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| Thursday, September 2nd, 2010 | | 9:00 pm |
Leaving Work
Dangling toes fallen chair all the gawkers did stop right there to see the man who would not put on airs | | Friday, June 26th, 2009 | | 1:47 pm |
Confused
If Karma is supposed to be a bitch, why is it that she seems so content but I am still struggling to find happiness, or at least accept it? | | Tuesday, May 5th, 2009 | | 10:54 pm |
For my love
Avast, I sailed the stormy seas Of life and love, and all of these Until I met the girl of dreams To whom I offer a heart again Though patched and poked It’s what I give To she that would see me dock again | | Tuesday, April 21st, 2009 | | 9:47 pm |
April 17
My hands smell like you and I smile at the scent of a goddess But I shower and it's gone making me want you again ________________________ Tarnation Turnation Play the station Dat be mak'n My booty bounce | | Thursday, March 12th, 2009 | | 11:44 pm |
Losing Lisa
The lights are off again She took me by surprise She's so sensitive This sh*t just happens sometimes She's my everything She's my best friend and more We don't do anything We didn't do the day Before you go You oughta know That I didn't mean to hurt you, I just wanted you to know Black tears are falling down her face And I am wrong Black tears are falling and she won't say what I've done She's sitting here beside me, then she is gone Black tears are falling, falling Remember long ago Together laughing, loving Oh so long ago When we were buying something Life was simple then But she's not happy now, and I Don't feel anything Her lips are moving I am mesmerised By tiny lies I'm watching as the shapes are drawing slowly from her eyes Black tears are falling down her face And I am wrong Black tears are falling and she won't say what I've done She's sitting here beside me, then she is gone Black tears are falling, falling Black tears are falling, falling Losing Lisa Losing Lisa Losing Lisa And there's nothing I can do Black tears are falling, falling (ooh ooh) Black tears are falling, falling (ooh ooh) Black tears are falling, falling (ooh ooh) Black tears are falling, falling (ooh ooh) | | 11:40 pm |
The Chimbley Sweep
I am a chimbley, a chimbley sweep No bed to lie, no shoes to hold my feet Upon the rooftops in dead of night You’ll hear me cry, I’ll shake you from your sleep To hear me weep "Your day will come indeed For I am a poor and a wretched boy A chimbley chimbley sweep." I am an orphan, an orphan boy I’ve known no love, I’ve seen no mother’s joy A dirty doorstep my cradle laid My fortune's made: I’ll shake you from your sleep To hear me weep "Your day will come indeed. For I am a poor and a wretched boy A chimbley chimbley sweep." "O lonely urchin!" the widow cried "I’ve not been swept since the day my husband died." Her cheeks a blushing, her legs laid bare And shipwrecked there I’ll shake you from your sleep To hear me weep "Your day will come indeed. For I am a poor and a wretched boy A chimbley chimbley sweep. For I am a poor and a wretched boy A chimbley chimbley sweep." | | Tuesday, March 10th, 2009 | | 8:13 pm |
More Poems
Four beers and you're still not here. You're off with some other guy. But for me I fear, love's lost in favor of life ________________ Internet Dating Your decision put me here to find another ________________ Sandwiches for me Sandwiches for everyone Makes lunch delicious ________________ Train's a bit bumpy Soda's going flat But when I get to New York City I won't care about that I used to have a friend there We haven't talked in years The last time was through faded love but there were no tears Still, I miss her ________________ Someday it will all come together Like a mastadon or delicious brew. She's out there somewhere My heart belongs to you ________________ All I learned from love I learned in the barrell of a gun! ________________ Birds, fireworks, flowers They all bloom magnificant For my eyes' pleasure ________________ Bald dogs Danc'n folks Kristin's party Has got me against the ropes | | 8:12 pm |
The Legionnaire' Lament
