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20th-Feb-2011 05:55 pm - circle division
Slippy Winter
this barer has brought no light
there are no speech left in my write

cold and starlit my face thinks twice
my battle sinks lower with thought a vice

i am the forgot
swallows of cold sound whisp over my lips as I grasp for light
the eternal acquaintance, wanderlust with recompence, too hurt for your delight

they have bound me a cut
sheared the simple grasp

i am but of this terra and to it i shall return
your jealous eyes and your never-the-less thighs
painted with sorrow and clotted songs
are all but a part of my breathless sighs

punch card to the sun
first class regret
5th-Nov-2010 05:35 am - Dearest Leona, You Fucking Cunt
Slippy Winter
she stood there gleaming
the music dipped out and over her frigid touch
a hot gasp of thought dripped though the room as I stood and hummed that tune she hated
she giggled and slapped a polaroid

clear across the room the window broke in fury of cash
so many dollars, my left arm knew what was going on
smiles and regret — a distant tare, ripped and thorns clapping about, laughing double chins
trees haven't yet, gold hasn't, grass can't

set you're smile, pay your richie, polish your dent
she's a wonderful example of how much we've spent
drills, dances, boys, braces, candy, chances
rake and drive she screamed in the night, rake and drive you motherfucker

medicide, baby
8th-Jan-2009 03:12 am - Random Worker
Slippy Winter
start saving your face bitch
this fever is in doubt

red hot running screaming fast
fever pitch baby face, bitch in doubt

roll on honey, roll, roll on
this high-five's in doubt

rhetorical symptom of faceless symptom
my martini's dry, baby
this fever's in doubt

spread it wild like nirvana skipping in the cold, cold distance
just a high-five night
fever pitch in doubt

run, run, run, my gaping friend
cold, cold distance
fever pitch baby

bark, bark, strum – bark, bark, strum, bitch
red hot running screaming fast
fever pitch baby face, bitch in doubt
2nd-Apr-2007 01:11 am - K-Mart
Slippy Winter
fagmaster 3000 in between your sheets
just before you know it, he's up in your docker pleats
with a sigh and a lie you tell the poor boy off
now you can't seem to make it when your girl gets rough

oh yous a queer and a slime-in hymen toooooo
cuz u been clicken the chicken and the rough dudes woooooo
not like we dont know, its the lights off or what you show in the tough
stop diggin that boy-o, and pay up your ho-ho before all you snuff-snuff

faggot dont know rock like rock knows me
and thats a ride since i roll with the talk and it shows – b
nice lines and fines on a sunday night
stop suckin my flock kid cuz I'm gunna fight


k-mart yo
2nd-Apr-2007 12:59 am - Yes
Slippy Winter
so here I am in the darkness my friend
always asking the same old question again, and again
will you or won't you be the one that risies to pretend
singing and howling in sharp voices that I know beg to begin
laughter with a foul voice sends her lieing to her friends
and you know and you wish for the saint that can visit my trap and grin

so you seeeeee–eee
with a smile and some finikey; an nasty deed hath been done
with in mine eyes the taint of a gun is shining in my path
how will this drer be washed of your silly phlight and wrath
yet I sing and draw this drowning bath
2nd-Feb-2007 06:24 pm - HK
Slippy Winter
The nice thing about being a celebrity is that when you bore people, they think it's their fault.
1st-Feb-2007 12:39 am - I Know
Slippy Winter
Cold cold heart
Hard done by you
Some things look better baby
Just passing through

And it's no sacrifice
Just a simple word
It's two hearts living
In two separate worlds
But it's no sacrifice
No sacrifice
It's no sacrifice at all

Mutual misunderstanding
After the fact
30th-Jan-2007 10:29 pm - Vici
Slippy Winter
Young punk licking beer off my shoe, fat guy's burning me lucky; a fucked-up shade of blue.
Thick toke, seen' her dashing on through – fast eyes, and looks mucky – those of a fool.
I never thought so much could happen just shooting pool.

It was in the doorway she said someone should.
Little men standing in a pathway of blood.
Heart ripping songs faster and faster.
Face torn, rain fallen; laughter in the mud.
30th-Jan-2007 10:18 am - On Being Famous
Slippy Winter
No one is going to drag you up into the light where you belong.
30th-Jan-2007 10:11 am(no subject)
Slippy Flowers
Make him want you.
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