Gord

2025-10-08 08:37 am

Love, and then opera,
Justification, self-pardon,
I understand your problems,
Respect my decision,
Artha, and Dharma. 

What was the end product?
Neither husband nor father,
Can you blame the audience?
'Someone push me harder,
On the swing that I have built.'

Respect my decision, 
I wished I had died a martyr,
Rather than see all of it.
I understand your problems,
Love, and then Scarborough.

Songbird, sharpened bones,
Opera, wooden home.
Love, screaming nonsense,
I understand your problems,
Respect my decision. 

Gord

2025-10-03 06:47 am

First of being, just first reciever, 
From the cathedral, screaming,
Puppet Jesus upon the strings,
Love only for freedom, not people,
He cares not what they need.

First of being, crawling from the sea,
Into the cathedral, screaming,
Puppet Jesus upon the strings!
Love for only freedom,
He cares not what they need!

Gord

2025-09-17 06:41 am

May I judge? The chaos comes,
Under veil of doves, not weight problems. 

May I judge? Love is based on trust,
Something you know nothing of,
Like plain hard work and using gloves.

Broken promises, safe guarded,
Imitation artist with an imitation father, 
Imitated marble walls to floor,
How are those games you play at home?

May I judge? The chaos comes,
Not in the break ups, it's there all along.

Eighty dollars for a game cartridge.
May I judge? Are the games you play fun?
What about friendship, was it there all along? 
Under a veil of doves, a veil of darkness,
Changing promises, a raging monster.

Gord

2025-09-16 06:43 am

Acting, unsatisfied. Static, over time. 
Am I alright? Everyone expires, I reply. 
As a traffic light, I stop and bathe in red.

Still, I'm hanging tight,
Still, I lag behind, 
Final, panting sighs: 
Fine, then, pass me by.

I'd rather be alive than dead... 

Stand aside? 
I'll walk as you run one last mile, 
Even if it's by myself...

Why do dusty, static people seem to find me? 
Am I the twilight in which it shines?

Red, Satanic light. Active, social life,
Better inside architecture, or the mind.
But, then, Wherefore does magic lie? 

Somewhere before the asking price.

Gord

2025-08-27 09:28 pm

Three wolf moon, in your worldview, what do sheep do? Look at you and feel good?

 If they could, they would open their mouth, croon, and as the wolf descends, endure their wounds.

Gord

2025-08-26 07:15 am

Am I a zero, or a one to them?
When the computer sees me,
What does it feel? Overwhelmed?
Breath short of air?

Alas, keyboard, come to rest,
Like Gabrielle says to Rodrigo,
I need a bit, this is done to death,
Everything deserves an end.

Gord

2025-08-20 06:12 am

When does Autumn become most cold? Just before it leaves, something more on the way
to change the world. 

I am the minotaur,
Harvester of stone,
Holder of an axe of war, 
Pauperism, growth. 
Problems in the code,
Problems with the board,
It matters not, I guard the door.