Just a typical day...

  • March 12, 2003
  • James Skemp
Just a typical day Like any other A single ray   Oh "I wish I may I wish I might..." A single thought   "Getta outta my way You little creep" A single passing   "Oh may I say You know my mind" A single knock

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I fell in love with you...

  • March 12, 2003
  • James Skemp
I fell in love with you, but you didn't know. I thought every night of you, but every night you slept well. I cried when I put my mind on you, but every day it got a little better. I listen to the bands and see you, but more and more you fade. I think I was in love with you, but were you a passing phase... I thought there was more to you, but one can never really tell.

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I wish I had a dime...

  • March 10, 2003
  • James Skemp
I wish I had a dime For every time I cried I wish I had a nickel For every damn pickle   Life can be long It's like that song With the 'bong' at the end By the guy with no friend   Tra lee tra la Tro lo tro da   In the deeps, No one weeps

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Ma ma can't you see the rain...

  • March 3, 2003
  • James Skemp
Ma ma can't you see the rain Ma ma can't you see the rain Fall - in' on me   Rain falls like snow, Hard to see the miles before me. So to are the miles behind, but experiences are hard to kill...

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Domination holds us down

  • February 25, 2003
  • James Skemp
Domination holds us down and persecution does the same Holding us down, keeping us down Can't get up from the underground...   Under the ground, deep down below the dirt can be as high as the clouds If one can't see the sky, do they know it's there?

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Are There Pictures Before Me...

  • February 25, 2003
  • James Skemp
Are there pictures before me showing me the past? Only memories, left to me.   Are there writings before me telling me the past? Only memories, left to me.   Feelings and thoughts Imaginings and remembrances Only memories, left to me.   Nothing concrete, nothing to touch Save with my mind, and it's intangible grasp   Realty in a perspective touched by one who's changed Inside or out, one knows not.

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They gave me a home...

  • February 13, 2003
  • James Skemp
They gave me a home They kept me alive They told me their lies   They saw me die They heard me moan They felt me cold   They took a hold They grabbed a line They dug a hole   Never whole Never rest Never mind.

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I've seen things...

  • February 13, 2003
  • James Skemp
I've seen things I've met people I've been places All these memories POUNDING on my brain. What is reality? What is truth? Hatter can you find me? Hatter can you see me? Hatter where did she go...

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I was a sad man…

  • February 6, 2003
  • James Skemp
I was a sad man when they buried him in the cold depths. I was a sad man when they gave me the flag that my brother had rightly fought for. I was a sad man when they dug up his grave on a hot June night. I was a sad man when they caught them fools that tried to steal my brother's ring. I was a sad man when they put them in jail, instead of putting them in a loop.

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unfinished story 003

  • February 4, 2003
  • James Skemp
... but you've been here, all day, with that stupid grin on your face. And you don't even respond when I talk to you... I just need some kind of discussion, some show that you are alive, and aren't merely some mirage. I've been walking around, how can you say I'm not alive? You walk, and you walk, and you sit, and you... and you just have that dumb stupid grin on your face.

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