And all men kill the thing they love,
By all let this be heard,
Some do it with a bitter look,
Some with a flattering word,
The coward does it with a kiss,
The brave man with a sword!

                                               -from The Ballad Of Reading Gaol

2004-05-27 @ 15:27 p.m.

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The Tart

Goodbye my dear ROM

It was a gloomy Thursday afternoon
I was all alone
my CD-ROM is dead
I'm like dead

suddenly I remembered my tart
the shape of a muffin
there was a smile
a smile on my face

Cuties for this harsh world

I was listening to Placebo
I hear he singing
'lay me down
the lie will unfurl'

the coconut crumbs spilled on my lips
the tapes rolled to Lush
I remembered one day I saw Split in the store
but I didn't take it
I was with him then
like long long ago

what have I done all these years?
I don't remember
I only know I've been writing non-stop

I buried the seeds
and gathered the poppy flowers
in this siamese dream
cherries scattered in the dirt
I cried
I cried
I squeezed them with my feet
this scarlet phantom
fell apart

Opaque rabid animus stuck me
I was dead
I was dead
I was like dead
thy lithe limbs

my Frente
my bizarre Frente
in this triangle
Bizarre Love Triangle
I sung this song on some idle summer day
I learned to sing this song in that icy murky room not of mine
I can still sing it now

this is the song
made my day whole blindness

Listeners
by loons

Grab hold of the will I spare
Was the harshest insult you could lodge
Crippled out of mark and dazed
Not the sense to falter while aslant
Describe, what it is like
To fall apart insane flight
You will suffer if you catch him
A tearful tramway frozen friend
Innovation diction ends
On a hard felt shindy heeted by grief
It's love, aimless curfew
A day was lend, dearly lessened
Cuffed in getting hard to run?lt;br> Then you motion badly wither fall
You were seconds in its realm
You’re a constant giver let things land
You go, awash in the snow
You don't own of all, a life span
It's cold, you stand blistered
Giving up more than you fear



Job's-tears
Caramel
...


fade in your bud
fade before you bloom
fade into me
fade before winter comes...
-a lamentation for my rose died in April
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