furry black handcuffs

it is the hunger.
and the need to feed.
and the anticipation.
and of course
the yearn.
for it to never end.

ever.

only human

satan and christ are smoking a joint, sharing life experiences. satan describes the many fights he had been in. how he learnt that not only could he survive one-on-ones, but that he could still stand after he made a few goons eligible to be wheeled into the ER.

christ takes a long drag.

"the only fights i've been in were karate tournaments. with headgear and all. i figured i could beat a guy up proper. only legally."

pet

don't fret precious i'm here
step away from the window
and go back to sleep

lay your head down child
i won't let the boogeymen come
count their bodies like sheep
to the rhythm of the war drums
pay no mind to the rabble
pay no mind to the rabble
head down, go to sleep
to the rhythm of the war drums

pay no mind what other voices say
they don't care about you
like i do
safe from pain
and truth
and choice
and other poison devils

see
they don't give a fuck about you
like I do.

just stay with me
safe and ignorant
go
back to sleep
go
back to sleep

lay your head down child
i won't let the boogeymen come
count their bodies like sheep
to the rhythm of the war drums

pay no mind to the rabble
pay no mind to the rabble

head down, go to sleep
to the rhythm of the war drums

i'll be the one to protect you from
your enemies and all your demons
i'll be the one to protect you from
a will to survive and a voice of reason
i'll be the one to protect you from
your enemies and your choices son
they're one and the same

i must isolate you
isolate and save you from yourself

swayin' to the rhythm of the new world order and
counting bodies like sheep to the rhythm of the war drums

the boogeymen are coming
the boogeymen are coming

keep your head down, go to sleep
to the rhythm of the war drums

stay with me
safe and ignorant
just stay with me

i'll hold you and protect you from the other ones
the evil ones
don't love you son
go back to sleep.

- "Pet" A Perfect Circle

rapid and painless

i saw it coming.
i saw the rain.
i watched the torrents.
the wind drew patterns on the road.
elaborate.
random.
rapid.
levels rising against sidewalks.
with full awareness, i decided to walk.
despite the hole on my right sole.
it took seconds.
the streets became alive.
under gloomy skies.
footsteps.
laughter.
umbrellas.
raincoats.
jokes.
smokes.
gloves.
darker skies.
quick hands.
quicker feet.
eyes see in the dark.
silent.
swift.
painless.
the drop.
head lands first.
blood mingles with streetwater.
creating scarlet pools.
knife?
gone.
before the drop.

slow burning

a relationship is very much like a joint.

here's why.

before you light it
you admire the perfected art involved in its making.
the perfect cone.
comfortable size.

after it is lit
you go through a series of fluctuations.
emotional.
spiritual.
physical.

when it is done
you don't look at its ugly state and frown.
you see beyond its brown, burnt butt.

instead
a huge amount of gratitude is due.
the experience is undeniable.
beautifully forthcoming.
natural.
sincere.

above all
its euphoria cannot be denied.
its afterglow we bask in.

and sometimes
we go back for more.

en-couragement

listen
to what they say
all that rings true in the end

awaken
in me
the intentions that they don't see

spoken
tonight
it's something i cannot fight

forsaken
inside
i know my thoughts i must not hide

broken
eternally
i am hopeful yet i am free

forbidden
enthroned
the feathers wave and i'm alone

hurt

i hurt myself today
to see if i still feel
i focus on the pain
the only thing thats real

the needle tears a hole
the old familiar sting
try to kill it all away
but I remember everything

what have i become
my sweetest friend
everyone i know
goes away in the end

and you could have it all
my empire of dirt
i will let you down
i will make you hurt

i wear this crown of thorns
upon my liars chair
full of broken thoughts
i cannot repair

beneath the stains of time
the feelings dissapear
i am someone else
i am still right here

what have I become
my sweetest friend
everyone I know
goes away in the end

and you could have it all
my empire of dirt
i will let you down
i will make you hurt

if I could start again
a million miles away
i will keep myself
i would find a way