Gorillasex the Fubarbarian's blog: "PRIMATE POETRY CORNER"

I was homeless before I saw her face,

A picture that belied her grace,

Digital romance held little for me,

But now I know where I want to be.

Her image speaks of things

Beyond lust or love,

Whispers of weavings

Set Ago and Above,

And it doesn't matter how smart

I try to seem,

Every interaction

Is like a dream.

Never thought I could feel

Something so real

For an invisible girl on a screen.

My heart aches at the distance

In both miles and time

That i must wait

To see if fate

Will let her be mine.

How do we know each other like this?

Without a meeting?

Without a touch?

Without a kiss?

How is it I feel a warm embrace

Every time I see your face?

Linked by Love as all poets are,

Like strangers

From the same distant star,

And I may not know you,

But I know who you are,

And who you are

Is beautiful.

A piece of my soul

Just for you,

Oh soul mate

That I never knew.

Girl on the Run

Never really had her.
Her love was like sand
That slipped through my hands.
Never could believe her.
All beautiful lies
Behind beautiful eyes.

Girl on the run
Always runnin from someone.
Why don't you instead
Try runnin to me?

Girl on the run
Life is always undone
By mistakes that we make
When there's nowhere to be.

Girl on the run,
Run to be with me.

Be a logic magician,

A metamathematician

And break the conditioning

Of your 3D brain.

Instead train

Your 24D mind.

So I put out another cigarette,

And say some prayers

I haven't said yet

That someday I'll forget

The way you smile...

And my socks are soakin' in the rain,

But I don't care 'cause I'm insane,

And, oh yeah, I think this pain

Will last a while.

Somewhere I'm sure it's sunny,

Somewhere I'm sure there's cake,

Somewhere I'm sure

You'll find a pure white dove...

But now I work at a hotel,

And I'm not doin' so well,

'Cause there`are ghosts all over the place,

And they're all wearing your face,

As I pace over the grave of our love.

Monster Heart

I'm a beautiless thing,

I'm a beast,

I'm a primate,

I'm a waste,

I'm a wolf,

No... I'm a dog.

You're a merciless queen,

You're obscene,

You're a tyrant,

You're a whore,

You're a pig,

No... You're a hog.

...And I've torn apart my monster heart

Looking for peices of you,

But I know in my mind

I'll never find them all,

So I'll never be through

Looking for peices of you.

STRIPES

Cheeseburger and fries

And a wallet-sized America,

And I am terrorized by America.

I feel brutalized in America.

Red and white all over,

Beaten black and blue.

Come one, come all

And see the man that

Snorted freedom up his nose,

While the body count just

Keeps growing in America.

The machine shows no sign

Of slowing in America.

Blood and cash just

Keep on flowing in America.

At the precipice of Entropy

On the crest of the Timewave,

And still we puny humans

Don't know how to behave.

It is all within us,

And we, within it all.

Together everything rises

Or together everything falls.

Barefoot in the Winter

Barefoot in the winter,

Crisp as a snow angel night.

December's dawning light.

It's all too right

So it must be a dream.

Hearts can be so tender,

brittle like fresh blown glass.

All those various masks.

Such a task,

Getting who we are

From who we seem.

She does her February dance with a January smile,

And in a while you feel no cold,

Only her glow.

Barefoot in the winter,

She can put the sun to sleep,

Cause the gods to weep,

Adding thier frozen teardrops

To the snow.

RED

Red like the soft rose sheets on the bed,

Red like the famed wicked apple.

Red like the tickle I get when around you,

Red pulsating into purple.

The color only women know,

A trail of blood on fallen snow,

And everything about her shows

That flow of crimson passion.

Red like the virgin's shudder,

Red like the dress of a whore.

Red like the primordial center,

Red's all I see anymore.

The fires of infinity,

The desires that we hush.

Red, the color of intimacy,

Red, my constant blush.