Gord

2026-02-28 07:43 am

Like the sun goes away, 
You should be by again, 
Instead, darkness stays,
Things change forever. 

Color is what he liked,
Now, it's black and white, 
Weddings, wallflower,
Cocaine and dice. 

Like a sun, centre sky, 
No exit stage right,
Eyes upon you, finally, 
No escape from caskets,
Or tricks to mezmerize. 

I wish I could tell you why,
Like the eyes upon you,
I can't sell you a lie, like, 
Everything is wonderful. 

You lost your mind with narcotics,
You lost your magic along with it,
Like the sun goes away,
You should be back again,
Instead, darkness stays.
Color, is what you liked,
Now, it's black or white,
No weddings, wallflower,
Mostly cocaine and dice.

Gord

2026-02-20 02:14 pm

Belly distend, body groan,
Inside you hope for inner growth,
Instead, you'll fight in civil court.

Doesn't it get a little old?
Every night you lock the door,
Enter your room, turn the radio on...
It's what you know, and fear.

Doesn't it seem a little odd?
Where was he when you need him?
Doesn't it get a little old?
Every night, a knock at the door,
Enter your room, turn the radio on....

So where was he by morning? Gone?
You lock the door, a window breaks,
Your father comes, fixes everything,
Doesn't it get a little old?
Doesn't it seem a little odd?
Inside, you hope for inner growth,
Instead, you'll fight in civil court.

Gord

2026-02-07 03:00 pm

He persues love,
Hapiness and a son. 
Three to two, two to one.

Free to choose,
One persues their roots, 
Freeform blues, cute girls,
Until ruin, until dust.

But upon the soul a velvet rust,
Temples burnt to smell of blood.
Umbrella terms, settlements,
Lemon curd over skeletons.

Free to choose,
They choose but one.

Gord

2026-02-03 08:08 pm

Berries, on a plate,
Berries, stay in place,
Barrie, by the bay,
Very much the same,
Painted by numbers,
Same as yesterday.

Terry Towel upon the face,
Cucumbers, and potatoes,
Over white and yellow paste.

In the street, expensive things,
And nodding off on heroin,
Near a tesla by the beach.