Comments Posted By Cordes
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Speak now to me
oh my Clementine
your hair is soft and golden
sharper, brighter than mine
what now is a language I can hear?
ears collapsed and soaking in brine
give me back all of my golden years
speak to me in the language of time
» Posted By Cordes On 01.14.2013 @ 2:30 pm
Caroline, sweet caroline
where do you point me with this
compass of mine?
Eyes born for seeing
a head as sharp as vine
fill me with sweet nothings
and my ears with your wine
» Posted By Cordes On 01.13.2013 @ 12:16 am
A moral compass pointing towards true north. A candle light guiding me home through a dark, cold, unforgiving wilderness. The light of you, oh Lord, to me.
» Posted By Cordes On 01.12.2013 @ 11:43 am
Master of all, master of none
what dreams have we but those to come
a flashing of sound and the blink of an eye
to death what souls who’s death must lie
» Posted By Cordes On 01.10.2013 @ 3:00 pm
It just goes to show
I’m so far now out of control
spiraling all wild and slow
consumed into a poison glow
reaping always what I sow
» Posted By Cordes On 12.27.2012 @ 11:53 pm
Actually, no I don’t. And I never have. You can keep that kind of thing to yourself and be all alone with it. I have no use for it. It makes me sick and stomach. It makes me tar and vomit. Don’t need on it. Do not care from it. Done now, gone down, all real-ed out.
» Posted By Cordes On 12.24.2012 @ 1:17 am
Who knows where this is going
who thought of trying to care
where does this wind decide blowing
who named the stars in all the air
» Posted By Cordes On 12.22.2012 @ 10:47 pm
Scatter brain, scatter dead
full of holes inside my head
eat of things both live and dead
tastes like things all rust and red
» Posted By Cordes On 12.21.2012 @ 11:11 pm
Roof above my head. That’s really all I can ask for. I hear the rain pouring down and see the drip down into the pan at the foot of my bed. I’d throw another look on the fire if I wasn’t so damn lazy.
» Posted By Cordes On 12.07.2012 @ 3:47 am
Higher and higher and higher. Nestled deep above the clouds. It took me 59 days straight to get there from the bottom and the wind was so strong I almost died twice. But it was worth the trip. I never thought I’d be here, but here I am.
» Posted By Cordes On 12.04.2012 @ 3:20 pm
Object of what? Study? No, but thank you. I don’t need to be dissected today. Last night they took me up, up and away in their spacecraft, but I don’t remember the details. Something about a different planet. The stars look different from space.
» Posted By Cordes On 12.03.2012 @ 8:16 am
Under what? You’re command? No, I don’t think so. I’d rather march under Colonel Edwards any day. At least he goes out and fights instead of sitting in the hooch clinking whiskey glasses and smoking cigars with his senior officers.
» Posted By Cordes On 11.27.2012 @ 6:28 pm
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Local as can be. Born right down the road there, over by that shed. That’s where my grandpappy Clemens lived, but we don’t talk about him around here. He had a mean streak. Evil as hell. Used to make moonshine out there.
» Posted By Cordes On 11.26.2012 @ 2:47 pm