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Strange dancing woman.With Snakes for fingers, and fingers for lips, a prosthetic heart, and robotic hips...Strange dancing woman.
She Sways.
so so Magnificent, we... wait. so so Hypnotic, we... wait.
Burnt Tongue! (wandering) Burnt Tongue! (languishing) I call out your name, to an empty room.
by ~Jakubb
Chicago No.5 With Boots.Vultures are waving their wings, tongues and feathers. While Wolves wear slit throats, sweater vests and laurel. Drag a starving man into the wild, He always returns strangled and feral. A scarecrow screams, fiends giggle and gasp. Illusions sway, jiggle, and rasp.Chicago No.5 With Boots.
Our eyes are empty, devoid of all hope. Promises sway from braided noose rope. You goose step broken necks limp.
1.2.3. (heart beat) 1.2. 1.2.3. (heart beat) 1.2.
Thunder clouds are forming, Butchers prepare their blades. Seas inside our sight are churning. God's lea
by ~Jakubb
Probablility.I wont speak through closed doors. I'll burn this whole fucking everything down, Sing and dance in ashes and polyester with mustaches and Puke static and kisses and sweet drinks down children's throats. I will scream. I will outgrow myself and rupture flesh and stand beside my crumbled body.Probablility.
I will be God.
Look down on my creation Frowns and lightning bolts and Judgment- Oh sweet jesus will I judge.
Stand beside me baby, I'm about to make history. With burnt hair and bleeding lips, Rotting teeth. Run like hell baby.
by ~Jakubb
Warm CoffeeIf I could transcend the tangible To become purely exestential, I would plant myself as an oaktree In the lawn beneath your window And read out to you.Warm Coffee
While you'd sleep I'd tap your heart beat and the wind would whistle gently off-key, and we would love you completely.
But I can't become an oak tree. So, I will hold you gently and console you as you lay weeping. And love you completely
by ~Jakubb
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- Current Residence: Portland, Oregon
- Interests: Writing poems, music, and short stories.
- Favourite movie: High Fidelity, Requiem for a Dream.
- Favourite band or musician: Mt. Eerie, Bright eyes, Glassjaw, the Blood Brothers, Immortal Technique.
- Favourite genre of music: Ambient/folk/noise/experimental.
- Favourite artist: Kile Stacher
- Favourite poet or writer: Phil Elverum or Connor Oberst.
- Favourite photographer: Thomas Lawn.
- Favourite style of art: Bitmap images.
- Operating System: Xp home.
- MP3 player of choice: iPod
- Shell of choice: None.
- Favourite game: Oblivion probably.
- Favourite gaming platform: SNES
- Favourite cartoon character: um, I don't seem to have one.
- Personal Quote: "It's like my misery became a living thing. Walked 'round my room and collapsed on th
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