decoy insolence ive got a little machine, here, you might like it, if you like me, then you're like me.... In my head i can still shape the winds to blow my way... When she backs away, sees me from far away, how could she come back? and if she did, she wouldn't find much: a pile of mush where there used to be a person... 001204 ... Lyle McMahon decoy sex toy anti time soy we will use knives instead of guns and fall asleep under foreign suns in the arms of a maniac in the arms of love I have seen you and have seen myself but i have yet to be myself or even yourself no matter how fast you move your legs we will never move for you you need a more healthy imagination a violent interpretation and i have yet to see myself tell me if you like my words 010506 ... uhane kuokoa It’s a long brush-stroke across your painted forehead a chamois of my memory, a pyro of my mind’s eye Hope hits hard, and Naivety remains the ammunition Despite many a past lesson learned My broken wing stands for the falling idol that is You Yet still I fly, and dive deep Into waves of black tea That are the Music to my migraine, Pounding indifferences of headache and heartache Torn down, worn out Relapse was yesterday. Try to wipe away The aftertaste of artificiality that’s left to steep in my mind. You are but a breath, a soft caress of my bottom lip Service to my indiscretion Selling yourself for the ballod, same as all the rest Barred by an indiscernible light Bound by an imaginary bond Who knew that You’re drinking character and Depth? Cracks in the pavement Streaks across the cold skytrain floor It’s all just graffiti on the Wall Paper snowflakes in the window and Barbed wire on the fence outside Tears fall wet onto my plastered arm I disprove the unbreakable Bend my broken wing and fly To the leeks in the teacup Soft acoustic guitar case on Granville Street It’s the endless pursuit of the unattainable I need an inspiration 040120 ... mon enjoyed this 040124 ... uoy . 040124 ... thieums [Generic horror science-fiction movie script, scene #43] RedShirt #1: strange, the place is unguarded. Oh, isn't this a shiny artifact I see here on that altar? Let us both get out of our landspeeder and examine it for a long time while not noticing anything happening in our surroundings. RedShirt #2: hey look, there's a cryptic text on it. Let us spend a lot of time trying to figure out what is written on it. RedShirt #1: I think I know that language... It's written... Hmm... It's written "there is a man behind you"? Man behind RedShirts: All your base are belong to us. [Man clubs the redshirts with a large club, and leaves with the landspeeder] 090730 ... In_Bloom I'm cashing you in now Be my shield Deflect the gazes from my heart 090730 ... In_Bloom You say you see something going on You say you're happy for me Your face says you mean it Now's your chance to step up For me For him We're all going up 090731 what's it to you? who go blather from