Me, my Mouth and I

Rip what? lol.

I'll be back.
How many words are we limited to and how many entries allowed?

Peel
I have one million birds to peel...like oranges
Or like little children do with apples
Even though the outside satisfies more than the mind
And not the core

But I keep searching for the soul
And I keep peeling these birds
Trying to find the hollow bone that gives them freedom
But I never ever do

I just keep peeling your skin...looking inside
Playing your ribs like piano keys
I find that your lungs never concave
As long as you sit real close to me

When you stay close you see
You can always breathe
So I guess I am your freedom
And I am looking deep inside of you
For absolutely no reason

I love the way you bleed
And I love the way you keep me bleeding
Peeling my heart wide open
And infecting me with the Midas Touch

My heart is now made of gold
Heavy and cold
But you embrace me with your warm body
Bringing me back to life

I guess you are my freedom
And so i do suppose
I can stop peeling these birds
Trying to find what sets them free
Because you are what extricates me

You are all I really need
And I love the way you bleed
And I love the way you keep me bleeding
Peeling my heart wide open
And infecting me with the Midas Touch

My heart is now made of gold
Heavy and cold
But you embrace me with your warm body
Bringing me back to life

At times I feel hollow
But you keep me feeling strong
So I guess I can stop searching
For what makes birds strong beautiful and free
Because you live inside of me

Sanity does not like me in her






So I ain't crazy

Says the they who laid me

Down on a table of "you might be"


Sanity does not like me "_________________________________"in her

( Don't use the word fucking Christopher)

But I can't seem

To find any other place to bleed

SO I scream the dreams of thieves

Into an atmosphere of Blessed Mary's ( Mairy's, Mairie's) Please

I said read everything or be just like me

Crazy

This is your warning


I was in mourning the morning

The ignorant beings came to me screaming

" Just tell me what the prob' is kid because you is screaming like those little bitches cross the street"

I said nothing

Because the best thing is silencing the everything

That leaves me pacing

To knives the size of doorways


The whores say

I will be okay

If I give myself away

But I gave myself away

To Christianity in May

And could find no window born two-way


Slit the throat of hostility

So we can bring back the healing

Or the feeling of healing

Just an illusion and dream

Can you see the seams

Or is that just me

Or does it seem to be

The end of peace


I know you think

I like the taste

Of this life I waste away

But I seem accident prone today

So some may spill from the tray


I love the way

They weigh my discontent

On a scale from one to whateva fits

And it always hits six six six

I can make them lose their wits

Without ever saying

Bitch


Slut


Shit


I think I hit

My mark of fucked up

I am reckless and I wrecked this

Thing you call important

With my secrets


Oops

I think I pissed

All over your ugly carpet

So can you read it


Can you see my secrets

Do you know I have never really cheated

And I still love the same girl

Who since I met her has had around 24 periods

 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

It was the in-betweens where I wished she was in between

The sheets of some place I will never be

But it was the little three to five day dots where I felt loved

And when she decided she would read me

Is when she found a dot

That told her a little bit

But what of all my other bleeding


What will she do when she knows I am crazy.....

no you are not limited at all

Once again it's
Spinning planets
In my attendance

No limits?
Feeling tremendous
Feel what my pen does
Reach out to stem plus

Points to be taken
Appointment for makin

Delete!

( will finish later )


:)>

Digression

There's a thousand things I could say
but won't,
and though that's what you've  asked of me
I can't.
There's a thousand ways I could spray my usual drone across your screen -
it would waste space and drive, yet another crazed mob
to my door.
I wouldn't like to cause offence to the mass, though that depends
entirely on my fancy at the time and the time entirely depends on my feelings and the friends that surround my weary head upon 'log in'.

You wanted something from the mouth, well, it has and always will be
some melodramatic self-doubt I'd not bathe others with and this emotion tends to live in the annoyance of others and the persistence of my once, more tolerant standing.
I suppose, whilst fanning through my options on a less than handsome desk, I distract myself from knowing more and I suspect that I could spend my time much better if I'd only sit and reflect on the previous line or word
but I won't.

See, I know I've said through more than any other word and that my lines are too long in places - it's completely absurd that I should notice
or be bothered by a constant strand of words,
yet I am.
And though, here we go again, I feel I'm wasting time without a pen and the message it transcends a little anarchy to your day as you are literally reading drivel that somehow just about makes sense, or at least I hope there's some sense to poke out in places. As I said, read the first verse here - it would waste time to type it out
and I would spout the same speech again,
like a Grandpa with early dementia while he dribbles out his tea so you see, it was a waste to come into this place,
to stop and sound a call,
to type any words at all,
to stall and catch your eye,
so I apologise
and regress.

my ideas need to flow
I need to go
jus let them all rip
from my lips to my fingertips
I need to speak unspoken
from my mind to yours
my ideas are flowing
but not yet showing
observational erotica
what to write about
we gotta show what we're about
letting my ideas go
sharing to let you know
what we gotta say
every single day

Madintellect said:Once again it's
Spinning planets
In my attendance

No limits?
Feeling tremendous
Feel what my pen does
Reach out to stem plus

Points to be taken
Appointment for makin

Delete!

( will finish later )


:)>

I kinda love your work.