Monthly Archives: August 2012

Originally posted on chester maynes:
Black veiling on her head A mammoth of sores It struck the nucleus Of her centered Venus Her tears like tides of river Those currents are stronger Pricking as many needles Oh pain and the…

Originally posted on chester maynes:
A voyage conquered at daylight Entraps the boulevard to Nirvana Wheels auctioned to sojourn A vapor of doubt must recoil We are in the inside Of the woods we never tried The ground sometimes alter…

Originally posted on chester maynes:
oh! drops…sliver of diamonds dripping my lips, drenching from a vessel, circadian flow. what else— drastic sentiments emerging like pillars, harboring me, pitching in black. too deep— i can’t measure the falling, surging with tides,…

Originally posted on chester maynes:
Cross over— To opposite self. Plastic, fake, false. Leaving this— Truth of me. Unnatural, artificial. End of us— Hurting me. That’s the truth. 2011

Originally posted on chester maynes:
  antique coldness in green bars— hunting is negative 10 degrees. thousand intersections in savage trails— i gasped. i lost my bottled water. whisky drops left me retching, i return to the so-called distress. over…

Originally posted on chester maynes:
cruel fragments of chronicles- flashing randomly, hurting me. pausing… i realized this evoking. too intense, these silly & pathetic strikes. i won’t be dragged. regressing- impatience skews inspiration, anxiety batters, i’m brawling & wrestling. rescue…

Originally posted on chester maynes:
we pick sunflowers on a summer glade— chase the butterflies of frenzied colors. the golden sun gutters a ray of life. our songs on a sunday morning are delight. life can be a pancake of…

Originally posted on chester maynes:
wild, run wild spaces of green, intoxicating green tendons of the field, excruciating pretty the charges of the earth punishing the same transgressions a song has pain, has remedy defining the strength of opposing ideologies…

Originally posted on chester maynes:
  they hurt they hide deeper in the dark grotesque benign to this flesh they flirt they play better than vultures inside them are my enemies they traded me they hurt they hide they run…

Originally posted on chester maynes:
  misrepresenting me, i earn a thousand parodies. teasing & bantering a crowd of actors, twisting a spectacle of second-rate. it’s not easy how i camouflage the grief to relief. there are me and my…