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Voodoo Eyes

voodoo eyes listen on youtube or here  1 THERE ARE TRACES OF  VOODOO WITH TALES TO COME,  AND around IT THE EMPTINESS OF WHAT’S NOT YOU HAVE’NT THEY TOLD YOU that IN YOU,  THERE IS something in my reduced world FOR ME TO BARE when around you so INTO THE EDGE OF THE COOLEST cave i delve into SHADE & SALIVA reminiscing the blue glow of the second kiss the burn of embrace that will never feel the same we love to lay under the breezy sky mating voluptuous lips  but IN YOUR EYES  THERE IS VOODOO,   IN YOUR EYES  THERE IS VOODOO 2 HAVE’NT THEY TOLD YOU to LET MY EYES SEE WHAT THE WORLD HAS CONDENSED IN YOUR SOUL,  THE BEAUTY THAT DOESN’T  BELONG ON THIS earthly LANDSCAPE,  BUT a statue ON THE LAWNS OF THE GODS ABOVE ,  LET ME FEEL WHAT LANGUAGE  NESTLED ON YOUR TONGUE ,  WHAT CAN I TAKE FROM YOUR MOUTH ,  OR POLISH THE TATTOO ON YOUR LIPS ,  feelings that I've dreamt of you confirmed the warm healing sign...

Live the Lie

Live the Lie listen on youtube or here live the lie version 1   live the lie version 2  predictions from Crystal balls & prophecies about you fail me somethings harboring the core of what you are to know what it's like to be with you .....   I'm a couple of miles away from my headstone to be freed from the path of lies I've taken I dreamt of answers to questions I didn't want to be part of...   scenarios that I rode through a place called heaven   but I couldn't stop for the scenery...   I smelled the breeze, but it wouldn't stick to my senses to inhale a boost of nirvana to be okay for a while more I'm in sync with your anthem, " Come Together ." solidifying your status amongst the masses,   but I don't see myself included neglecting that the condemned and damned like me are on the other end of your consciousness I've meant to be spiritually born to reign under a peaceful sky, but I've aged as sluggish omens came to light I was ...

Seven Hours Late

seven hours late   listen on youtube or here my last seven hours falling off the clock scrapping down the wall, bidding farewell. my blurred eyes gazing at a photo, it too, tethered into madness, sight fading, all the lines and colors of you. Slowly draining. Your photo. Now, a blank white paper canvas , a last glance intoxicates whatever moves me. = if it's any comfort, I might want to hug my odes to you, recite my broken blunders, epic failures stand on my crooked past, reprimand convicted crippled fingers, that caused you to be gone, a fruitless remedy, I can tell by the way I'm missing you. = wanting to be wrapped in between layers of your dreams your breath as musical notes, in tune with magnetic symphonies   dedicated to this melancholy.   Show the love of god. I heard so much about it.   = so peel the skin off reminiscing words, let the couped-up dreams spill on these dying days, let them wander your streets, pace time away. You can take this guilty in an as...