#1
Vancouver uplifts like a cancer recovery.
Color me motherly.
Father would say, "don't wake the sleeping pills."
Around two o' clock, round two:clock versus city,
this city's sitting on pretty.
look on the bright side: and you don't have
to make a hospital smile. and you don't to make
a hospital bed. cut her dosage in half.

how in the way is your hand?
how in the way your hand is.
how in the way you cover your mouth when you smile.

the only thing that keeps us young is that we think
we're old.
we grown up fight a lot.
I've thrown up tonight a lot.
insomni(a) glass of poison
insomni(a) cure.

and he wore all day his glasses
to imitate the famous artist.

how in the way is your hand?
how in the way your hand is.
how in the way you cover your mouth when you smile.

if you lived here you'd be home now.
the airport improvement fee's next,
to phoenix.
I missed the rain like a slave misses
a master.
Half mast
Past her.
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Last edited by Something_Vague at Sep 7, 2006,
#2
I have no idea what the hell this song was about, but I don't care. I really liked the whole abstractness of it. This piece was definitely something vague (no pun intended). Anyways, I really liked the sarcastic tone you had in this piece and I thought the way you set it up was unique. Great job and keep up the good work.

Crit mine please

Snake-Tongued Love
#4
Matty, dearest tit sucker; this was my favourite piece by you.

It reminds me of some of the stuff I wrote on holiday. The way the writing loses itself in the writing, I love doing that. It keeps it so open and flowing.

insomni(a) glass of poison
insomni(a) cure.


That bit caught me, hook like and sink!
Simple/Effective.

Your best piece for a reader to read in ages.

For mo fakin ages.



Change your avatar too, it's boring now.


EDITZ:

and he wore all day his glasses
to imitate the famous artist.


It's like not being able to get to sleep, thus wearing your "all day" glasses. And of course, you are the artist [matt isart], so you get intimidated by the lack of sleep.

And at the end, maybe an innuendo to masturbation?

Half mast.
Last edited by thepickups at Sep 7, 2006,
#5
I read this on your myspace and I was going to comment it, but I never did.
But, yes, I really enjoyed this piece. I'm friggin' tired as hell and I need to go to sleep now so I'm not tired at work tomorrow, but I'll try going indepth tomorrow night when my shift ends.
#6
Whatever that was about, it worked . Good job.

"the only thing that keeps us young is that we think
we're old."

Haha. Truth if truth was ever written.
#11
Decent. First stanza was striking. Didn't know how I felt about the chorus, or the "how in the way" part, whatever you want to call it, I mean I get it, I think, it just wasn't quite there for me. EH!

Jacob
Murderers! You're murderers! (We are not the same as you).
#14
Quote by Something_Vague

insomni(a) glass of poison
insomni(a) cure.


Genius.


Quote by Something_Vague

a master.
Half mast
Past her.



This is two pieces in a row, where you've had an amazing rhyme like this one. Master mast her. Love it.

Love it.
マリ「しあわっせはーあるいってこないだーからあるいってゆっくんだねーん 
いっちにっちいっぽみーかでさんぽ
 さーんぽすすんでにっほさっがるー 
じーんせいはっわんつー!ぱんち・・・


"Success is as dangerous as failure. Hope is as hollow as fear." - from Tao Te Ching

#15
Ditto, again, becuase I love this piece so much.

Publish a book of about 10 poems, I want one.
#17
I liked those lyrics. Although from a quick read I couldn't really get much meaning out of them (and that is a rather large con to these lyrics), I could sort of hear a song that they should be in and so I less read the lyrics, and more heard them. Nice one.

#18
"how in the way you cover your mouth when you smile."

witty my friend, very witty. not my fave from you, but its up there, in a good way.

in conclusion: boyz rule, girlz drool. Keep on Mattin.
#19
(PS, hit me up if you don't mind, I posted a piece of writing for the first time in months today).

Jacob
Murderers! You're murderers! (We are not the same as you).