Tuesday, May 11, 2004

the fall of the empire of the fire and desire
my dreams they fall to the dirt.
your voice is escaping slowly scraping
over me.
your footprints scar they crater the ground.
your voice is beautiful sorrow so full
i wish i could borrow
be here tomorrow.
(just be here tomorrow)

my dreams they have nothing left
your lips are slowly moving are doing
them away.
i have nothing left to hold today
but feeling, the endless killing, emotions
which scatter to me.
(your lips they are pressed
they are caressed
they are blessed.)
and i thought angels had wings.
(i thought angels had wings)

my dreams they hit the ceiling
they fall down willing
my dreams they are undergoing killing
it is all wingless slaughter
down on the dirt with worms they land.

and many dreams go up too high,
so many dreams are denied,
and so many dreams fall.
and the dirt is weighted
by those dreams’ hollow skins.

i sell them away i see them on their way
i feel them fall to the ground
your hand is pressing is very professing
their untimely demise.
i cannot help but feel it is worthless
it is so birthless to give them away
your lips move they say their
lost loveful eating.
i can feel you gaining on me.
it is desire for the fire the one dire defeating.
we are lovers and lovers fight wars.
we must give each other our beatings
and my bashes are scars on my gashes
where many dreams left me.

your face is beautiful
but are you beautiful
do you feel suitable
for what we have to do?
is it disputable ?
this bruisable?
so dutiful
to be what it is—
a loveless love.

and there is existing
an unresisting
to just be drifting
--just be in those arms—
i feel part of me die and part live,
and many dreams touch the sky,
and many dreams don’t hide,
and my dreams have turned to one singular
anomaly that is you.

this desire for this fire,
this passionate need to be entire
is a foolish empire
that will fall before the end.
love is not real there is only the feeling
the hopeless helpless weeding
of the feelings most primal and bleeding--
open from the wounded ache of a broken,
torn and consumed need.
and she,
you are so free, so innocent and in you
there is glee,
you are happy. (are happy)
and love is a weed, sappy
it’ll suck the nutrients dry.
the very entire of this so tired root where i lie,
it is in the dirt with the dreams i lose.
how am i to conspire to not break you when i let
you make me grow?
and how am i to tell you what we have is wilted, is tilted
in a deathly bloom?
(for love does not last it is only a feeling is only a killing
is only a reaction to a need)
and she,
she is much better so more alive than me.

and i thought angels had wings,
but now i know they are scabbed all over
with sores that ache one breathless screaming pain.
it is all in vain.
she will quench my want and it will expire
it will relinquish a sorrow a no tomorrow,
the only thing i want is her.
(i just want to touch her) that is all
(i just want to have her against me) it is all
(i just want to desecrate her) i will ruin her.
(all i have is the primal drive of release
by way of pleasure’s teasing lease) she is beautiful
she is complete.
(so innocent so ignorant so dumbstruck such a child)
she tries to hurt herself to get my attention to have my direction
(so beautiful so pretty so young)
she tries to feel it but knows it to kill it
(it is all in vain the way she carries herself
i want to shield her not let it kill her
i want her to be what i wanted to be) i sometimes do wonder
whatever happened to me.
that thing was obsolete
i long ago died.

it is just an empire,
a fleshly indulgence
an open acknowledge
of this bondage
(this coalescion)
of two to one.

it just an empire
waging war over the years
the war is quite dire
is quite entire
is global in every way
it is over fire over desire
over something that tires
of what it does.
it will
one day
fall.

my dreams they fall to the dirt
your voice is escaping is scraping
my heart.
one day it will fall apart
it will all fall apart
(will all fall apart)
and i thought angels had wings.
they are scabbed beings.
(and it will fall
apart)
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