Monday, February 28, 2011

the math


I should have been the one giving out gift cards for advice, like burning tires in order to grow tree's from smoke.
The station poisoned the air temperature from its next day.
You listened to the jackal faced, with a toy chest the map was in a flooded basement.
It was no adventure and your fire extinguisher excites lines on my face like window blinds against a forest fire.
tell your friends to be so lucky.

Saturday, February 26, 2011

Boiling

Just a few days.
You were there to "reason".
You found joy in being virtuous.

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

objectivity

Your technology could suggest desire. it could instruct absence.
The memory's never lived and honesty found us with out the ability to prepare.
Ordered to be, comes at no compromise and your strength simply a novelty.
It took a lot to make things matter. You were unable to afford a whole heck of a lot.
I don't associate with you because your indecency has caused dishonesty.
You take pride in dishonoring that nature, so keep on pretending that you haven't told me to give up.

The association would have been, had it been, not for me.

Real important, regardless of meaning. so at least considered.





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Saturday, February 19, 2011

Doom and gloom (non objective addition)

The competition absorbed hatred
If I and I will became humorous misunderstanding
the term apologist was coined to insinuate an ambition towards negative effort
Suggestion was imported for this very reason
I was missing the ability to afford these qualities
It will be quite the defense
Trying to string together the memory so that people do not need to remind me.

Friday, February 11, 2011

The genius

Your not safe from me
I am listening to the laughter
Your family hates you
Your best girlfriend was not capable of valentines day

Touchdown


ps.  ( genius   )

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

.-09--0m,=-

It broke my handcuffs. 
Your leafs turned from orange to yellow.
The object was sold to be opened 
The root beer gave a recipe without judgement 
Lemon lime ponds and stripes that died 
 
Your ladder wrote a tall tale 
Your clothing missed my families argument 
 
For pain, there were not enough glass bottles to collect 
The sun never moved towards a vacation 
It was just you with my favorite color 
 
And i figured