"smile" ur on candid camera

[liliella]

Piercing thoughts, rewarded by looks
Deprived of true comp***ion
Living on ***istance
Merited empathy supported on welfare.
Hand-me-down words
Worn out by chewing mouths
As lifeless mannequins stretch out plastic hands
Followed with fabric minded compliments
A m*** production of toothless smiles
Divulging in the rotten truth
Worms have built a castle in your sweet tooth!
My honest laughable loves
Raped by pure incestuous affairs.
Prepacked in sterile bodies
Pickled in holy water
Ready to serve with a daily dose of relish

[liliella]

this bleeping ***umes that i would curse. its trying to make an a$$ of me.



"you are more desirable as a servant of the machine than as a free thinker" -de la vega (graffiti on harlem)

[qyfyri]

The time has come for me to smell your truth
ferocious, pale, naïve….delicious
as the stench of my fears grows to be a scent
I grope at the bloody feet of my yesterdays
There are no estranged loves
Merely oblivious ones
Carefully placed upon the altar of your ego
To be slaughtered

[qyfyri]

You’ve bled under the merciless edge of your inhibitions
passionately attempting to build a worded castle
and present it to me in its finest form
In the meanwhile I yearn for your most earnest of thoughts
come as you are, none the brighter
it is your truth that I wish to savor
not your perceptions of it!

Come now, flow carelessly, you know how to do it well, I cannot allow myself to become the arrogant **** that dismembers what is not his!


Qyfo the sage

[liliella]

I slaughtered the morally accepted truces
Between my amicable strangers
Populating that fictional temple
Made opulent with pretentious offerings.
And I abandoned the mirrors
Of poorly illuminated darkness
Ready to penetrate the inhibitions of egotistical raping
by mutilating the obscure paradigm of sinless virtuosity .
OH! That poisonous pedagogy!
Propagandist endorsements of venerated images
Hung high on an altar


LILITH on top

[qyfyri]

Again you board that populous route
vain yet stern in your inferences
spewing your inhibited truth
straining to see beyond my reflections
Thus you conceal your kernel
denouncing my dormant anachronisms!
Ah the flare, the bold expression of your perceptive juvenility
the embrace of an assuming paranoia
that my invitations were somewhat tainted
by the footprints of my pomposity…
Once again, ‘tis your truth
that my venomous tongue pursues
not an endless battle of wits
doomed to failure and broken wills
Neither am I a demagogue nor a saint
simply the bearer of an inquisitive temper
accursed to bid for a retort
that gratifies my reckless urge.
Again, I am humbled by your parlance
and will treasure the time you have spared for my benefit



Qyfo, the one who loathes to be on top…..

[katana]

why am i enjoying this a little too much?