Popscenehorror• Show poetry

,dark,weird,abstract,random
intense,real,beat










im a 30 year old girl in seattle wa, looking for fellow poets to befriend and casually critique my poetry
im big into beat,weird,dark and abstract poetry.

a book of my poetry called "coffee pot poetry" will be online to buy soon!!!

I'm also into photography,photo manipulation,live shows,britpop and shoegaze,acting,fashion,film,journaling,writing,reading,smoking,occational intoxication,sad poets,downloading music,amazon.com,makeup,hair dye,facial piercings,size acceptance,band t-shirts

favorite writers are....
jim carroll,jim morrison,sylvia plath,william blake,william s.burroughs,arthur rimbaud,charles baudelaire,paul verlaine,elizabeth wurtzel,allen ginsberg,edgar allen poe,jack karouak,lou reed

My yahoo is: xxxpulpxxx

My aim is: xxpulpxx
PM me!



* "wicked gravity"

The gravity here is just sick for revenge
It's like my lungs are filled with chains . . .
The sky seems so low,
It hasn't moved this slow
Since the virgins, since the virgins went dancing for the rain
You know the stars in the night
They're like the holes in the cave
Like the ceiling of a bombed-out church
But gravity blocks my screams
It's like an enemy's dreams
My guardians quit
They quit before they started their search
Refrain:
I want a world without gravity
It could be just what I need
I'd watch the stars move close
I'd watch the earth recede
I wanna drift above the borders against my will
I wanna sleep where the angels don't pass
But now my lips are blue
Gravity does it to you
It's like they're pressed against a mirrored glass
I want my will and capability to meet inside the region
Where this gravity don't mean a thing
It's where the angels break through . . .
It's where they bring it to you
It's where silence, silence can teach me to sing
Repeat Refrain 2 times
I wanna lay beneath these sheets and never turn blue
I wanna hold you, hold you tight but never touch
I want some pure, pure white; hey, we can nod all night
We can do it without thinking too much
I want the dilettantes and parvenues to choke on my wrists
They think the pearls I wear are pills
I want their gravity to shatter . . . but it really doesn't matter
I got something in my eye that kills!
Repeat Refrain
Wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked gravity . . .
Wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked gravity . . .
Wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked.

Jim Carroll Wicked Gravity lyrics