i dedicate this unveiling to my one true love as an expression of the gratitude that fills me. i give thanks for the support i receive as i strip to reveal my naked skin and bones. i choose to be nude because i trust you as much as the limits of my flesh allow me to uncover. Continue reading
i know it might appear as though i am hacking the matrix you’ve constructed, so if that is too inconvenient for you to compute, here’s a reminder: you have the privilege of blocking my pop-ups…
activate it before it’s no longer compatible
there’s no need to catch fire trying to update your processor.
by all means, preserve your programming.
control + alt + delete…
reboot your system before it blows up in your face….
just don’t blame me as the reason your model is malfunctioning.
the history suggests it was already a bit defected.
when I become king
and I rule the free world
I will order the law in my image
so everyone knows I have
the right to be supreme
when I become king
and I command the land with my staff
I will enter rooms in royal fashion
so I am received with love and laughter
the reaction is like I’m golden
when I become king
and I bring my opponent to his knees
I will never have to fight again
so that I can live in peace and prosper
the obstacles I overcome bow at my feet
Insecurity is whatever it will be
It lives within you and it may be in me
Insecurity sucks and makes it hard to feel free
Until we learn to love self unconditionally
It’s like a hole in one who is otherwise complete
It’s like a stroke of heart in the midnight heat
It’s like a stallion in shoes that quite don’t fit its feet
It’s like shadowboxing a ghost you’re unable to see
Ever get the feeling that there are multiple things going on at once? Imagine how it would be if this were your reality. Well, who’s to say it’s isn’t?
At this very moment you could exist simultaneously in two contrasting halves, like two distant microchips attached to and tracked by the same computer. The Monster certainly does and that’s all that matters anymore. But how exactly did this potentially iconic super model switch from beloved to despicable?
Am I asking too many questions? My bad. It’s just that… Angles of Dangles is a provocative piece of work.
“The world as they know it shatters into chaos. The structure loses its form. This was the plan in order to form a new order…“
old versions get upgraded
when they are deemed outdated
by the public and the consumer
connection switches meaning
all sense is obsolete
and we get with the program
a quietude of extremes
menaces the master of the obvious
the masses are eluded by its transitional nuance
as it traverses the polar spectrum in a cataclysm of silence
contrary to its contemporaries
its wealth is in its stealth
forgive me if it seems like i’m coming apart at the seams
i’m just dressed in daydreams of a different time and space
where cotton and lace weren’t such oppressive creations
how many threads does it take to keep the fabric from breaking
when the shirt gets way too worn and the fit becomes too tight
because the friction of a growing body is an inevitable part of life
this feeling is so familiar. peeled away layers. the pang of a bared soul, vulnerable and exposed for everyone to see. i put myself out there on the limb of a tree and waited for you, but instead a vulture came to feast, leading me to believe i’m either dead or slowly dying. now i’m crying for you in a public place, tears displaced. they stain my face as i peer into the mirror behind the bar at the man who looks as though he should have it all together.
i’d like to think i knew better, but there was something special about you.
i choose you to be my muse
gap in tooth, baby blue
eyes as deep as swimming pools
but dirty too
that’s what i will do to you
even though we haven’t touched
i’ve fallen so in love
i’m not above an impossible mission if my challenger you be
as long as there’s a chance or even the slightest possibility
that you may voyage into the vacuum tight obscurity of my black hole
we could explode uncontrollably into a big bang
as we clash, and clang, and come into each other like colliding galaxies
at a point in time when my space is not complete
in a world so petit, somehow you’re still lightyears away