I'm a legionnaire Camel in disrepair hoping for a frigidaire to come passing by I am on reprieve lacking my joie de vivre missing my gay paris in this desert dry And I wrote my girl told her I would not return I've terribly taken a turn for the worst now I fear Its been a year or more since they shipped me to this foreign shore fighting in a foreign war so far away from my home If only summer rain would fall on the houses and the boulevards and the side walk bagatelles it's like a dream with the roar of cars and the lulling of the cafe bars, the sweetly sleeping sweeping of the Seine. Lord I don't know if I'll ever be back again. la la la la dam la la la low Medicating in the sun pinched doses of laudanum longing for the old fecundity of my homeland Curses to this mirage! A bottle of ancient Shiraz a smattering of distant applause is ringing in my poor ears On the old left bank my baby in a charabanc riding up the width and length of the Champs Elysees If only summer rain would fall on the houses and the boulevard and the side walk bagatelles it's like a dream with the roar of cars and the lulling of the cafe bars the sweetly sleeping sweeping of the Seine Lord I don't know if I'll ever be back again If only summer rain would fall on the houses and the boulevard and the side walk bagatelles its like a dream with the roar of cars and the lulling of the cafe bars the sweetly sleeping sweeping of the Seine Lord I don't know if I'll ever be back again... be back again, be back again, I'll be back again | | Friday, March 6th, 2009 | | 10:46 am |
Fairytale of New York
It was Christmas Eve babe In the drunk tank An old man said to me, won't see another one And then he sang a song The rare old mountain Dew I turned my face away And dreamed about you Got on a lucky one Came in eighteen to one I've got a feeling This year's for me and you So happy Christmas I love you baby I can see a better time When all our dreams come true They've got cars big as bars They've got rivers of gold But the wind goes right through you It's no place for the old When you first took my hand On a cold Christmas Eve You promised me Broadway was waiting for me You were handsome You were pretty Queen of New York City When the band finished playing They howled out for more Sinatra was swinging, All the drunks they were singing We kissed on a corner Then danced through the night The boys of the NYPD choir Were singing "Galway Bay" And the bells were ringing out For Christmas day You're a bum You're a punk You're an old slut on junk Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed You scumbag, you maggot You cheap lousy faggot Happy Christmas your arse I pray God it's our last The boys of the NYPD choir Still singing "Galway Bay" And the bells were ringing out For Christmas day I could have been someone Well so could anyone You took my dreams from me When I first found you I kept them with me babe I put them with my own Can't make it all alone I've built my dreams around youThe boys of the NYPD choir Were singing "Galway Bay" And the bells were ringing out For Christmas day The boys of the NYPD choir Were singing "Galway Bay" And the bells were ringing out For Christmas day | | Thursday, March 5th, 2009 | | 8:54 pm |
Donegal Express
Who dares to speak of Donegal You get kicks in the bars and kicks in the balls The harp that played in Tara's halls Is burning on the dump Virginia is a gin town Belturbot is a sin town And all the boys from Skintown Are in England on the lump Got pissed in Letterkenny With darlin' sportin' Jenny Spent me very last penny And we made it in the press The husband caught me in the bed Tried to shoot me in the head Had to swim the stream to get The Donegal Express Kahaya! You fuck! Come Hell of high water I might have fucked your Missus But I never fucked your daughter Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh As sure as I'm Father Emmett I've a King Dong down me Semmett As any girl will tell you From Cavan down to Clare Back in sweet Virginia In the toilet with Lavinia I nearly fucked her brains out And tore her party dress A shit, a shave, a shower And half a pint of powers Then off again to get on board The Donegal Express Kahaya! You fuck! Come Hell of high water I might have fucked your Missus But I never fucked your daughter Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh Kahaya! You fuck! Come Hell of high water I might have fucked your Missus But I never fucked your daughter Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh | | 11:27 am |
Either Way - Guster
You were almost kind You were almost true Don’t let me see that other side of you. You have learned in time That you must be cruel I’ll have to wait to get the best of you. Poison in everything you say, Don’t you don’t you. Wonder what difference does it make Either way. You were almost kind You were almost true Why give away that other side of you. Happens every time So it must be true Step on a kid he’ll grow up hating you. Poison in every thing you say, Don’t you don’t you. Wonder what difference does it make Either way. Were you ever kind Were you always cruel Who has ever seen that other side of you. Happened every time So it must be true Where did you learn it’s either him or you.You were almost kind You were almost true Don’t let me see that other side of you. You have learned in time That you must be cruel I’ll have to wait to get the best of you. Poison in everything you say, Don’t you don’t you. Wonder what difference does it make Either way. | | Monday, March 2nd, 2009 | | 3:49 pm |
