Muffled by the walls of the chest cavity...

Monday, July 10, 2006

Round 18

Here I am--eighteen and cold
Scared and alone
Out on my own

Here I am--eighteen and mumblin'
Always fumblin'
for some sort of enlightenment
But I always find out the hard way

There I was
Young and afraid
And it was only my first day
Of being eighteen

Three months later
Three months wiser
I'm mentally older
But really eighteen

And I remember when
I was fifteen and rebelling
Sixteen and cursing
Seventeen and sighing
All the while living
Speeding while driving

Eighteen years old
I'm not scared or alone
[Or no more than I should be]
Just living and breathing
And thinking how after eighteen years, I'm still ok

Three cheers for eighteen more,
and eighteen more,
and eighteen more,
and eighteen more...

Friday, April 21, 2006

Ze Frenzy

I don't even know what to say about this one...? But truth be told, Kenzie had nothing to do with this beside the fact that her name rhymes with frenzy lol. Oi oi oi, I can be so weird...

Frenzy frenzy
What a frenzy!
Beating people with baby seals
Drinking frappichinos while shocking eels
Eating old women’s kitten printed checks
Punching trick ponies in the necks
What is this?
A raccoon drenched in piss
Lit on fire
And shoved in a tire
Roll roll roll down the hill
What a thrill!
No wait—a frenzy, a frenzy
A true story by McKenzie.

Bauhaus 93

(This is what happens when I get bored in CWA and there is no photoshop for me to play with--you get more font poetry...)

Bauhaus 93
T’was the year of my vasectomy
No more babies
No more rabies
See man, see man,
You can no longer be free, man
These little guys have no where to go
Take a bow; it’s the end of the show
Bauhaus 93
Was the year of my vasectomy
What kind of man am I
When my masculine tubes are tied?

Monday, April 17, 2006

I'm no April Fool

It's raining and pouring
The folks up there are bowling
Lights are flashing
The ground is shaking
I hear you singing
Love will find a way

My eyes are heavy
My heart is full
I feel like driving
Westward, let's go
We will follow the setting sun
Watch the day in reverse
and grow younger

As King Kong, I will hold you in my palm
'Beautiful' you say
I pound my chest
For I am big and clumsy
but I mean well
And I love you

Sometimes I hear you sing softly to yourself
I smile because I know the words
And sometimes we sing together
Louder and louder, we don't even realize
One day we will be screaming the words
And we will fly to the moon

The moon, the moon, the blue light of the moon
We didn't talk and silently we both felt powerful
And like the moon, my chest was full

I want to watch the storm with you.
Go to the same park and sit on that same bench,
Watch the storm clouds roll in,
With you.
I want to run around wrapped in a blanket,
In the rain, getting wet on the way to a dry location and loving that inbetween time,
with you.
Flash crash goes the sky
We squeel in delight
We jump in the car and watch as rain floods the windshield
like an amazon waterfall
And turn on the heat to get rid of the cool shudder
of wet clothes and skin chilled by a strong wind
And I wish for the day to last forever

I love you I love you I love you
I love each and every one of you
I can't say it enough
Forever and infinity

And I know this has no structure
And I know it may not make sense
But I hope you find your part in this sceme of things,
Your little nook in my heart,
And remember that you can always find comfort there
love
life

It never ends

Saturday, April 08, 2006

Gypsy, gypsy in the night

Tonight I am a gypsy
Smoke is spiraling around my vicinity
And the smell of incense is in the air
A mysterious fog escapes my aura
Where did I come from?
What am I here for?
I dance in the moonlight without a care
And disappear into the night,
As quickly as I appear

Global Warming

Light the world on fire
Watch it burn, burn
Melt like wax onto my finger-tips
Drip, drip to the floor and harden
Pangea all over again
Let's start over

Monday, January 30, 2006

The Bees Knees

We all knew Billy was the bee’s knees
Tellin’ all the ladies their limonada was free
But Sally didn’t swoon for his sweet nectar
She was like Achilles to his Hector
The brothas were all baffled with her rejection
Fightin’ with their charms for her affection
Billy wasn’t worried, for he had another plan
He’d write her a poem in her favorite crayon
Billy went to Sally and gave her the goods
Sally’s heart fluttered as he knew it would
So Billy kept his title as the bee’s knees
But little did he know that Sally had syphilis

Sunday, January 08, 2006

forfeit feelings

When I get older and wiser
I will think back and despise her
I was right all along
She would kill me with her song

Sunday, August 14, 2005

Cheeks roseate...

My cheeks flush when I see your picture
I hide it quickly before someone walks in
It's not that I am ashamed of you
But I cannot fathom trying to explain such beauty
and why my cheeks are so red

Telephobia and an apple in my eye

Honestly, I don't know. I really did have my boxers on backwards and it was early in the morning. The rest came to me slowly as I felt around for the words...and this is what came up. Sometimes it's hard for me to admit things, and this was the only way I could voice it- or whatever feelings I may be stifling.

I knew I was out of sorts today
when I realized my boxers were on backwards
and I have an apple in my eye

"And love just like blood will always stain"

Beep, beep, beep
goes the pay phone
with the phone hanging off the hook
Talk, talk, talk
goes the robot
"If you'd like to make a call,
please hang up and try again."
Stunned, you don't remember the number
but luckily your fingers remember the motions
Boop beep boo bop bee deep doo dop bop beep boop
Ring, ring, ring
yells the telephone
you wait in anticipation,
choking on each breath
because you've forgotten how to breathe
Hello, hello, hello
goes the reciever
at a loss of words
you end up stumbling,
stuttering,
and tripping over what words find your mouth
Um, um, um
escapes your mouth.
What, what, what
they say impaciently.
Eyes wide, tougue tied
whispering with cheeks so red:
"I love you"

"Oh well," she thought, for the only hope she contained was what remained unknown.
Oh well.

: Name: Jenny; Location: Lindenhurst, Illinois, United States

I like my friends. They bring exuberant joy in my life. I am a relatively happy person, but that is not all I consist of. I have many different sides to me- from goofy to serious. I'm generally laid-back, but then really full of energy. Im really fidgity and bite my nails. I am really outgoing, but in the inside I am actually pretty shy. Nobody really realizes that but it's something you have to know me to actually notice. I have a lot of love in me that I enjoy sharing. I like hugs and kisses. I am very cuddly and affectionate. I have trouble showing some of these things because I sometimes have trouble opening up. I have a fear of vulnerability so I hide my deepest feelings. The future scares me, but it also comforts me because no one knows whats going to happen. I'm pretty deep and a closet emo kid. I like the word crayon.

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