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I can only update at me madre's for the time being as I have no internets.
Love

Captain PirateFace

she knows the night
and it is affecting her mood.
she smiles slight and evil and sarcasm drips from her every word.
Blank stares past my skin, blood and bones.
Through my soul...
and I know she really see's me.
Her touch is ice
just like that stare
just like that soul.
she is the only woman I have ever truly deserved.
Evil and cruel
and dying for the oppertunity to make me feel it all.
And I don't know this reality anymoretiger cats eating my brain
scratching and
pickin.
I stand in a candel lit bathroom
smelling her perfume, her scent
all while missing her
(and realize it's actually creepy to be doing this)
This makes me laugh out loud
as I write these silly damn words.
I want to high 5 everyone on earth.
I want to kiss soft lips and feel the bulge grow in my pants.
It's raining now and things feel hopefull.
I hope.
Love, Guts and a fucked up raw piece of steak.
Captain PirateFace



Atomic Cowboy
Oh Atomic Cowboy
You ride on through the night
Oh Atomic Cowboy
You stay brightly lit by the radiation.
Oh Atomic Cowboy
Even you horse is hardcore
not slightly bothered by an atomic blast.
Oh Atomic Cowboy
Keep kickin' up dust trails pardner!

Don't stare at me bastard.
she looked at me and winked.
I winked back smooth as can be...
"I got a nervous tick you insensitive fuck!
Don't stare at me bastard!"
I thought to myself...
"my bad".
where have all the gentlemen gone?
All the woman huddled together crying and sobbing
longing for the days of opened doors and
surprise flower deliveries.
all the boys grow up fierce and cruel and eager for the taste
of blood.
The men too damn lazy to teach them how to
care.
I open the door for her, she walks past me ghostly and beautiful...
and doesn't even fucking say thank you.

Captain PirateFace
damn I have missed the hell out of writing.
Been focusing on life lately, got a car. getting new apartment.
Things have been rough but good.
should have some new poems for ya tomorrow night as I have been writing again.
yay.
miss you all
captain pirateface
i don't even know why i am trying anymore.maybe i wont.maybe I will just give it all up.
"Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, because I'm the biggest bastard in the valley."
-Allen Klein-
tired and bored.these three words describe my current frame of mind to a tee.if you have stumbled upon this blog due to my shitty renegade D.I.Y.
flyer-ing............
sorry about the lack of recent content. but you can always dip into the madness of former posts. Lately I have been reading on such uplifting topics as serial killers and the Holocaust. Yeah I know what yer thinking..."Hey stupid! If your so damn sad all the time stop reading depressing shit!"yeah... i know.I saw "Where The Wild Things Are", what an amazing film. Very beautifully filmed and very deep story. I cried like a bitch about 5 times, so the average person may squirt out some tears once or twice. Not only was the movie great but the soundtrack was just as amazing. All songs were done by Karen O (Of the Yeah Yeah Yeahs) and the kids. Good stuff.Gabriel lost a baby tooth and the one right next to it is on the way, he looks so fucking cute. I told him he now has "Pirate" Teeth.Oh on a shitty note my apartment was broke into, they stole my PS3 but mostly took my room mate Laura's stuff. It sucked a load of ass. And at the end of November I will be moving in somewhere else... where? Somewhere.Still planning on the whole, best 100 Halloween songs so don't give up on me just yet.And should have some new poems to you soon, if you like that sort of whiny shit... slowly breaking away from that wicked writers block.Well, that's all I got fer right now. No silly crazy pics or odd and oddly shitty poetry. just a check in and a fade out.LoveCaptain PirateFace
so much to say,
so little time.
I need a wireless internet thingy.
The one you plug in and it finds connections...
yeah.
then updates will flood in.
Love Captain PirateFace
feelin' a bit... bluesy.a bit Bright Eyes-E.PeaceCaptain PirateFaceBright EyesEasy/Lucky/Free
did it all get real, i guess it's real enough
they got refrigerators full of blood
another century spent pointing guns
at anything that moves
sometimes i worry that i've lost the plot
my twitching muscles tease my flippant thoughts
i never really dreamed of heaven much
until we put him in the ground
but it's all i'm doing now
listening for patterns in the sound
of an endless static sea
but once the satellite's deceased
it blows like garbage through the streets
of the night sky to infinity
but don't you weep (don't you weep for them)
there is nothing as lucky
don't you weep
there is nothing as lucky, as easy, or free
don't be a criminal in this police state
you better shop and eat and procreate
you got vacation days then you might escape
to a condo on the coast
i set my watch to the atomic clock
i hear the crowd count down 'til the bomb gets dropped
i always figured that there'd be time enough
i never let it get me down
but i can't help it now
looking for faces in the clouds
i got some friends i barely see
but we're all planning to meet
we'll lay in bags as dead as leaves
all together for eternity
but don't you weep
there is no one as lucky
honey, don't you weep
there is nothing as lucky, as easy, or free
so.
life has changed, dramatically.
I will update in detail later but just to give you a peak...
I was almost arrested and put into a psyche ward for a 72hour hold.
I have stopped taking drugs and drinking and am now going to Narcotics Anonymous.
will that chase some of you readers away????
love
captain pirateface
why do I get into trouble when all I want is to be loved?
fuck you all and goodnight.
Captain PirateFace
do the collapse
it may not be right.
but it sure feels good.
miserable?