trying to "charge" your glow-in-the-dark tongue jewelry...or.... are you trying to see what light tastes like?? ...or....mmmm.... i dunno, maybe you're just a little strange. thats fine by me. i have an iron maiden cloth banner on my wall "stranger in a strange land". i need sleep.
do you ever do poetry readings or whatever? there's this flyer a kid gave me for this gig called 'Ingredience' and it's a "hip hop open mic welcoming poets & all verbal art, come and enjoy ethnic & american dining, coffee, wine, and Richmond's finest MC's reading their deepest acapella @ Taste Restaurant & Coffee Ethiopian Cusine 417 W. Grace St. every Wed. 9pm-until
call Rasul @ 353-7608 for info in booking-Walk-ins Welcome
2 poets a night receive gift certificates
Free studio time available for those worthy--"
I haven't checked it out yet, but I think I will tonight cos Rasul's cool... hey, I rhymed. But yeah... that's it.