Poetry
Pencil Thoughts
A page too perfect perhaps
I mar you with my graphite scratch
And drag my thoughts across your plain
Curiouser with every smudge and stain
I mar you with my graphite scratch
And drag my thoughts across your plain
Curiouser with every smudge and stain
I'd Rather Be A Poem
I'd rather be a poem than a poet
And exist in perfect rhyme
Latched firmly to human imagination
In realms of lyrical quotation
And versed harmonically line by line
And exist in perfect rhyme
Latched firmly to human imagination
In realms of lyrical quotation
And versed harmonically line by line
Silver Lining Girl
I've spent a lifetime on the shelf
And that's a long time by myself.
The way you looked last night skips in my mind.
You were in the corner shining, like a silver lining
I knew you were my silver lining girl
Grounded to your eyes
I almost realized
The reason I smile when I think about my life.
But the watery parts of the world
Curled up in my dreams
And rattled my heartstrings;
Teased me till I drowned.
I watched the universe divine spin around your silver lines
But if I let your beauty in,
It's almost sinful how it lets me down.
I've spent a lifetime on reservation
Looking for some new salvation
And it's been heartbreaking waiting for the clouds to shine.
And that's a long time by myself.
The way you looked last night skips in my mind.
You were in the corner shining, like a silver lining
I knew you were my silver lining girl
Grounded to your eyes
I almost realized
The reason I smile when I think about my life.
But the watery parts of the world
Curled up in my dreams
And rattled my heartstrings;
Teased me till I drowned.
I watched the universe divine spin around your silver lines
But if I let your beauty in,
It's almost sinful how it lets me down.
I've spent a lifetime on reservation
Looking for some new salvation
And it's been heartbreaking waiting for the clouds to shine.
Post-Apocalyptic With You
I want to be in a post-apocalyptic
World with you
Safe inside
A fallout shelter built for two
It's nuclear winter every day
But I'm never blue
Because I'm with you
And if the human race
Float away in shuttles
And get their jollies
Staring down at us from space
I would not care
Because I'm here with you
Eating blue
Caterpillar goo
In a post-apocalyptic
World with you
World with you
Safe inside
A fallout shelter built for two
It's nuclear winter every day
But I'm never blue
Because I'm with you
And if the human race
Float away in shuttles
And get their jollies
Staring down at us from space
I would not care
Because I'm here with you
Eating blue
Caterpillar goo
In a post-apocalyptic
World with you
Blue Caterpillar Goo
Such a terribly quizzical sort,
Always asking "why this?" or "why that?"
To which I'd retort
The very first thing that entered my head
So I was not surprised at all when she said:
"If the world was destroyed by nuclear explosion
And all the flora and fauna where mutated horribly
By the ensuing genetic erosion,
And assuming the caterpillars were all turned unusually blue,
Would you crush them and mush them
And slurp up the goo?"
But I was thinking of a way to build robotic chickens
One might send on mutated-monkey killing missions,
So I didn't hear the question she asked,
But she asked me again, and this time I heard her at last.
"What's this," I replied, "eat caterpillar goo?
Why of course. Of course child, that's just what I’d do!
If the world were to end in such a nuclear fashion
I believe I'd eat blue caterpillar goo with a passion!
I'd smear it on crackers and eat them in bed.
I'd make blue caterpillar shampoo
And pour it all over my head.
I'd make caterpillar cream, yes wrinkle cream lotion!
That's what I'd do, if the world were to end in a nuclear explosion."
But she seemed disinterested in my replay,
And just nodded her head and curtly told me goodbye.
Always asking "why this?" or "why that?"
To which I'd retort
The very first thing that entered my head
So I was not surprised at all when she said:
"If the world was destroyed by nuclear explosion
And all the flora and fauna where mutated horribly
By the ensuing genetic erosion,
And assuming the caterpillars were all turned unusually blue,
Would you crush them and mush them
And slurp up the goo?"
But I was thinking of a way to build robotic chickens
One might send on mutated-monkey killing missions,
So I didn't hear the question she asked,
But she asked me again, and this time I heard her at last.
"What's this," I replied, "eat caterpillar goo?
Why of course. Of course child, that's just what I’d do!
If the world were to end in such a nuclear fashion
I believe I'd eat blue caterpillar goo with a passion!
I'd smear it on crackers and eat them in bed.
I'd make blue caterpillar shampoo
And pour it all over my head.
I'd make caterpillar cream, yes wrinkle cream lotion!
That's what I'd do, if the world were to end in a nuclear explosion."
But she seemed disinterested in my replay,
And just nodded her head and curtly told me goodbye.
Wicked With You
You look out of place
Like an angel in space
A beautiful face
But you're evil
I've seen your black wings
And all your hellish charms
I like the way you explode in my arms
But you're evil
And I don't want to wake up wicked with you
Dreaming bout the bad that we do
Stomping on kittens
And laughing with the devil too
You walk in the room
Eyes glitter and boom
You're probably in with the legion of doom
Cause you're evil
And I don't want to wake up wicked with you
Dreaming bout the bad that we do
Drowning puppies
And laughing with the devil too
Like an angel in space
A beautiful face
But you're evil
I've seen your black wings
And all your hellish charms
I like the way you explode in my arms
But you're evil
And I don't want to wake up wicked with you
Dreaming bout the bad that we do
Stomping on kittens
And laughing with the devil too
You walk in the room
Eyes glitter and boom
You're probably in with the legion of doom
Cause you're evil
And I don't want to wake up wicked with you
Dreaming bout the bad that we do
Drowning puppies
And laughing with the devil too
Ultra-Violet
She shatters sunshine with her eyes
When she breaks down and cries
Her prisms are so beautiful
I am hypnotized
By every tear
Each shifting shade of light
Curving down her cheek
My head spins as I search
For words to speak
But I cannot talk
Rainbows puddle at her feet
But my only thought
Is how can angels cry?
When she breaks down and cries
Her prisms are so beautiful
I am hypnotized
By every tear
Each shifting shade of light
Curving down her cheek
My head spins as I search
For words to speak
But I cannot talk
Rainbows puddle at her feet
But my only thought
Is how can angels cry?
When Austin Met Janiece
It would be so easy to turn my computer off
And walk away
No broken hearts between us
But I'd miss having a reason
To check my messages a hundred thousand times a day
You really write the cutest things...
Logging on MySpace
To leave smiley face icons in your mailbox
Everything I've read about you
In your 'about me' section rocks
You've got a million friends
But you put me in your top
I check my messages a hundred thousand times a day
Cause I'm addicted to the way you type my name
And I just think it's really sweet
How you use <3 instead of 'heart'
I spell check every thing I send
So you'll think I'm smart
And when you instant message me
Yeah, that's my favorite part
I check my messages a hundred thousand times a day
Cause I'm addicted to the way you type my name
And walk away
No broken hearts between us
But I'd miss having a reason
To check my messages a hundred thousand times a day
You really write the cutest things...
Logging on MySpace
To leave smiley face icons in your mailbox
Everything I've read about you
In your 'about me' section rocks
You've got a million friends
But you put me in your top
I check my messages a hundred thousand times a day
Cause I'm addicted to the way you type my name
And I just think it's really sweet
How you use <3 instead of 'heart'
I spell check every thing I send
So you'll think I'm smart
And when you instant message me
Yeah, that's my favorite part
I check my messages a hundred thousand times a day
Cause I'm addicted to the way you type my name
