We, the DeadWhen you put your arms around me, I crumble to ashWe, the Dead by Bark
Don’t you know that I’m dead?
The dead have no need for gestures of affection
We’re past all that now
Sure, we can fake a smile when necessary
Even speak of the future
But it’s all lies; we know there’s no future
The time for dreaming is gone
Tonight I’ll go through the motions of making love
Whisper sweet lies in your ear
And tomorrow I’ll get up and go to work
With all the other dead souls
Band-AidSmells like used bandages in a hospital room this morningBand-Aid by Bark
Antiseptic, with an underlying scent of fresh wounds
It wafts in as though the entire world were sick
Diseased, dying, but no one to save it
God, what a smell; it’s in my clothes, my hair
Crawling over my skin like ants
Consuming me, until I’m as diseased
As the world
OctoberDreamcake slips down the slideOctober by Bark
Third eye sees, lips crack
All the buses are blue here
You dreamed of me last night
I watched you from a million
Yellow raincoat dancing
Mother sends her love, I send
All the pumpkins are blue here
As Madness Bears Down Upon MeRoar of ocean to the westAs Madness Bears Down Upon Me by Bark
Screech of tinnitus to the east
Dark rumblings to the north
Faint scratchy old songs to the south
Somewhere children sing
At point zero, nothing at all
Save the noise of the city streets
Landlocked in nothingness
With no way to turn for relief
Caught in my own web
Where are the ancient gods?
Who will guide me from this inertia?
If I stare into the sun long enough
The spirit will move me
I will be sanctified
skeletons1.2.12skeletons by tiajones
this is for the days we were young
and the sun shone down
on your bronzed cheeks and my blonde hair.
when we ran barefoot
and swore there were indian skeletons
in the crawlspace of that old white church.
this is for all the moments we treasured,
the adventures of seeing the world for the first time,
brave warriors, survivors, settlers,
as we stood precariously on unstable mounds
to look down at all we had conquered
together that day.
this is for you, rooting your flag
on top of so many successes
as i climb the same mountain
i've been given since the day i was born.
i will always love the gangly boy
that stood on mounds with me like braves.