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PostSubject: some old b.s.   some old b.s. Icon_minitimeSat Aug 22, 2009 12:06 am

(So I have made the mistake of keeping most of what I've written when it comes to poetry/'song lyrics' digitally and such so any hard disk wipes in the past have gotten rid of such stuff.. most for good reason. But digging through my drawer of random (un)creative writings and strangeness I found one of my 'better' older poems, one that I knew for sure I shared online at one point and maybe another. So I googled the lyric and yup.. lo & behold I found a thread from back in 2003 on a board where I had posted such writings. Embarrassingly and laughably enough it's on a 'Christian music' forum and well.. I've been agnostic for like a few years now. None of my writings were religious though. At least, not the ones I'm sharing. Forced rhyming is definitely something I have had (and perhaps still do although I haven't written poems/lyrics in awhile) trouble getting over.. so my apologies if this stuff makes any of you whence

Anyway, this first one was written after seeing The Matrix Reloaded in the theater, I think
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LOVE SONG TO NO ONE

Morpheus compared me to a battery
I told him, he should stop such flattery
He asked if that was air I was breathing
I couldn't really tell 'cos my colon was bleeding

I'm more machine than machines
Guess I shouldn't have had those beans
I've got more moves than Mr. Clean
Agent Smith, can I stay with you?
Trinity's being mean.

The twins could tear out my spleen
Yet they make me into a real dairy queen
Well I'm squeezing lemons in bullet time
Hey Smith, your nipples are looking FINE


In My Childhood

So safe here in the backseat
Mom & dad take care of everything
Well when I'm feeling beat
All mom has to do is sing
It makes me feel better

Fallen lego towers
Noisy bike horns
Funny comic books
In my childhood

I don't have much to fear
'cept being late for school
Everything's okay right here
Things are easily made cool
Excuse my fuzziness

A wild imagination
Parent child cuddles
Girls have cooties
In my childhood

A scraped knee falling off a bike really hurts like hell
But the pain of that can't compare to the pain of a broken heart

Fallen lego towers
Noisy bike horns
Torn comic books
Everything's just fine
In my childhood

ANTONIA

you cry for your creations
your creations took a sour turn
you let them turn you let them turn
they flow in both directions
both directions with a listless smirk
you let them burn you let them burn

he's breathing on the inside on the inside
but he's walking slow
he wants to know he wants to know
he lives out loud he died inside he died inside
he wants to grow he doesn't know he doesn't know

the spirits of atonia of atonia
plunging down the icy falls the icy falls
they want to wallow in the evening in the evening
but the cryer never calls never calls

happiness forgot you she forgot you
so you're falling up and down up and down
I think you've finally lost your way you've lost your way
you've lost your footing on the ground on the ground

ELEVATION

Why do you keep crawling on the floor?
Touch your face and call it what you want
But learn to balance yourself on your knees
Slanted lessons, they can't teach all you need to know
Remember you can elevate before you grow
You can elevate before you grow

Elevate
Take off the chains and the weights, and elevate
Take off the chains and the weights, and elevate
Take off the chains and the weights

You can scurry under the rug
I'll let you have anything you wanna take
Don't feel the need to pay me back
Slanted directions, they can't tell you where you need to go
Remember sometimes you'll need darkness to glow
Sometimes you'll need darkness to glow

Elevate
Take off the chains and the weights, and elevate
Take off the chains and the weights, and elevate
Take off the chains and the weights

FROZE TORCH

Soft, clear, beautiful
Fresh air and rain find your breath
But the torches froze over
And you wander the orchard
Now you're lost in the orchard
And you can't find the pathways back
You can't find trails marked by color and by shape
I'm frisky and jittery
And twilight is not so bad up close
But it's all quick to retreat
Water sounds too peaceful
But your adorable features round it out
Like the quiet minus awkward silences
And I'm blindly finding rocks to skip

(most of this stuff was admittedly written to sort of be 'emulating' the lyrical styles of the band Pavement. Here's one where I tried to be more like Neutral Milk Hotel by way of Pavement Laughing)

LUXURIES, ORANGE TEXTURE

I wish that you would tell me what you need
So that I may follow in your lead
Don't try to act on your every whim
Find a shark you can trust and have yourself a swim
Don't look back on mistakes you might have made
Keep all of your hopes in tight French braids

The blankets have the texture of an orange
And the sheets are worn, and the sheets are worn

I can't exactly tell where stars will set
No need for luck when you've got an amulet
Let's spray all of our worries on the wall
The party will start at midnight in the hall
A cat can react with no delay
But that's not what keeps the mice at bay

The blankets have the texture of an orange
And the sheets are torn, and the sheets are torn

MY BABY DYED HER HAIR

Yesterday she had lime green hair and a hot pink ponytail
Her hair was similar to a watermelon and she smelled like one as well
Today she let off a different scent that I could not identify
When I turned around it was an ocean blue that came into my eye

My baby dyed her hair again
It's the coolest thing I've ever seen
I wonder what color she'll dye it next
Because it always amazes me

Her friend is pouring bleach on top of that ocean-colored hair
Now she's carrying out her plan to gain a little extra flare
She tied strings on each group of strands otherwise known as locks
Now finally she has something that matches her tie-dye socks

My baby dyed her hair again
It's the coolest thing I've ever seen
I wonder what color she'll dye it next
Because it always amazes me, yah yah

My baby dyed her hair again
It's the coolest thing I've ever seen
I wonder what color she'll dye it next
Because it always amazes me

(This was written with a friend. We both wanted to be They Might Be Giants. heh)

RETAINER

"Hi there, I'm a retainer
I keep things how they should be
But I do it in such a demanding way
That you wish to get rid of me"

Plastic mold that delivers pain
In its mission to maintain
See it working for disdain
Eventually driving you insane

Your retainer fused unto your jaw
Told dirty jokes and played the saw
But you weren't supposed to take it off yet
Though your vitality was low
You still had three more months to go
Till you could finally take it off (and put it back on again at night)

"When I'm clamped upon your teeth
I keep them all in line
But even if you were to dispose of me
They'd end up relatively fine"

Specially-crafted tooth-shaped curves
Suffering is all that it serves
See it laughing as it preserves
While it's dancing on your nerves

Wasn't quite your catfish's meow
But soon we'll see who's laughing now
The time has come to peel it off
Stuff it in its case, shove it in a drawer
Shut off the lights before you close the door
Never have to see it ever again (ever again)
No no, you'll never never never have to see it ever again (ever again)
No no, you'll never never never have to see it ever again (ever again)
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PostSubject: Re: some old b.s.   some old b.s. Icon_minitimeSat Aug 22, 2009 1:08 pm

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