Gord
2025-08-01 06:26 am
Shadow cast across their skin, Romance, Allow me a dance along thin, White lines with darker ends. Value passed through generation, Thank you, and oft veneration, And off to the races, White lines drawn to darker ends. And Why is it, he beats me still? Alas, Answers, White lies to darker ends. Romance, allow me a dance, Along lines, dark wide expanse, Around what lies in my bed, Along legs and under hands. I watch as the white lines dance, Eyes: water, shut. Demands... Then an end to nice guy acts, I'm not the one, but for now, I am.
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Gord
2025-07-22 03:10 am
Lettuce beyond where fences meet, Energy drink then vodka or whiskey, Every time, Identity card, receipt. I don't care what it's called, I don't care what it costs, At the end of the song, repeat. Let us be, upon the senses, feeling, Identity play: Sinatra, Springsteen. Every time I vent, it set me free. At the end of the day, I don't care what it's called, I dont care what it costs, In the end, sunsets to dawn, repeat.
Gord
2025-07-03 04:18 pm
You get 'get well soons' But lost one of the duo, Best friends, adieu. In the end, no hero, Ones turn toward zero, Just like one turns to ego, Just like people grow old. For, somewhere over a rainbow, Are untold highs, I'm told.
Gord
2025-06-18 03:16 am
Fist, upon brickwork, in repetition, My impression is the stigma persists, It's an effect of my symptoms... In reminiscence, problems were clear, Upon a cliff, above the tar pits, I think of a picture with scribbles on it, It's funny, small things, in the end, Even left in place, I would jump to my death. Vodka Tonic, Kalamata olive, My impression is the addiction persists, It's effectively my existence.
Gord
2025-06-17 02:28 am
Dreams, of beaten skin, Dreams, screams again, Sheets, pulled thin, Skin, pulled teeth, Satan, inject me. I care not that the needle bends or destroys, All I care for is frenzied high, everlasting joy.
Gord
2025-06-11 06:57 am
It's in the difference, Flams and rolls, I got what I want, I'm gonna go... Its in the doorways, You shout insults, You got it bud, you gotta go... It's in the drunkenness, You find me boring, Tell me I'm the wall, Leave me, sad emoji. It's for the best, beggars low, The wall stands tall, In the end I need nothing more.
Gord
2025-05-14 02:03 am
Groundhog, I never fly away, Into the earth, frantic I dig. What for tomorrow, What for today? More dirt upon skin, Claws upon a fist, Fear is it never ends. What for tomorrow? What for today? The world awaits, Green to brown, Brown to grey. Take from me, hero: I run off to the distant, Chased by the snake.
Gord
2025-04-14 09:25 pm
Harvard comma, Lust for love, Concert, opera. Forward, onward, How can you find God? Gotcha, gotcha. Heartless monsters, Endless darkness, Falling, forgotten. Son, sing a sun song, Gone first are zombies, Long nights, falsehoods. Yet you sing on... How can you see their soul? Stare at the son. Love song, pub crawl. The scuff marks stay, People, rub off, then Pass away.
Gord
2025-02-11 07:33 am
To the final, pathetic, vocal squeal: Drum trials, pathos in guitar steel, Reference, for the crowd to cheer. What is gone, but was never there? What is a woman? Complacent? Like God, you take a bucket, Drown her in rainwater, It remains clear. Her body is still good for fucking. His money is still good for fucking, Her body is still good for fucking, Nothing. Ink then vinyl, out into the real, Drum trial, pathos to the feeling, Defence for the crowd that cheers. What is gone, but was never there? Magic, you chose a career, Not a life path. Defend that! Missives you can't recite back, Missiles, like knives to the back, Missing like writing upon a staff. Music was a mistake in the end, Mythic, like an axe upon a head, Without your controller in hand, What is gone, but was never there?
The Sophist
2025-02-04 01:45 am
Cage is not just a game that you play with your feet. It’s the Creative Arts of the Global Elite. Champions Clash, Attacking Goals in the heat, while Contenders Advance, Grinding Every defeat. Cunning Athletes Go where the Envied compete, and Courageous Acts Give Every game beat. Clashing All-stars Gather, Eyes locked in the street, with Chains Around, Goals Everywhere they meet. Cageball’s Arena Grants Excellence sweet, as Conquerors Ascend, Glory Endless and sweet.
Gord
2025-01-30 04:54 am
Dance steps, Alarms set, Ten ten to ten to ten, Best friends, resume routine, Best friends, concerts again. Leg lift, foot stamp, deep bend, Ten ten to ten to ten, Ten ten to ten to ten, Dreams about drumkits, Twenty minutes of bliss, Then again, sleep in my bed.
Gord
2025-01-30 03:50 am
Remember that night, when you came out as gay? Well I remember you saying you victimize women, Saying your ex girlfriend's pussy stinks, Knowing we might be a common friend. Not that you care, it's not about yourself, That's why you have domestic violence charges, That's why you have domestic violence charges, That's why you will hang yourself in a closet. Remember, when you talk to me, you talk to an artist, Remember that night, you talked to me hostile? Well I remember that every time I saw you, Saying your ex girlfriend's pussy stinks, Knowing we might have common friends, Knowing this is something I'm going to address, Not that you care, it's not about yourself.
Gord
2025-01-30 03:49 am
Where does the red end? Bench press, breath test, Desk chair, ceiling fan: You hope to get to live again. Jump rope, feeling breasts, Best friends, sleeping bags. Then into the night, like assent... That's a life you never lived. Town by town, you lay a brick, Build a house, inhale a bit. Where, from does cedar sprout? Far away from shit like this. How are you about playing music? Cedar necks, hands tight around, Beating skin, women. Beans again, Upon a page then: demons, hell. What is a stranger, to a friend? Follower, liar, charlatan, I would never knew, you were never there.
Gord
2025-01-20 07:13 am
Gray, soot and ash, Prospects of red, Prophets of man, Say look at the back, Confidence in space, Dreams from the trash. Without arms, war, without debt, Red just looks as it is, Never having beauty in it. Gray, hooks and bags, Prospects of violent ends, Talk in the common grounds, Say what you can, Confidence in defence, Dreams from the calf. Stay aloof and fashionable, Projects of tribal dance, Hospitals and viral clips, And take what you can... E, flats, D, valves, See, pass, be, pass, Even a chromatic, Play what you can, Eventually life passes.
Gord
2024-12-16 04:02 am
Blood on my hands, On my shoulderblades, Her hands, my blood. Blood on her hands, On my shoulderblades, Less nine months. This man I love, This man I trust. But he could kidnap my son, So send him to god.
Gord
2024-11-26 07:08 am
I see yellow, blue in disbelief. Spiritual sterility, misdeeds, Financial instability, tricks, Affinity for weed. Advocate for your beliefs, Maybe, about that, you should sing, Not wordsmiths, suicidal tendencies, And bowing, Hands and head about the strings. Red is the color of blood, Red is the brickwork at home, Red is the byproduct of cones, Red is the color of love, Cleft lips, crushed bugs, Insides of lungs. Scry from that what you like, But Toronto has a darkness, That should be red and white.
Gord
2024-11-21 09:28 pm
I was hoping by the ending, a farewell. What is war preventing? A self governable from leading. Increases in pricing: Limes, olives and pears. It's all about money in the end. Canadian businessmen, One thousand feet in the air, Fourty thousand below the disk.
Gord
2024-11-20 04:53 am
On his arm the sword breaks, God never saw the world in 4k, Never saw intelligence of things. He never saw an independant film, Or the world of endless suffering, He never saw people at level 100, Tripping on mushrooms, unstoppable, Unlimited gold stars in them.
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