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Otis Redding
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Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Friday, September 17, 2010
it all goes back to the belt
beat me
give me meaning
leave me bleeding
mouth agape
eyes mirroring
pouring wounds
screaming rape
and wishing for more...
Yellow
Golden child clutching your chair
there is no crown for you to wear
and so much to hide behind
cower in shame
product of meticulous planning
origin of much chagrin
unknown origin
bloody your wrists on the sharp shaven ice
there's no more need for
no need to be polite
taste it
taste it
revel in your inner workings
metallic and blunt
impotent wrists/fists
begging for blood
pleading for meaning
pushing chairs away
this is what failure to give notice tastes like
warm iron on a cold winter's day
the black car is waiting
trying to take you away
you can't know what to expect
but expect it to get better
why am i here
why am i here
yellow sun melt these sins away
ease this inborn sin
yellow sun i do not trust you
you take away too easily
is this my own power
to make houses and cars disappear at will
daddy why am i here
why am i here
i disappear into my lap
lean into you, a shifting sex
disgust regret
all men i lean into
turn into you
and so on
and so forth
oh men men men
disgusting shift
this golden unknown sin i am forever paying for
mashing flesh into flesh
half a pump towards nothing
but regret
incest
hurt me hurt me hurt me
fists against the ice
these fish just won't die
they savour the blood
as do i
hurt me hurt me burn me
hang me from your door and call me
when you feel like it
drip it all over
i like how your face never changes
as you watch mine twitch with a pain
most pleasing
climb in
this is where it all began
living recrimination between folds of flesh
chained to a heart and soul unrest
beat me till i'm blind
i don't deserve the rest
it all goes back to the belt
beat me
give me meaning
leave me bleeding
mouth agape
eyes mirroring
pouring wounds
screaming rape
and wishing for more
there is no crown for you to wear
and so much to hide behind
cower in shame
product of meticulous planning
origin of much chagrin
unknown origin
bloody your wrists on the sharp shaven ice
there's no more need for
no need to be polite
taste it
taste it
revel in your inner workings
metallic and blunt
impotent wrists/fists
begging for blood
pleading for meaning
pushing chairs away
this is what failure to give notice tastes like
warm iron on a cold winter's day
the black car is waiting
trying to take you away
you can't know what to expect
but expect it to get better
why am i here
why am i here
yellow sun melt these sins away
ease this inborn sin
yellow sun i do not trust you
you take away too easily
is this my own power
to make houses and cars disappear at will
daddy why am i here
why am i here
i disappear into my lap
lean into you, a shifting sex
disgust regret
all men i lean into
turn into you
and so on
and so forth
oh men men men
disgusting shift
this golden unknown sin i am forever paying for
mashing flesh into flesh
half a pump towards nothing
but regret
incest
hurt me hurt me hurt me
fists against the ice
these fish just won't die
they savour the blood
as do i
hurt me hurt me burn me
hang me from your door and call me
when you feel like it
drip it all over
i like how your face never changes
as you watch mine twitch with a pain
most pleasing
climb in
this is where it all began
living recrimination between folds of flesh
chained to a heart and soul unrest
beat me till i'm blind
i don't deserve the rest
it all goes back to the belt
beat me
give me meaning
leave me bleeding
mouth agape
eyes mirroring
pouring wounds
screaming rape
and wishing for more
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