:: Boy In Corner ::
Hmmm, interesting? Perhaps. Sexy? Perhaps. Stupid? Perhaps. About Poetry and Rick? I'd say yes. If you want my journal of some sorts, visit "My Website" below and then go my message board. Have fun with my Rants (aka journal entries). If you want poetry however... here it is. PS - I recently posted some old poetry, and will probably be doing more of the like, so don't think that everything applies to my life right now.| [::..archive..::] |
|---|
| [::..goood stuff..yum!..::] |
| :: My Blog [>] |
| :: My Art and Photos [>] |
| [::..goood stuff..yum!..::] |
| :: My Message Board [>] |
| :: Bruce's Dealy [>] |
| :: Jean's Bloggy [>] |
| :: Jade's Shabang[>] |
| :: Jerry's Blogizzle[>] |
| :: Comics![>] |
| :: Jamie's Napkins[>] |
| :: Nat's Site[>] |
| :: Luca's Log[>] |
| :: Lili's Biznizzle[>] |
| :: Jimmy's Jumpstart[>] |
| :: Andinh's Andy[>] |
| :: Jericho's Blogster[>] |
| :: King Dong's Kitchen[>] |
| :: Megan's Life[>] |
| :: Christeeee's LJ[>] |
| :: Carin's Doodad[>] |
| :: Kimmie's Kaboom[>] |
| :: Pavla's Blah-blahs[>] |
| :: Brian's Casa de Poops[>] |
| :: Katy's Korner[>] |
| :: Mitch's Photos[>] |
| :: Sara's Fobby Korean Panties[>] |
| :: The Alkaline Trio[>] |
| :: My Chemical Romance[>] |
| :: Theatre Rice, yo![>] |
| :: Anti-Flag[>] |
| :: I'm such a nerd[>] |
:: Friday, August 20, 2004 ::
I yearn for you.
I burn so fucking hard and bright I feel like I'm going to explode,
Supernova in my bathroom and
Spray my particles all over the cold
Moist tile that lines the wall next to the toilet.
My inibriation breeds magic,
Alcohol the catalyst in my synaptic
Struggle to find myself.
And you...
You...
Goddamn it feel like a fucking typhoon in my chest
Aching to rend my ribs from my lungs,
Clean the bone of sinew and muscle,
Fucking tear a hole in my being,
With you not being here.
Your essence has burned a rash into my skin,
Pox-marked I fly into the night
Burning like the last dying ember of a deceased campfire.
Fuck.
You.
For making me need you like this.
And as the atoms that make up my
Being are pulled into the vacuum that is
Your embrace,
I'll fucking slit my wrists to sever
This symbiotic necessity
That is our love.
And as my mind washes out of my arteries and veins,
I am finally at peace.
-The ravings of a lunatic, scene II.
A potential new play.
By.
Me.
Inspired by plays written and directed by Chris Chen.
Fucking psycho.
:: Rick Kitagawa 3:05 AM [+] ::
...
Comments:
Post a Comment
