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Blackjacket.

r4f4 — Fri, 26 Sep 2008 12:05:22 +0000

Intensive care
wild growth
glitter sensation
finding nemo.

Crying a lot
riding the hope
hoping it ends.

Spytag brunch feature.

r4f4 — Thu, 25 Sep 2008 18:29:56 +0000

Download the beast!

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Feeding it

r4f4 — Mon, 04 Aug 2008 15:07:15 +0000

Chunks of glittering
crispy plastic info
from the heart out
in their way tone.

Fresh cut and paste
yellow smile check
drop click reload
keep it to the go.

Rise from floor
up to the door
fly around.

Tie and sustain
get a little air
stay in more.

Face explosion

r4f4 — Sun, 27 Jul 2008 05:58:03 +0000

In a piped fashion
like a straw through
outlining berries
the new shake.

Computers took
over the season
the birds flue
like a cramp.

Not enough for me
have to throw more
like onions on screen
blowing the lyrics.

Crap throwing

r4f4 — Wed, 09 Jul 2008 19:03:05 +0000

Sticks in the forehead
junk blowing scripts
spitting in the jaws
rage against the keys.

Bursting out of control
in a fist full of anger
the first apect of death
in a rotten file underskin.

Respectful strikes os light
filling the spaces between
in the driven force of why.

In shame the goes under
tipping the saddnes
finding the tear.

Chaos Chuva

r4f4 — Mon, 14 Apr 2008 20:15:59 +0000

If you help me too much
I fall.

If you miss me again
I crawl.

Forget the sky
be the lines.

I hope you can´t undferstand me.

Behind that wall there is a poem
I´m stuck in the way.

I need more words…

Boiling Eyes

r4f4 — Mon, 03 Mar 2008 19:09:02 +0000

From the heat inside
steaming hidden places
burning in the dark.

Confusion between
forces crashing away
where´s the switch.

Places disappearing
image unknown
chaotic state.

Blurred feelings.

Black post

r4f4 — Sat, 01 Mar 2008 19:38:50 +0000

Beyond the galactic question
being polite and all
in the pole of the cry
side by day.

Catching phrases in the air
words in cold smoke
frying the net.

Two cats in the pit
a bridge by the exit
a long fall.

A casting of junk
a waste of blood
brain juice.

Round poem

r4f4 — Fri, 29 Feb 2008 14:02:44 +0000

Kick in the head
jump in the splint
throw the towel
from the tower.

After shave
cool style
comic fan
who´s the boss.

What´s so round
look around.

Drag and drop dead

r4f4 — Fri, 29 Feb 2008 13:58:14 +0000

Shoes marking the sand
bones by cut skin
fluids spraying
low fiber.

Added to the last list
recurrent name
sold in the street
fine pants.

Who waits anyway
matching socks
spread legs.

Dumb lyrics
same repetition
stupidity in rhymes.