August 2010
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Ballistic
Fury in the form of accelerated metabolism.  A palpitating heartbeat beneath my shirt.  Are you fully prepared?  Entirely confident your wit will match my rage?  I implore you to reconsider. For there is but one thing that will halt me. One thing that will end the merciless ravaging. That I passionately will deliver to you. In the form of whiplash. From the bladed sight of my...
Aug 26th
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Toxic
Lies exhume the planet. Fiery words kindle the desperate spirits. Terraforming heaven is going to take a while. So just sit back and decompose. Put your feet up. Salvation is lightyears away. -EJH
Aug 23rd
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Loathing
Lot is lost in hatred. Disorganized thoughts without structure. Prejudice aimed in no particular direction. Many a man will suffer decades in a day. From the friendly fire of his brothers. And no vest of kevlar or calculation. Can stop these slugs. Or jam the breeches of these weapons. -EJH
Aug 21st
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Regards
The only difference. Between greeting cards and blackmail. Is the envelope. In which the guilt is either packaged. Or requested. -EJH
Aug 21st
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Irrational
A flawed metaphor for heliocentric theorem. An immature analogy for amateur star gazing. Push in the plunger on your syringe of messiah. Splinters of hypnosis lodging in your veins. And those with revelation of impending fatality. In desperation taste your immaculate euphoria. Find me a virgin idol. Clone me a thousand relics. Hand me the nail that held the wrist. Till then I shall remain...
Aug 21st
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Tapestry
My fingertips, now gently gliding over my sutured limbs, were left crudely attached. They remain cemented in time, never healing, and left to become foul in my miasmic atmosphere. More flagrantly placed than the cracks in the city sidewalks and as tattered and frayed as the seams of spacial reality. The embroidered linens that taper to nothingness cover no one. Nude to the cosmos and deaf to the...
Aug 21st
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Mourn
Cycles of relapse.  Endless loops of intellect.  Time intact.   Moments to disconnect.  Pacing away evenings with passing cars.  Nights with ceiling fans that mesmerize.  Rhythms to fill the abscess.  And machines to stress the effort.  No drug to last the day.  No amount cigarettes take the pain away.  Just black.  The shivers and black.  And I know nothing.  That I thought I once knew.  -EJH
Aug 16th
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Unlikely
Of those of low altitude and majesty. Steel contortion and subduction. Glass fissures that knit arachnid landscapes. Revolutions that spread vulcanized pitch. Seperate fatality from artistic surrealism. Perform this with no chance at resonance. Do not repeat this event of statitistical inevitability. Righteous ones of bi-directional autocracy. Bless this vessel of nomadic geometry....
Aug 14th
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Predominately
The glyphs of ancient incantations in tongues Runic enzymes that pulsed with catalytic conversion. Radiantly bloody beacons to galvanize the skeletal framework. Bright, brilliant, and belligerent. Black stars in white sky. -EJH
Aug 14th
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Idol
Seeping through the groutlines. Cruelty erodes away the mosaic. The unjust relic of man and men. So ironic the motives of the cultists. Intentionally governed and misguided. Bruises on your knees from your wonder. Leaving stretchmarks on inflamed phobias. It was once uncommon to venture. Now the real instance of happenstance. Is to witness a verifiable repentance. For too often I wander...
Aug 14th
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Resampled
The brittle frames of fate mingle. With these casual revocations of free-will. Removing the tongues of the artisans. The voices of the sculptors of butchered influence. Scalded from misuse of rhetoric. Penalized for their dialectical indulgences. -EJH
Aug 13th
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Restraint
Unhinged and invalid. Skewed & swinging in a drafty corridor. Ebony black emulsifying mania from control. Such a blunder my icy cultivation. Dark and dismal described antonymously. Beseech the perception from my two eyes. Attempt a feat of dream world alchemy. This wreath of laurel green. These feathers of eagle white. The fucking fibers of every sacred sheep’s coat. Nothing is...
Aug 13th
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Blotter
I sometimes tie to my memories. Parchment slices bleached with ink. My eyes cross their spine each day I rise. If only they could diffuse their stains to the air. I could be fully aware of their accounts of mind. Thoughts caught frozen in time and verse. Conscious streams held forever in captivity. Until fire or flood returns them to temporal reality. -EJH
Aug 12th
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Calling All Fears
A mouth to unmasticate and regurgitate. A turnstile replacing the emergency exit. Any kind of attachment to reality now obsolete. The real world is only the name of a TV show. The only green left in existence is on the dollar. The only clouds are the smog over city skylines. Drinking only poison. Eating only carrion. Detesting comfort. Embracing only sadistic stagnance. Death, the climax...
Aug 10th
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These Teeth
Once again in the pitch of the night.  I seal my lips with a fluid gesture. The intensity introduced to a less sacred self. Brittled by the sun and hiding in shadows. Retaliating against an invisible reflection. Holographic hope is no longer dead. Two down the hatch. Everything feels grey. -EJH
Aug 8th
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Eyesore
My bowels turn. At the sight spread limbs and pheremones. Poisoned by pseudo science and chemistry. Swaying in the dark crowds. Dancing to basstones with shoulders exposed. Lighting up another mentholated mercenary. Holding up chalices of liquid vertigo. I would renounce my distaste for the ordinary. If the only talent accepted unanimously. Was not the act of momentary romance. -EJH
Aug 8th
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How Black and Few
Just how hard is it to attempt? Does it not create a vivid illusion? As of now. Fire and ice seem far less extreme. Awesome displays of highness. Ripples that tingle and scorch. Teardrops that singe and freeze. Fickle the majority. Feeble the greater group. The mass of those who bear shaking hands. I sit motionless and unphased. Feeling no ounce nor pound of pity for them. They of...
Aug 8th
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Crave
A sour stomach in need of a pink fluid pressure wash This pit of empty bitterness at the center of my chest What i feel is not want It is crucially founded need I do not desire I require With enough of a sense of urgency to implode a monastery “Unnecessary”, they tell me “Insignificant”, I hear from the mouths of millions I reply, “Bullshit” I do...
Aug 7th
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Aromatic
The metric system dictates The rising expense of the safety net That which unties the knots in my gut Slow breaths in the fog Deeply drawn inwards From within this dark room of consistency Blessed by the hands of a masterful farmer Cursed by the tongues of the highest offices Save me from the plunge I stroll backwards towards Rescue those who I shall fall upon Blackened and brittle I am...
Aug 7th
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Repossesion
We the vast and wageless emulsifiers of oxygen. Let us touch vascular tissue with serendipity and jubilance. Receptors of pleasures feeding on impulse. No intelligence could parallel park on this slope. Bring me forward in chains of paper cranes. From here I stand relieved from the bonds so beautiful. -EJH
Aug 1st