Saturday, January 8, 2011

SEA OF TEARS

HOLY GHOST
THE SACRED
PRISM
I INSIDE EACH
CRITICISM
STAND BEFORE
YOU
IN MY
BLEEDING
CRIMSON WOUND
AM I MY
PLEADING

WRITE
MY WORDS
UPON THE SKY
I OUTSIDE
EACH
WATCHFUL EYE
STANDING ON
A SEA
OF TEARS
HOLY LIGHT
IMPALES
MY FEARS

NAKED ME
THE FLESH
NOW QUICKENS
MYSTICISM
HOW IT
SICKENS
WORDS
THAT HAMMER
IN THE NAILS
RUTHLESS WORLD
WHICH STILL
PREVAILS

Robert Parker Jameson April 4, 2009

STREETCARS TO NOWHERE



STREETCARS
TO NOWHERE
DREAMS IN
THE RAIN
LIVES LOST
TO SORROW
TRACKS FILLED
WITH PAIN

SWITCHYARDS
AND
BACKYARDS
DOGS IN
THE COLD
STREETCARS
TO NOWHERE
WE'RE ALL
GROWING OLD

RED LIGHTS
AND
GREEN LIGHTS
THE END OF
THE LINE
WE'RE ALL
FUCKING LONELY
AND LOSING
OUR MIND

Bobby Jameson Jan 8, 2011