Her upset face
the long silent pauses
and the distinct residue of contempt
Like a blush breaking out over her face
and how appropriate we said
She almost changed gear
but the stick crunched on her pout
Stubborn snobby lips and deflated smile
we passed over the card
entered the pin awaiting a curseword
yet she managed a thankyou
We almost had to call an ambulance to extract it
Curved like the destiny of a raging advancing empire
A powerful slashing motion outward through armor
The carbon steel obedient and welded in water cooled
as if the thing escaped hell itself
to find a hand to use it's power extinguishing adverseries
swiping between shields and weapons
painting the battle field in deep reds
snapping out and recoiling as the cobra
Öfkeli ve ilerleyen bir imparatorluğun kaderi gibi kıvrılmış
Zırhı yaran güçlü bir savurma hareketi
Karbon çeliği itaatkâr, suda soğutularak kaynaşmış
Sanki cehennemin kendisinden kaçıp gelmiş gibi
Gücünü kullanacak bir el arar, düşmanları yok etmek için
Kalkanlar ve silahlar arasında süzülerek
Savaş alanını koyu kırmızılara boyar
Bir kobra gibi aniden atılıp geri çekilerek
grand illusions
do not haunt me
The bare bones friction
The hard rejections
I need these truths
the joys of delusion
accompany the cursed
don't count me among
squirt your bitter reality
Bleed it before the deathroes
up ahead the old man and his dog walked back toward their home
the ghost of teh past and the future leading and following
overlapping them without them seeing
making their motion look ghostly
But each person moves like this
with a little of their past following
a little of their future guiding
overlapping them invisibly
And in the distance as the day mist evapourates
You can make out the shapes of the people
Their regrets and hopes holding them back
leading them on it's all pure sustenance for motion
Oli Ozler comes out on a sizzler
fifty degrees in the breezy fuzzy sweaty
water under the knees
None to access readily
He came across the desert fox caught him and cooked him
a whizzler it fizzled fur melting in drabs and dribbling
Ozler crueled out his bong slurped izzling
praying from drizzle with the twizzle eyes
dry throat and munchies cozy ozy ozler
thrizzle wuzzle burning people's muzzles
Life's a dance it's a puzzle
how much can you get away with
Heaven glowed in the distance
Only a few millenia to go Christopher
Just recall those centuries of sties beasts
The jeering farmers
Now we have the willow river pear
the piece of fruit that grants us salvation
beyond our subtle righteousness
fools at the outset united under a few ideals
leaving the yarners there the lost territories
tailored to sway the purgotory boys and girls
back into it's sourly sewn realm
Now we can see heaven sparkling just up ahead
I was only little attempting to live as a child
attempting to learn yet I felt as nothing
the discardable expendible waste of teacher's time
I was only trying they looked past me
toward the automatics
Big grey halls where no warmth could accumulate
threats and pressure were to make us
into people of value
the holes inside their hearts
and behind their eyes
for they didn't see me in the apple
just the browning edge insect injected
wanting needing coming up short
squalid stench ridden begger
hear me croak for my lunch
recite the meaningless lines
the ones that fade from memory as certain as tomorrow
have they succeeded in boring a hole into me
leaving me hollow in the heart and behind the eyes
their one million quips
My desire to know the world no less destroyed
my desire to know what it is made of
getting gumboot muddy in the swamps
sunstroke in the deserts and bewitched in the forests
How I'd like to come back and put you in a bottle
observe you, stick a label
and leave you on the mantel
Of some derelict grey museum
