Antonym Of You (my 1st song ever)

Sex, come an terrorize this town;

Forsaken; broken and left behind

Come now, and bring me the Clowns;

Make your bed on this empty highway;

Sleep past dawn, lead me on...

chop me up till friday;

Flaming heat-come disturb my sleep;

Taunt me, Feed me, make me weep.

Watch how the old beggar pleads;

Coiling herself around your sex-

2 hearts broken by their deed.

Come now quick-get into bed;

F**k me till I cry no more-

Get inside my head.

Chorus:

Jack & coke won't do a thing,

Let's burn like a cigarette-

slowly try to figure it-

never got the jist of it-hmm love

F**k me with your little lies,

Do it till' I feel alright-

Let the fire burn a whole tonight-hmm love

Swiftly turning;

my head spinning;

losing control;

is fulfilling-

Don't mind strangers-

I like danger-

Be a killer-Let's start killing-

What's the meaning?

that's so demeaning?

Must be dreaming-

but now I'm screaming

Slowly running with your splinter-

immersed in sheets as cold as winter.

Damage control-yeah this ship is sinking...

Paralyzed by your acquiting...

Chorus:

Jack & coke won't do a thing,

Let's burn like a cigarette-

slowly try to figure it-

never got the jist of it-hmm love

F**k me with your little lies,

Do it till' I feel alright-

Let the fire burn a whole tonight-hmm love

Let the fire burn a whole tonight... love.

A Love note to an Untouchable Face

Brilliant, ravishing, complex splendor of my eyes... I held your fragility, your thorny pedestal whilst my hands bled. I deposited myself in your embrace, utterly naked in body and soul-mindlessly permitting myself to burn with every kiss, with every promise, with every solicitous measure... Adoring you amidst all the glory, fighting with you in all our torment, teaching myself with every blow and loving you above it all... If loving you was reminiscent of violent delights then it's no surprise that it's conclusion is just as ardent, just as traumatic, just as consuming. This rose has reached it's demise... this home that once was full of buoyancy is now an open wound that only time can heal, such a big responsibility for someone I once gave a star to. Someone I gave my heart to. I would have done anything for you, my love. I hope that one day you will remember our love and all it's sensitivity, in all it's beautiful poetic essence-for what it was and what always will be in the corners of our sub-concious... lingering like good wine that gets better with time... and maybe one day will carry a hint of ambrosia, a bit of resentment or regret for what could have been... an education to say the least... a dash of hope but most of all the richness of wisdom for which we could've only attained through such a union, through such passion. I will always love you, rest assured my elusive poet... my intangible fish. Remember that life is not what you think, life is a beautiful disarray of absolutely nothing... so learn to read between the lines and you will see things for what they really were and not what you wanted or expected them to be.... Remember me. Remember us.

The beauty of Effervescence

I was at a social gathering tonight, an x amount of photographers teeming and exchanging at a local lounge in the neighborhood. I was just standing there with my camera, engrossing myself in this human expressway of expressions, mannerisms, and idioms, of verbs and nouns and what not. I couldn't help but think to myself how beautiful it is to engulf myself in the experience of all the who what when where and why's of conversation. My pupils dilating like the lens of a camera and snapping away at the images it chooses to send to my cerebrum. It really is such an enlivening experience to be in social gatherings because it forces you out of your comfort zone and into the spotlight. The reason why we gain so much from this experience is, in fact, an intrinsic part of our evolution and survival. The german sociologist Karl Marx states that 'human beings are intrinsically, necessarily and by definition social beings who, beyond being "gregarious creatures", cannot survive and meet their needs other than trough social co-operation and association.'