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Mouth Like A Magazine `Showbread`

poetry, but your mouth is like a magazine(x2) queen dependancy is cowering, please don't be confused you are vacant and submissive, receptive to abuse virtue isn't tangible and sense of self is dated

I Think I'm Going To See You `Showbread`

Madness is like love It makes you see the world a different way Maybe love just helps you say The things that madness can't convey When an evil spirit leaves a man It goes flying through the desert Looks

Centipede Sisters `Showbread`

Im gonna shed my skin, deactivate my head The skin that I regenerate looks like the skin that I just shed Im better suited being typical I keep choking down the cockroaches until I get full A centipede

Vehement `Showbread`

that you must think Your tongue spools out from your brain But those around you demand your wisdom To combat the lowly inane And oh how you make me hate the freedom of speech Because you use it like

And The Smokers And Children Shall Be Cast Down `Showbread`

and i'll purse my lips to blow kisses goodbye, It's so easy if you never ask yourself why my lungs will contract and give up a brief sigh. shall we say an appendage has finally died?

Naked Lunch `Showbread`

I want to throw up, but for now I hold back I cant express just how Im feeling, it's true You want to grow up, but theres a problem with that Theres no where to go for someone whos as stunted as you It's

Your Owls Are Hooting `Showbread`

Skin and bones and things that make my heart beat My possession, my obsession, everything to me The sound of your voice and all your fingertips Is like a bible verse spilling right across your lips Waiting

The Goat `Showbread`

I remember everything, to be what I've become A willingness for anything that can and must be done I remember writing in the womb, wrapped up in viscous gloom My will is calling out like a sweeping plague

The Sky `Showbread`

within your womb Ill peel my bones against your rocks And seal them in your tomb I am, I am I am, I am I am, I am I am, I am I am, I am I am, I am I am, I am I am, I am My ears are popping Close your mouth

The Death `Showbread`

When I was a baby I could close the world Up in fleshy pink mitts Now the world flays the infant palms And the bones drip out in its spit When I was small I reached up so high And grasped at the morning

The Missing Wife `Showbread`

I shall collect myself after I weep Then garb myself in ocean blue With no method of goodbye for you Should the marsh render a crane to cry And should the sea suspend it's gulls to fly I'll lend myself

Sing Me To Sleep `Showbread`

soil and bones rattle loud They cry out as this they do see In these walls and suffering proud For you are worth every ache within me I dont hear music, dont hear anything I see dirt, I see cement What a

So Selfish It's Funny `Showbread`

to moonn6pence from papayeverte Someday they'll write a book about you, because you're so selfish, it's funny. So self-absorbed, this thunderous horde, of you, you, you.

The End `Showbread`

I was born naked and red Tied to my mother as she screamed and bled And the tubes of light and all the sadness Swimming in my head The truth is a root that twists like a horn Looping and gnarled and splintered

A Llama Eats A Giraffe (And Vise Versa) `Showbread`

I'm nauseous, or maybe just inspired So truthful, I begin to tire, No less than everything, No haiku, no paper packaged thing, Patronized you harmonize, a thorax rattles so, Like idealistic jargon

The Journey `Showbread`

Open up the wide gates, here I come The broad path is getting trampled under my feet The narrow way and the tiny ugly door Is getting smaller and smaller Too small for me Open me up Just like a vacuum

The Pig `Showbread`

that far Ive spent my life down on my back It falls asleep, it pops and cracks And when the sun comes up again My body dries and shrivels Then some nice man is over me So I throw up and giggle There was a

Welcome To Plainfield, Tobe Hooper `Showbread`

That thing inside my ribs is like a pile of reptiles Pressed on splintered vertebrae, so cold, so claustrophobic Echoing in hollow fruit are orders sent with love to you To serve a will more shallow still

The Bell Jar `Showbread`

To be common place would be unique But we're so obscure, we're incoherent Like tongueless vigilantes choking just to make you choke Rattling, rattling No nails to hold ideas in place, no expression on

If You Like Me Check Yes, If You Don't I'll Die `Showbread`

I never held your hand, I wish I never knew your name Or I just wish that from the day we met nothing ever changed Then you put your hands on my face Pink roses and red valentine lace You're dancing like

Age of Reptiles `Showbread`

don't know somethings wrong with me Just as well, I'll never tell what's underneath my scales I've worn too thin to honor you, my every effort fails Bury me with Israel and cover up my tracks Leave not a

Mathias Replaces Judas `Showbread`

it is so that my transgressions have born a withered fruit, the sun has scorched the rising plans; alas they have no root, the bleached bones of animals bound by leather strips, dance through the

The Fear Of God `Showbread`

Dear God, why should I think You're good In a world that's falling apart?

Dinosaur Bones `Showbread`

My bones don't click in place When I sit on the machine Not as of late do I integrate Scarcely say what I mean This thing was built with one of my ribs I was there when it was given a name But I've been

The Dirt `Showbread`

How long does it take to grow a new head And watch the old husk wither and fall?

Dead By Dawn `Showbread`

more, And ears please swear you did not hear this creaking in the cabin floor, I'll forgive my eyes for lovely lies, so certainly within my will, Please declare this piercing stare, So false, at a

George Romero Will Be At Our Wedding `Showbread`

Some hide underground Others hide in a mall I still drag myself through the streets A life without my love isnt a life to me I dont believe that love will rot away So first aim for the heart, then aim

The Vulture `Showbread`

The voice, it wants to leap from me or take me from within But I am not a robot and I am not a slave I will not lick the feet of it that begs me to behave I wrap the sound in silence until it cannot breathe

Nothing Matters Anymore `Showbread`

Still we march through the tombs through the darkness and gloom And we shatter the columns of bone And the world she breaks for the lives that she takes She weeps as she dies all alone The world is a

Stabbing Art To Death `Showbread`

The tissue degenerates so rapidly Perhaps it proves it is the time to cover up your face And smile at me to see if I am out of sight Denying ventricle flow revel in your plight tonight You're such a wonderful