Friday, December 31, 2010
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Goddamn This Needle
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Artwork William Jameson
The night like velvet laid in black
Across my eyes of bleeding smack
Where diamond stars explode in light
Of arms and veins and powder white
The necktie rope that squeezes time
Inside this length of life and crime
a fire that burns a blackened spoon
In flashing silence silver moon
Eclipsed by thoughts in splashing moves
Of broken winners left to lose
In rooms of darkened sunless space
Where horror gleams and has no face
The golden needle vomits red
Into the veins that rise half dead
To drink the liquid cum they crave
And masturbate upon their grave
To laugh in crying fits of sound
In scorn of doors to truth unfound
Insane yet sane beyond the rest
Who send no letters home, obsessed
With life as if it were a spot
To catch somehow before we rot
Goddamn this needle in my heart
That rips my screaming mind apart.
Written by R.P. Jameson
Artwork by William Jameson
Artwork William Jameson
The night like velvet laid in black
Across my eyes of bleeding smack
Where diamond stars explode in light
Of arms and veins and powder white
The necktie rope that squeezes time
Inside this length of life and crime
a fire that burns a blackened spoon
In flashing silence silver moon
Eclipsed by thoughts in splashing moves
Of broken winners left to lose
In rooms of darkened sunless space
Where horror gleams and has no face
The golden needle vomits red
Into the veins that rise half dead
To drink the liquid cum they crave
And masturbate upon their grave
To laugh in crying fits of sound
In scorn of doors to truth unfound
Insane yet sane beyond the rest
Who send no letters home, obsessed
With life as if it were a spot
To catch somehow before we rot
Goddamn this needle in my heart
That rips my screaming mind apart.
Written by R.P. Jameson
Artwork by William Jameson
Monday, December 27, 2010
Man Alone
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LONELY
So lonely am I that tears are falling
from my eyes...
Embrace me...
Hide my face in your arms...
Hide me from this hell...
This labyrinth of machines...
Tell me of green wilderness and
just for a moment let me live...
Bill Jameson September 1963
Glendale, California
LONELY
So lonely am I that tears are falling
from my eyes...
Embrace me...
Hide my face in your arms...
Hide me from this hell...
This labyrinth of machines...
Tell me of green wilderness and
just for a moment let me live...
Bill Jameson September 1963
Glendale, California
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Saturday, December 25, 2010
GODDAMN THIS NEEDLE
artwork William Jameson
The night like velvet laid in black
Across my eyes of bleeding smack
Where diamond stars explode in light
Of arms and veins and powder white
The necktie rope that squeezes time
Inside this length of life and crime
a fire that burns a blackened spoon
In flashing silence silver moon
Eclipsed by thoughts in splashing moves
Of broken winners left to lose
In rooms of darkened sunless space
Where horror gleams and has no face
The golden needle vomits red
Into the veins that rise half dead
To drink the liquid cum they crave
And masturbate upon their grave
To laugh in crying fits of sound
In scorn of doors to truth unfound
Insane yet sane beyond the rest
Who send no letters home, obsessed
With life as if it were a spot
To catch somehow before we rot
Goddamn this needle in my heart
That rips my screaming mind apart.
Written by R.P. Jameson
Artwork by William Jameson
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