Cafe de Flore

...the bloodclot...

Francine

Dying on a 400 dollar a night hotel bed. Staring at a ceiling fan spinning above my head. From my mouth there are no words coming out, but all I want to do is scream out her name, Francine! I walked into a dream, finding a love my heart nor my eyes would have ever believed I see. The problem is two weeks later Paris became a crime scene. I push back these tears of self-pity. As I wonder aimlessly though this foreign city. She was an angel to the devil in me. 

Oh Francine, where did you go? I truly want to know. Was this all just a game? Is Francine really your name? Without you, I don't want to face these long days. Please, Francine, answer me and take this pain away. From nights that are now dark dragging insane. I find myself suddenly waking up screaming out your name. 

    I still go by the restaurant where we usually sit. I look in the window hoping it's you I will see, but all is left is the memories. Oh, was I a blind man who couldn't see your intentions weren't true. Was I a jester just for your amuse? Oh, please come back to me! I don't even care about the lost money. It would be all worth it if I could just see your face again. I walk aimlessly in this city, having never been to your place. You always seem to meet me halfway at the museum or the café. 

Oh Francine,

   I fall into a side street gutter filled by the pouring rain. The sky dark like my heart as I fall deep into sorrow. For I will return to America tomorrow. With the fading of time. I feel like I am leaving you behind and at the same time, losing my mind. These question keeps haunting me. Were you ever real or just a dream? Or is this just another dream? Were you ever real? Or just real to me? 

   Oh, Francine, where did you go? I truly want to know. Was this all just an evil game? Is Francine even your real name? Without you I wouldn't want to face these long days. I fear these are answers I will never know as I must now go. Oh, Francine, you will forever haunt my dreams.... 

by the unknown sith

Lucifer 

I

I am the reason angels die
I stack bodies to the sky
For all the good you try
I deny
To a God, you look to for answers
I lurk and hide in the simple question known as why?
I give a little push and nudge when you feel your being ignored from above
I lie in broken love
I lie and wait at ever mistake
Like a snake
I am here
Grooming your fear
Turn to me
When it's not your fault
Turn to me

Then turn to salt
I am the voices in your thoughts

I will be heard
Lucifer 

by the unknown sith

zombie words

...Of course, my writings you don't understand, my words sing like lyrics from an underground thrash metal band. The minute they escape from my head, they plunge screaming to their death upon the digital keys below. Then, when they are read, they are given life, resurrected from the dead, and in your mind they live again!...

?Double entendre.... More bullshit than a bull can s**t. I admit to all of it and, at the same time, none of it. I piss you off just for the fun of it. Until you realize it, then...f**k it, I'm done with it! The worse thing is a dim wit who doesn't give a s**t. Or who is too stupid to learn from it. Who? You? Yes you, you idiot!...double entendre?

...It's the 1% and that's true. But I don't truly think you know who the 1% is. 

Open your eyes to the divide and conquer oppression worldwide
Invisible shackles
You think you're free? But you're still eating out their hands.
They break your back, as you bend over to their every demands.
Did you ever think that maybe you were being built so you couldn't handle conflict?
No laughter, no happily ever after for the indulgent b******s
Invisible shackles
This is the anthem
For the masses
No laughter, no happily ever after for the indulgent b******s
Invisible shackles

Wake up! Life is not a dream

More a nightmare, for those who don't know they are not really free.

by the unknown sith

Author's Note

I sleep
I eat
I fuck
I go to work
Life sucks...
Yup!