pestilence
09 November 2012 @ 08:12 pm
The Bank of America  
 We prepared for the war,
like obedient citizens.
Loaned out our children,
and called it a day.
(Didn't read the fine print)
*No guarantee anything,
will remain. 

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Helping the neighborhood stalker...: My Couch
 
 
pestilence
09 November 2012 @ 07:53 pm
The Gilded Days  
 Unforeseen,
Our tumultuous reign was
Expanding
like lungs,
war drums beating like the heart
of a timid rabbit
within the city walls. 

we should 
have seen it coming
past our 
fool's gold lenses.
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Music;: Jeopardy
Helping the neighborhood stalker...: My couch
 
 
pestilence
26 October 2012 @ 03:36 pm
Devolving  
 
What's it like
Living,
in a society,
where depression
is
trendy?


 
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Music;: Stupify; Disturbed
Helping the neighborhood stalker...: My Couch
How does that make you feel?: annoyed
 
 
pestilence
20 August 2012 @ 07:24 pm
 
The town transformed,
last night.

 'Twas an extraterrestrial 
battlefield, 
just beyond my pile
of sticks and 
rain drop stained glass.

I felt,
so human.

the end of the world 
will be beautiful.

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pestilence
20 August 2012 @ 07:18 pm
 
Would a tornado
be as formidable
if contained 
in a stained mason jar?

Would it's power
branch out

dusty fingers
knocking over chess pieces,

fling scraps of flesh
and soul across
the decrepit shed.


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pestilence
03 August 2012 @ 11:20 am
The Nucli-eye  
To bath in the tragic
sound waves of a 
melodic tsunami 
bleed from a 
pariahs soul
as they silently accept 
the duty
to gnaw away the plastic veil
of the world. 
would be paradise
on a stick
like molding fruit 
purchased from street vendors
without.
proper permits, and inspections
sounds daring, does it not. 
Lets live on the wild side,
you and i. 
and tap into the veins
trace them back to the heart
of the city
and rediscover the world
we've created,
our own poetic delusions.
is your blue sky my rain,
is my sun your demise? 
what powers are possessed
truly by the eyes. 
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Music;: I'm Bad, I'm Nationwide ;ZZ Top
Helping the neighborhood stalker...: My Couch
How does that make you feel?: artistic
 
 
pestilence
10 July 2012 @ 12:37 pm
Vote Yes On One To Tax Smiles  
 I heard on the news
today.

That 
Misery's Co.
had gone bankrupt
and
the peasents
{sheeple. SLAVES] 
all marched to 
the queen of the ant hill
demanding they be forced
to donate. 

Though,
As I said before
It was in the news
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Helping the neighborhood stalker...: My Couch
 
 
pestilence
07 July 2012 @ 09:33 am
The Worth of Your Soul Has Decreased, Sincerely Inflation  
 
 
You'd dig your own grave
with a rusted spoon
eager to get to China.

Patience was never a virtue,
in your church of
corporate reproductions.

I'd chisel the sun
Chipping- 
[With a dagger of ice]
Away my slave name
a crooked signature
to become an honorary member

I only hope
that your rapture is less 
forgiving. 
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Helping the neighborhood stalker...: My Couch
How does that make you feel?: annoyed
 
 
pestilence
22 June 2012 @ 04:21 pm
I Thought I Broke My Cat Today  
I discovered a 
 
mysterious force 
within my fingers 
this late
early morning

a predator stance
thy phalanges
arched
and descended upon
the Silent One's head

whose neck spasms 
twitch-ing
glitch-ing

stalks off 
irate for her
true being revealed

I always knew 
that my feline
was a cyborg. 

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Music;: Gimme Shelter; Rolling Stones
How does that make you feel?: annoyed
Helping the neighborhood stalker...: My Couch
 
 
pestilence
26 May 2012 @ 06:34 pm
Take Your Vitamins  
 Scratching at fraying edges
slipping into
this state of suspended animation
the television screen
is alluring
so tired
seducing fatigued limbs to slip
inside.

The whole world
changed frequencies 
last night
left behind
lips forming words
light years away
muted.
out of touch.

The days grew
impregnated minutes 
of interactions
with dial-up. 
and the phantom
beetles
fleeting sensations
on out of touch brain pulses
beneath bleached flesh.
cannot even fathom it
with fragmented
thoughts and 
time travelers jet lag.

I did what?

 
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Helping the neighborhood stalker...: The Vortex
How does that make you feel?: uncomfortable
Music;: Pearl Jam
 
 
pestilence
21 May 2012 @ 11:13 am
Manifestation Of Those Who Weren't Pleased  
An ambiguous enitity
a shapeless
blob of a microorganism

comprised of gellatin
and some sort of flesh
like substance

it speaks with conviction
through holes
courteously provided
by rusted fork prongs
and makes demands
in foreign tongues.

it cannot be halted,
exterminated
neutralized.

the embodiment
spreads, worms
like a parasite
through disturbed lifetimes.

only accomplishing
its first phase of life
and continues to devolve
consuming its own larvae.
 
