Calculated Desperation (Reposted)

I see your vagrant ideology has lost its grandeur
As your following inexplicably dwindles to non-existence
Do you dare go down by yourself in front of your enemies?

This madness that you peddle has taken you now
The ascendancy has shifted away from your grasp
While you lose yourself in the sanity of your own reasoning

Rise to the occasion as your prophets pave the way
The pomp shall drive your non-believers to their knees
Every slight misstep slowly cracks the glass floor which you tread
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I've forgotten when I originally wrote this -_-

The Story of Every Scar (Reposted)

In my mind, I see every fracture
the depth of each cut, the sins at the altar
It beckons to me, write what you see
Relive all those bruises, see all of your fears

And you stare at me, my muse
You taunt me with your vision
And like Annie Wilkes did,
you fed my addictions

What do you write? Why do you fear?
You know that the story will never end here
In the silence of your mind, you know this to be true
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written: March 11, 2008
Video Format's on my youtube page (If you can find it :p)

Contranidicatory (Reposted)

A prescription in the horizon
A sense of dread
A ventricle seems to stop

It kills you but excites you
The thought of going through it again

Now your mind expands with the possibilities
You wonder of the probabilities
The curves and the tangents
The representative values

All the while you fail to realize
As it is written in a tiny scribble
The warning, almost unseen
Store under room temperature

by: Quarkinator, April 17, 2008

Writings on the Bus (Repost)

He wrote your name in ink
and she needs you to call me
Some say that you're crazy
while they just look at the T.V.

So what is it now?
He just wanted to get fucked
Keep it on the down low
He is dying to get some

The writings
On the bus
Just fueled your curiosity
All those random ads
and sleazy bathroom philosophies

Random pick-up lines
Confessions of sexuality
It then all just stops
Now is the time to get off

And with one last glance
"What is your worth in this world?"
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med induced writing rawks
Originally: Nov 12, '08 after taking some painkillers

Just Because... (Repost)

I haven't bothered you but I haven't forgotten
It was bound and witnessed, it was a pact
Just because...

Words zoomed through you didn't they?
Nothing is binding, nothing is written
and my leniency was quite exploitable
Just because...

And you weep in your glass housing
Pity me! Pity me!
Waiting on that other soul to trust you
Spinning those lies like the softness of your first passionate tongue-fest
Tell em everything they they wanna hear to get them in that back alley
And we might never acknowledge each others presence ever again
Just because...
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Originally: Feb 21, '09

A shadow of a dance

I sense your approach
You reek of danger
And you accidentally step on my shoe
You apologize with grace and try to chat me up

I smile at the situation and try to be polite
Worlds spin in your eyes as you judge every possible outcome
The dance immortalized in the streets of Argentina begins
Everything else is a backdrop to the movement of our feet

You shuffle closer and seem determined under my intense stare
You try to take control but I don't let you
The grin on my face catches you unawares
And the roles are reversed

A light touch on the arm
The grazing of knees
And hands that slowly glide behind backs
The space between slowly disappears

image from: http://www.houseofargentina.com/tango.htm

Dead Electronics

The fan rotates once more. The heat of the dim lights cover the room. What of these machines surrounding me? The heat they emit is long dead from lack of use.
In the silence, I hear the the struggle of the last computer. It sputters to reduce the heat it emits.

It serves.

Daylight recedes and the humming does not end. It never ends.