Smooth Loucks
You spoke her language And that was good enough For love And to leave me floating in the reeds Her flesh becomes yours Away from bones mine tears The counselors tell me to be angry To dry my clouded eyes And loose the dogs But if Cohen taught me anything It’s that love may be fleeting But the feeling never dissipates So I pray to whom listens That you find the joy I failed to secure For what more can I want from love than to know she smiles Current Mood: crushed | | Friday, February 27th, 2009 | | 8:49 am |
Far Behind - Social D
With friends like you, who needs enemies? you ain't right, you ain't never gonna be, you're out of the car, I'm afraid you've been declined. you shake my hand, while you're pissing on my leg I'm cuttin you loose, I don't need this misery your soul is toxic, you ain't no friend of mine. You talk real trash when i'm not around to build yourself up, you gotta to tear me down. you'll have to excuse me, i've got better things to do. you smile through your teeth, you talk out your neck every chance you get you're gonna stab my back. your time's run out, i've got nothing left for you.. [Chorus:] I'm leaving you far behind. I'm leaving you far behind. Stop wasting all of my time. I'm leaving you far behind. So I'm pulling out the weeds, i'm taking stock you can talk the talk, but cant walk the walk Your narcissistic ways have gotten the best of you. So I'm leaving you to sink, in all your glory For you and me it's the end of the story. Get out of my way, I've got better things to do.. [Chorus x3] With friends like you, who needs enemies? it means you ain't right, you ain't never going your soul is toxic, you ain't no friend of mine. | | 8:40 am |
Empty Sky
You used to love me You used to know All the places I dreamed of And those where I feared to go But now you’re a stranger Lost in anger Taking on some other beau No reasons why You made me cry Left me to find Some other sun for my empty sky Current Mood: scared | | Monday, February 16th, 2009 | | 4:50 pm |
Walking
An old man is troubled by the site of ice An empty bottle of OE rolls into the street As the sun bounces of a snowbank Cars go by silently Muted by the music in my head As I walk the streets of Toga Into something new I tread | | 12:40 am |
Butterflies
Endorphines and butterflies squinty eyes and crocodile smiles mean my blood is flowing again | | 12:37 am |
Newness
To meet somone new and wonder could it be you or will this just be another stop along the tracks only time will tell what the fates may know I can only focus on how my heart beats | | Saturday, February 14th, 2009 | | 12:48 pm |
Samson
You are my sweetest downfall I loved you first, I loved you first Beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth I have to go, I have to go Your hair was long when we first met Samson went back to bed Not much hair left on his head He ate a slice of wonder bread and went right back to bed And history books forgot about us and the bible didn't mention us And the bible didn't mention us, not even once You are my sweetest downfall I loved you first, I loved you first Beneath the stars came fallin' on our heads But they're just old light, they're just old light Your hair was long when we first met Samson came to my bed Told me that my hair was red Told me I was beautiful and came into my bed Oh I cut his hair myself one night A pair of dull scissors in the yellow light And he told me that I'd done alright And kissed me 'til the mornin' light, the mornin' light And he kissed me 'til the mornin' light Samson went back to bed Not much hair left on his head Ate a slice of wonderbread and went right back to bed Oh, we couldn't bring the columns down Yeah we couldn't destroy a single one And history books forgot about us And the bible didn't mention us, not even once You are my sweetest downfall I loved you first | | 12:46 pm |
Gone
I thought I'd write, I thought I'd let you know In the year since you've been gone I've finally let you go And I hope you find some time to drop a note But if you won't Then you won't And I will consider you gone I know that you went straight to someone else While I worked through all this shit here by myself And I think that you should spend some time alone But if you won't Then you won't And I will, and i will consider you gone I wake up in the night All alone and it's alright The chemicals are wearing off Since you're gone The days go on, the lights go off and on And nothing really matters when you're gone If you think that you feel nothing at all If you don't (If you don't) Then you don't (No, you won't) If you won't Then you won't Then I will Then I will Yeah, and I will consider you gone | | Saturday, February 7th, 2009 | | 2:44 am |
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