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Helping the neighborhood stalker...: Lunch, Lobby of School
How does that make you feel?: anxious
 
 
pestilence
18 May 2012 @ 04:13 pm
Human Zoo  
Vomited to earth
via
drunken alien projectile

I've come enlighten you
My ugly sheep
The reaper smiles.


 
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Music;: Soundgarden
Helping the neighborhood stalker...: The Vortex
 
 
pestilence
18 May 2012 @ 04:07 pm
 
I'm a situational activist
eco-friendly paper
and thick black sharpies
always rolling in the backseat
of my SUV. 

I'm an occasional pacifist
armed with slick wit,
and enough aggression
to fuel world war three

Oh! Traffic forget about your life
Look at me.


 
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Helping the neighborhood stalker...: The Vortex
Music;: Soundgarden
 
 
pestilence
17 May 2012 @ 11:18 am
My Mother Is A Drone  
There comes a time
in our future
where
lost keys
and
the missing sock
of a freshly
laundered pair

will be located
with a simple call
to your
local law enforcement agency.

And you'll teach
your children
manners,
remind them to wave
to the friendly
neighborhood
peeping tom
when they glance out
the window
to see if it's sunny
or not.

and teach them to
obey.
To say good morning
to their big brother
lamp post

And when they get out of line
remind them
of the terror-ble times

Tell them its for the greater good.
 


 
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Helping the neighborhood stalker...: Lunch, Lobby of School
 
 
pestilence
15 May 2012 @ 10:59 am
Sulfuric Tolls Now Have E-Z Pass  
 
Standing ridged
still a guard
hawk.

the toll collector
collects the.

tolls.

slipping penny halves
into
his
her
its
pocket.

One side of
his
her
its
face painted
in ash
and redden
from the hungry
flames of hell.

the road needs
to be paved
him
her
it
muses, as
shiny a Mercedes
snaps
an axle on some
figment of a pavement
fragment.

Or maybe not
him her it
reconsiders.


 
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How does that make you feel?: bored
Helping the neighborhood stalker...: The Computer Confinement
 
 
pestilence
10 May 2012 @ 05:07 pm
Paper Mache Human  
 Laced with aggression
my alter ego
blossoms
with the petals
of the body's collapse.

A tragic rendition
of something
powerful.
 
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Music;: Whatever; Godsmack
Helping the neighborhood stalker...: the Vortex
How does that make you feel?: creative
 
 
pestilence
10 May 2012 @ 04:59 pm
Subliminal Gods  
 Sometimes
my fingers thirst,
they ache for
a brutal
slaughtering of words
about words

Delicious in their melancholy
Ripe with angst
and uncensored death.

Sometimes
I build cities
simply to destroy
and rebuild
 just to do it again.

Because I can.

An unleashed antichrist
A god mocking,
God
of the shadows
weapon-
the lure of
the spoken word

Oh how it bends
so pliantly to your will
with sporadic
breaks
in lines.

I can
steal the life
I created.

This is just too
much power 
for one
mortal soul.


 
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How does that make you feel?: creative
Helping the neighborhood stalker...: the Vortex
Music;: Go Away; Godsmack
 
 
pestilence
03 May 2012 @ 11:21 am
Needs To Be Finished  
The seed was planted
in the darkened void
where monetary gods
would never serve
the poor.

It festered.
Germinating
On the fringe of light
plotting world dominantion

Though it wasn't
until,
the red blood was split
that the new spieces
was discovered.

Too public for denial,
A stain dulled by bleach.
 
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pestilence
26 April 2012 @ 11:25 am
< Insert Question Mark Insert >  
 
Pixels ate
the crime scene photos

evidence circumstantial

is it true
death was murdered?

or shall he murder again.

He will.

rise from the depths
of wastelands border

wispy threads
of iron(Y).

if death is dead
then so are
you
and
me.
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Helping the neighborhood stalker...: Lunch, Lobby of School
How does that make you feel?: bored
 
 
pestilence
25 April 2012 @ 11:05 am
Needs Not Be Named  
Have I caught
this dismissive tone
of my thoughts

have I mastered nothing
with everything

have I destroyed cities before
I built them

have I lived a life
worth dying

Have I wasted enough
time

to save future generations
from slipping
down the mountain
of turmoil topsoil

Have I done enough
procrastinating
to keep others
from experiencing
the subtle sting
of boredom.




 
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Helping the neighborhood stalker...: Lunch, Lobby of School
How does that make you feel?: bored