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the full moon through our skylight & the branches of our cherry tree..
stay indoors beneath the floors
talk with neighbors only
the games you play make people say
you're either weird or lonely..
ghost biology 101 ~
skeleton grey matter brain respiratory
sight & sound heart bleeder digestive
intestine cecropia starfish hydra bird aves
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<<click if you must..
or here:
elliott laughing..
or?
some vintage images from toxic's books ~
the moon
skeleton
is it a bat?
bats
to grandmother's house
if you were a mouse..
raccoons
possum
bug collecting
kittens
lion
xmas alphabet
fly away
tiger
grey squirrels
in the woods
alley cats
horses
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talk show host/ ..i want to
i want to be someone else or i'll explode
floating upon the surface for the birds
the birds.. the birds
you want me?
well fucking well come and find me
i'll be waiting
with a gun and a pack of sandwiches
and nothing.. nothing.. nothing.
you want me?
well come on and break the door down
you want me?
fucking come on and break the door down
i'm ready.. i'm ready.. i'm ready.
follow me around/
i see you in the dark corner of the street
coming after me.. yeah
headlights on full-beam
coming down the fast lane
coming after me.. yeah
i would like to change back now
to the shadow of
the shadow of my former self
it follows me around...
did you lie to us tony?
we thought you were different
now you know we're not so sure
drooling looney tunes
moving in a swarm
moving in a swarm
it follows me around...
nowadays i get panicked
i cease to exist
i have ceased to exist
i feel absolutely nothing
the words are out of ink
the words you know are out of ink
you follow me around..
today we've got tornadoes, thunder & lightning, & buckets of rain & hail..
hey, i'm in the local cut..
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freezing wind here in the gorge & a dead kitty in the icy street by my house. i don't care anymore what anyone fucking says.. this planet is just a bad place
& i want off.
opeth/harvest
stay with me a while
rise above the vile
name my final rest
poured into my chest
pledge yourself to me
never leave me be
sweat breaks on my brow
given time ends now
spirit painted sin
embers 'neath my skin
veiled in pale embrace
reached and touched my face
into the orchard i walk
peering way past the gate
wilted scenes for us who couldn't wait
drained by the coldest caress
stalking shadows ahead
halo of death.. all i see is departure
mourners lament but it's me who's the martyr..
/dirge for november
lost.. here is nowhere
searching home still
turning past me.. all are gone
time is now.. the omen showed
took me away
preparations are done
this can't last
the mirror reflection brought disgust
no ordeal to conquer this firm slit
it sheds upon the floor
dripping into a pool
grant me sleep
take me under
like the wings of a dove
folding around
i fade into this tender care..
/still day beneath the sun
there is a light that hits the gloom around
shows the footprints 'round this grave
dried up roses scattered on the mound
honouring the one engraved
will ever the morning carry away
the souls of those for whom we cry
leaving.. grieving.. seeking.. meeting
binding.. unwinding.. sighing 'you'
black procession through the narrow aisles
another's gone for all to see
near the site for one who lost his trials
sleeping 'neath the ground is me
still day beneath the sun
asking you who is the one
and when the day is late
we know who must forever wait..
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