Gord
2026-09-04 07:20 pm
Forgive me, For being weak at times, For really having fights, I know, it's not right, But I'll own what is mine. Believe me, Scream, cry, But stay entwined, We still have time. And I'll believe in you, Like god believes in christ.
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Gord
2026-08-24 01:42 pm
Dance mat: crash pad. Down to last chance, Dawn breaks the man. By the dock, Sunsets fades to black, Like you fade into back, It all felt way too fast. Despite the missteps, I'd still see you dance.
Gord
2026-07-14 03:06 am
It's not the language they speak, It's that they speak my language, And they can pass grammar tests, Better than me. So, c'est la vie, To everything... Is that seriously your position? Egyptians watch people from the sea. Until the waves are overwhelming, Like you, they will be, at best, relief. It's not an answer to everything, It's that you walk down the street, Then talk to people. Instead of becoming antisocial, Cherry picking animal bones, And little use for any more. It's not semantic, or colloquial.
Gord
2026-07-14 02:23 am
Volleyball, dodging zombies, Down the street, serving coffee, Like stars revolved around me. Also like stars: She doesn't need a third body, Complicating things, She doesn't need another colleague, She just wants me gone, And wants my money, Like stars revolved around me, And I owe them everything. Karate Chops, melancholy thoughts, As she drops off a cappuccino cup. Are you done... ? No, I wish you would love me, And not be harmed. And not across from me, Always held away, Like stars revolve.
Gord
2026-07-05 12:15 pm
Softly shifting silver sands, Solid to liquid, Liquid to gas. I just felt, if you never left, None of that comes to pass. Cocky glibness, middle class, Christmas to windows, Windows to glass. I just sat aside, never asking, What do you say to the fairer sex? You're everything I've ever dreamt? Well, I find there's just none left, Nothing but adventures, And acceptance tests. Coffee drinking, ginger snaps, Trauma to forgiveness, Forgiveness until collapse. You're everything I ever dreamt, I'd do anything to bring you back, Like an eye that stares ahead, Tears roll down my face again. I'll never be the things I lack, I'll never change, skin like that, Only grows with age. Salt to water, Water evaporates.
Gord
2026-06-30 05:49 am
Grumble, mumble, crunch. A stubborn muscle, Says one brain, One to the other. In a world of abundance, I chose cannabis subculture, Not getting high, Just shut the fuck up, And go away. Younger brother lost, I guess in a world full of lexicon, You never expect a clown like me To insult and beg them on. In a world full of choices, I always chose but one. I would never again lose something, That means so much. I love you, despite being gone. I love you, despite weak response, Despite my still beating heart, Like my blood had been robbed. In a world full of choices, I always choose but one. I would never lose again something, That means so much.
Gord
2026-06-18 06:20 pm
Life spent, upon a boat, If you ask him how it went: 'I couldn't have known, how the waves would throw me, If I had the chance I would do it again. You never know.' Although, he said heresies, If you ask me, it was like God when we spoke. I couldn't have known, how what he said affected me, If I had the chance, I would do it again, You never know.
Gord
2026-06-18 06:11 pm
Where did the first seed grow? Plus, who owns it? Monsanto needs to know... for the lawsuit, Above the Earth, also below, Orchards grow. What you reap is what you sow, But, who owns it? You, or someone you don't know? Whose wish is to have your wish, And everything else you covet. Orchard, apples never fall far from, So, they know where to find you, And everything else you love... Orchard, to the Italian restaurant Sold to you at whatever cost, Like internet does to things you love, Nostalgia wears off like a bitter rust. Orchard, what have we done? Orchard, where have you gone? Orchards, and we moved on, Into the distance, back to god. What you reap is what you sow, But, who owns it? Like Cleopatra said to Rome: Above the Earth, so below. Above them both, Orchards grow.
Gord
2026-06-18 03:27 pm
Never look a fish hook in the mouth, And never have any doubt, I'm fighting my way back home. But, Like radiative waves, I'm mostly out... And I'll never own a house. And I'll never have a spouse, And I'll never upturn her frown. Like oceanic waves, I'll mostly drown, And I'll never bank on being saved. And I'll never look at a fish hook another way, Like the metal corrodes my face, I slowly resolve and stay, And as it pulls me under, I'll let it take me away.
Gord
2026-06-18 03:06 pm
I never wanted in your crowd of clowns, White facing, red around the mouth. Red upon the head, Laughed at by the town. It's either powder now, or power down. Also guys to date, Hands to guide her down, Lyrics about Rape, and cries fowl. I never wanted to be a mouthpiece, Or spit on by a coward. Cheered on by the crowd, Toward a violent outcome. Injection of faith, Truth, silent about H, Without the vowel sounds, Expressing your rage. I never wanted to look the same, Jacked up retard dancing on stage, Also guys to shame, Amelia Earheart is on the way.
Gord
2026-05-01 01:27 pm
Full and clear: What should I have been? I hear the rage of a starter pistol. Good acting, Looksmaxxing, Should practice. Looking back I just didn't have it in me. Full and clear, What should I have done? I fear the stage of starting interest. Good learner, misunderstood, Bits of salmon under lemon curd, A bit too sweet to handle her. Full and clear, I could have been, And still could be, still could live, But I hear you far surpassed me, Too good for coming last place. Rather, you practice trot and gate, Failing that you simply walk away, Down the hill, then left on blake.
Gord
2026-04-30 09:47 am
Round mouth shouts, War cry, smoke to sky, Really? I'm quite surprised, You changed with the times, Now, you find the fight? You are cold, white, Like an old jazz style, How do you stay warm at night? I am bound down: stakes, ropes, ties... Beneath the giant lies. A man with giant lies about him, A giant in a human size. I am found down, shivering upon the tiles, Beneath the skin a person lies, A man with giant lies about him, As a spider consumes the flies, Pious continual, polite about it. Does that make it right? Well, let me fly around a bit, And with delight I get to live again.
Gord
2026-04-02 04:48 pm
Dauntless spirit: fall to sickness, Hard decisions, job descriptions. Starter pistols, starlight pitchers, Starch, upon a talking picture. Despite ego and wanting children, When all accounted, long divisions, Robert Browning, wrong religions, Accomplished townie, unpolished fingers.
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
2025-05-07 06:41 am
Thorough I write my kinship, Kingship, flagship furlough, Turmoil, searching for more. Is it just lies, unknowns? You seem to say so... Though, you write by wishing, Never anarchy and addiction, The things that you know. One more pint, by instinct, Stitches, side bitches, dislikes, sometimes singing. Is it just lies, unknowns? You seem to say so, Though, you live by it, Unlike any lyrics you wrote.
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?
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
2025-01-06 03:28 am
Haven't you seen the sequins? Salsa, nude beach, bean dip, There, now eat like you speak: About dreams and freedoms. Again, please... New Year, new people, You, everyone but me. Time to stand in the mirror, Cowering in fear, staring distant. Again, but not for me... I see sequins about a face, And fruit trees. My dream lives, Not in castles distant, so far away, She's serving coffee down the street.
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