Thumbing through the pages of my fantasies

"Thoughtless"
by Maryanne Pappano

Pungent
is the scent that waifs through the air
of the unwanted word
the lost and lonely vowel
the dangling tangent

Crude
is the discarded verb
that wasn't allow to describe it's feelings
plagued with an ad
substituted for a less inviting fauna.

Lonely
is the noun who wasn't slotted
in a mad libs
or in a prayer, or a poem.

Lyrical
is the sound of song with
mmmmm's and ahhhh's and ohhhh's
rhythmically placed for us
to hummmmmm; and never
misspelled.

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Words. That's all they are. As an artist...
let me repeat myself AGAIN. Inspiration is rare.
Traveling can often be lonely.
I am often alone. I'm finding friendships in words.
I'm recycling old rhymes to pump me up for my morning sessions.

Sitting in front of the blank canvas. IE: yesterdays "In my circus of a life"..
It was a line that stemmed from the art I had done the day before. "No Strings Attached".

The rest; meaningless to my life...maybe pertinent to your own.
I am quite happy these days you see. Sometimes the broken shows it's shard but not often anymore.
I am, however, enjoying my disciplines. I've given myself up to a schedule.
Sounds horrifying to me as well.
Wake up. Stretch. Hop the dog. downward the same animal. breathe. (I always forget to breathe). Write. Pick a theme song. Start sketching. Juice. Sketch. Read. Juice. Paint. Juice. etc....
It is the formula that seems to work for me. It balances me. If it seems as if I'm venting in my words. I may be. But I'm present in the reasoning the words are outside of me...and not inside of me, anymore.

SELFISHLY....I really get off on reading my own stuff. I love the way it rolls sometimes. Makes me feel like Alison Mosshart or Emily Wells, Tori at best, at worst a little Beck and our trips to the landfill.

Today's writing is what will stimulate my labels. Serves a purpose. I don't do much anymore these days without reason. "where the reasons are treason
and the loss
is a gain and vise versa.." from Inquisitions and Fears.

So there. their. I still always screw them up. Breathe. ha.

Korn
Thoughtless

Thumbing through the pages of my fantasies,
Pushing all the mercy down, down, down.
I wanna see you try to take a swing at me.
Come on, gonna put you on the ground, ground, ground.

Why are you trying to make fun of me?
You think it's funny?
What the fuck you think you're doing to me?
You take your turn lashing out at me.
I want you crying with your dirty ass in front of me.

All of my hate cannot be bound.
I will not be drowned by your thoughtless scheming.
So, you can try to tear me down,
Beat me to the ground,
I will see you screaming.

Thumbing through the pages of my fantasies,
I'm above you smiling as you drown, drown, drown.
I wanna kill and rape you, the way you raped me.
It's on, pull the trigger and you're down, down, down.

Why are you trying to make fun of me?
You think it's funny?
What the fuck you think you're doing to me?
You take your turn lashing out at me.
I want you crying with your dirty ass in front of me.

All of my hate cannot be bound.
I will not be drowned by your thoughtless scheming.
So, you can try to tear me down,
Beat me to the ground,
I will see you screaming.

All my friends are gone; they died.
(Gonna take you down!!!)
They all screamed and cried...
(Gonna take you down!!!)

I can never forget
never forget
I can get nowhere.
I never forget
never forget.
(Gonna take you down!!!)
I can never forget
never forget
I can get nowhere.
I never forget
never forget.
(Gonna take you down!!!)
I can never forget
never forget
I can get nowhere.
I never forget
never forget.
(Gonna take you down!!!)
I can never forget
never forget
I can get nowhere.
I never forget
never forget.
(Gonna take you down!!!)

All of my hate cannot be bound.
I will not be drowned by your thoughtless scheming.
So, you can try to tear me down,
Beat me to the ground,
I will see you screaming.
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IE: I only picked this song..1. (most importantly) is because the acoustic version is one of the most amazing songs I've ever heard. 2.) the title is "Thoughtless" and 3.) Because I simply thought that it was relevant to the poetry because of the K..in Korn.

It all comes back to corn.