Ambivalent Gods
Legends of our own Lament
Always seeking Loss
-Fade
Tuesday, October 29, 2013
Thursday, October 17, 2013
Damn, when I was feeding off the media frenzy about Amy Winehouse, I was just taking in what they gave me about her- What a freak, what a fuckup...
And the more I listen to her music, the more I now understand what an absolute loss it was to the world to let her be discarded the way we allowed her to be...
It's okay in the day, I'm staying busy
Tied up enough so I don't have to wonder where is he
Got so sick of crying, so just lately
When I catch myself I do a 180
Tied up enough so I don't have to wonder where is he
Got so sick of crying, so just lately
When I catch myself I do a 180
I stay up, clean the house, at least I'm not drinking
Run around just so I don't have to think about thinking
That silent sense of content that everyone gets
Just disappears soon as the sun sets
Run around just so I don't have to think about thinking
That silent sense of content that everyone gets
Just disappears soon as the sun sets
This face in my dreams seizes my guts
He floods me with dread
Soaked in soul, he swims in my eyes by the bed
Pour myself over him, moon spilling in
He floods me with dread
Soaked in soul, he swims in my eyes by the bed
Pour myself over him, moon spilling in
And I wake up alone
If I was my heart I'd rather be restless
Second I stop the sleep catches up and I'm breathless
As this ache in my chest, as my day is done now
The dark covers me and I cannot run now
Second I stop the sleep catches up and I'm breathless
As this ache in my chest, as my day is done now
The dark covers me and I cannot run now
My blood running cold, I stand before him
It's all I can do to assure him
When he comes to me, I drip for him tonight
Drowned in me, we bathe under blue light
It's all I can do to assure him
When he comes to me, I drip for him tonight
Drowned in me, we bathe under blue light
His face in my dreams seizes my guts
He floods me with dread
Soaked in soul, he swims in my eyes by the bed
Pour myself over him, moon spilling in
He floods me with dread
Soaked in soul, he swims in my eyes by the bed
Pour myself over him, moon spilling in
And I wake up alone
And I wake up alone
And I wake up alone
And I wake up alone
Read more: Amy Winehouse - Wake Up Alone Lyrics | MetroLyrics
Wednesday, October 9, 2013
The Drowned Girl
The Drowned Girl
Drowned by the moonlight
embrace the tides that kill pride
Love-a liquid grave
Fade, 10/9/13
Beauty, like Art, is where you find it. Or- Where you pull it from the Nether. "Finding" it suggests a lack of effort, unfortunately- But- Like all worthy endeavors- Pulling art from the Nether- is a labor- whose reward is endless.
You love me, for my endless audacity in never failing to attempt to pull it forth. And I love you- for your endless appreciation for the effort of the art itself. AND- even more so for your endless comprehension. You are amongst a handful of worthies among my FB friends. I won't stoop to tagging them. They Know who they are.
Drowned by the moonlight
embrace the tides that kill pride
Love-a liquid grave
Fade, 10/9/13
Beauty, like Art, is where you find it. Or- Where you pull it from the Nether. "Finding" it suggests a lack of effort, unfortunately- But- Like all worthy endeavors- Pulling art from the Nether- is a labor- whose reward is endless.
You love me, for my endless audacity in never failing to attempt to pull it forth. And I love you- for your endless appreciation for the effort of the art itself. AND- even more so for your endless comprehension. You are amongst a handful of worthies among my FB friends. I won't stoop to tagging them. They Know who they are.
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