TheAutumnWalker• Show poetry

*i've been thinking about doing something...*
i may begin posting some of my short stories on here, or chapters from the book i am writing. im even thinking of puting my journal entries on here.  they sort of count as short stories...i don't know.  might be a nice change from regular poetry.


but in the morning
on the sober dawn of sunday
you're not sure what you have done.
who told you love was fleeting?
sometimes men can be so misleading.
to take what they need from you.
whatever you need to make you feel
like you've been the one behind the wheel
the sunrise is just over that hill.
the worst is over.
whatever i said to make you think
that love's the religion of the weak
this morning we love like weakings.
the worst is OVER.
(cursive-a gentleman caller)

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IN MY HEADPHONES...

the dave matthews band, primus, victor wooten, cursive, the dandy warhols, the brian jonestown massacre, andrew bird, the greatful dead, of montreal, neutral milk hotel, cream, zepplin, the beatles, saves the day, death cab for cutie, modest mouse, the shins, mates of state, iron and wine, incubus, rasputina, the dresden dolls, murder by death, the arcade fire, cat power, devendra banhart, joanna newsom, vetiver, joli holland, spoon, jelous sound, nick drake, casket lottery, rocky votolato, frou frou, the appleseed cast, beck, nickle creek, piebald, elliott smith, ben harper, the velvet underground, nico, bob marley, jimmy eat world, john mayer, jason mraz, reel big fish, streetlight manifesto, catch 22, weezer, ween, , big bad voodoo daddy, styx, tori amos, belle and sebastian, broken social sceene, azure ray, rilo kiley, ELO, aimee mann, sufjan stevens, philip glass, the eels, red hot chilie peppers, dimu borgir, etc...


STICK BOY AND MATCH GIRL IN LOVE
by: Tim Burton

Stick Boy liked Match Girl,
he liked her a lot.
He liked her cute figure,
he thought she was hot.
But could a flame ever burn
for a match and a stick?
It did quite literally;
he burned up pretty quick.

THE BOY WITH NAILS IN HIS EYES
by: Tim Burton

The Boy with Nails in his Eyes
put up his aluminium tree.
It looked pretty strange
because he couldn't really see.

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im in a beetles sort of mood...

I read the news today oh boy
About a lucky man who made the grave
And though the news was rather sad
Well I just had to laugh
I saw the photograph

He blew his mind out in a car
He didn't notice that the lights had changed
A crowd of people stood and stared
They'd seen his face before
Nobody was really sure if he was from the House of Lords.

I saw a film today oh boy
The English Army had just won the war
A crowd of people turned away
But I just had to look
Having read the book, I'd love to turn you on...

Woke up, fell out of bed,
Dragged a comb across my head
Found my way downstairs and drank a cup,
And looking up I noticed I was late.

Found my coat and grabbed my hat
Made the bus in seconds flat
Found my way upstairs and had a smoke,
and Somebody spoke and I went into a dream

I read the news today oh boy
Four thousand holes in Blackburn, Lancashire
And though the holes were rather small
They had to count them all
Now they know how many holes it takes to fill the Albert Hall.
I'd love to turn you on.

(-the beatles-a day in the life)