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Zombee Sep 2014
10w
Feeling  a  Liveliness , 
of 
Dire  deSire,
is  
Living  in  Fear­lessness.
Zombee Oct 2014
nothing was as Beautiful --
as
You when you would stand aKimbo..

..boasting Insults  --  talking ****.

hips were Posing  --  so obTuse.
'cutest thing ive ever Seen.
Zombee Sep 2014
somebody Tell me why my seven eLeven,
has
never been Open........twenty four Seven.
isnt Yours? O.o
Zombee Oct 2014
REALLY?..
...silly girl.
Zombee Aug 2014
Arent We All
such
wonderful   Students,

Arent We All
such
musical  Beings,

Arent We All
such
wonderful  Chorus,

Arent We All
such
horrible  Teachers.








Arent We All
such
wonderful  Muses,

Arent We All
such
beautiful  Paintings,

Arent We All
such
wonderful  Portraits,

Arent We All
such
horrible  Makings.








Arent We All
such
wonderful  Users,

Arent We All
such
punitive  Liars,

Arent We All
such
wonderful  Forgers,

Arent We All
such
horrible  Tryers.








Arent We All
such
wonderful  Fuses,

Arent We All
such
luminous  Lighters,

Arent We All
such
wonderful  Scorchers,

Arent We All
such
Forest  Fires.








Arent We All
such
wonderful  Humans.
Zombee Aug 2014
-




some of us Crave it,
some of us disLike it,
some of us Hate it,
some of us inVite it.


some of us dont Want it,
some of us dont Need it,
some of us are Seeking it,
some of us are Hogging it.


some of us will Order it,
some of us will Revel in it,
some of us are Bored oF it,
some of us will never Get it.


some of us are Waiting for it,
some of us are for the Taking,
some of us will take the Menu,
some of us will set the Table.



"why was Six a fraid of Seven?"
Zombee Sep 2014
-







could it be the Rats,  '
that
scurry through thee Attic...  ''
...tracking up the muddy Floors
of
porcelain Dolls?  '''


''  Hollow......only full of
omens n Bats...
'  ...stabbing through their Bone,
opening their Follicles.




'''  colder than a frozen Vat
that
shatters after Burning...
...turning to a blade of Grass
that
gathers into Stone.


only one of ****** Thorn
that
tore from a Rose...
...throw it at a pane of Glass
and
happens Nothing.

-  Hatter




.
could it be the Rats,
that
scurry through thee Attic?
Zombee Oct 2014
-






'went to a Store -- looking for Morals;
sorting through Books -- looking at Stories.
the
more i would Look -- the more i was Lost;
lost in a Book -- a book without a Cause...
i
bought it off the Devil -- read it in Awe...
...all of its Flaws -- costed a Sum.






.
money is Frivolous. -- fiction is Gone.


.
Zombee Sep 2014
deep between Jupiter
and the
moon's........Crescent,
thee
essence of Universe,
is
looming in Peace.
Zombee Oct 2014
-






sometimes i wonder if i Learn anything -

sitting in the back of class with etchings n Sketchbooks,

looking through dimensions of a delicate World,

burning through the canvas with mechanical Pencils,,






.
sulking like the king of sullen
souls without a Queen..
..weening off the Pawns,,
"calling all my Bishops...

...this is the Night."
hiding in the Brooks.

- Bookworm




-
Zombee Sep 2014
-







to
day i found a Letter;
turned it to a set of Books...
...look in side the Covers
at the
verses of a cursive Message:



sigils of a Slumber;
burnt in side a den of Soot,,,
...footed under Beds,
headed with a Testament.







.
never will you Read this letter.
Zombee Sep 2014
-






sometimes i Wonder...
if
black........People,
eat
Animal crackers...




...Right?!!






.
"that seems oFFensive...
...derpa derpa derp."


oh, dont be Silly  :)
Zombee Sep 2014
all of these Books
have
cluttered my Backpack..

..leaving no Room
for
diaries n Drawing pads.




still i have my Pencil.
"Creeds and schools in abeyance,
Retiring back a while
sufficed at what they are,
but never forgotten."

-  Whitman
Zombee Sep 2014
if
mirrors  teal  my  Soul;
then
so  do  those  Eyes.
Zombee Oct 2014
-






i
hear you speak in foolish Pride - when
pried apart from all your Fears.  but
Here you wreak of putrid Lies  -  n
smile Scars of all your Tears.




i
hear you speak in foolish Pride - when
pried apart from all your Fears.


.
searing Clutch -- disgusting Taste.
Zombee Sep 2014
sometimes i wonder why
luna never opens her Other eye.
Zombee Sep 2014
-







if
He speaks in a way
that
I can understand,
then
i can speak the Language
that
Jesus would wave.







-
"Take my Hand."
-
God
Zombee Sep 2014
God
^






who is the Farmer........allowing his chickens Near the road?






" I. "






what was the farmer Doing when his chicken Did this?






"Watching."






where did the chicken Come from in the First place?






"Captivity."






when did the chicken deCide he was Ready to cross?






"He.........Didnt."






how did the chicken even Manage to Find the road?






"North Star."






why didnt the Chicken...
...Just  Play  Chicken...
...with..  the..  Chickens?
­





"why Would he?"






©  Copyright Jesse James Adams
Zombee Sep 2014
-







passion is All,
all youll ever Have in life...
...why would you spend half the time
deCiding on the things you bought?..

..after all youve Lost.




passion is Blind,
high from all the things youve Seen...
...speaking of Eyes?
i can spy the tallest Bluff.











but
passion is Coy,
coiled like a royal Snake...
...take it as a Ploy:
the
poison of a pointed Spear...

...fear the king of Cobras.




passion is Deadly;
reMember all the things you learn...
...burn it in yer ******* Head
n
get it in Check.












passion is Evrything,
evrything you Need in life...
...why would you buy Any thing
that
sells at such expensive Prices?




passion is Free;
free the Mind n body Follows...
...talking is Cheap,
here in sleepy Hollow.

...how low can you Go?












passion is Green;
read between the lines of Red.
the
devil is Hiding...
...hiding in the Text.



my
passion is Hatred,
hatred of the word of Love...
...nothing is Sacred,
nothing but the taste of Blood...

...luscious is my Name.


-  Tom Marvolo Riddle







.


© Copyright Jesse James Adams


-
Checkmate.
Zombee Sep 2014
so
here we Are:






Arnold......Shortman,
Shorty......Meeks,
Mr......Meese­eks,
Ezekiel......Whitmore.


Morphine,,,,,,Morpheus,
Neo......Geo,
OG......Sour,
Sour......Diesel.


DeeDee's......Br­other,
Cousin......Vinny,
Vinny's......Lover,
Brothers......Grimm­.


Grim......adVentures,
Billy......Madison,
Hansel,,,,,,Gretel,­
Chelsea......Grin.










Grimace,,,,,,Misery,
Mister......eB­onic,
Bonny,,,,,,Clyde,
Kyle,,,,,,Kenny.


Kenny......Powers,
Pow­der  Puff  Girls,
"Girls  Girls  Girls",
Girls  Gone  Wild.


Wil­ee......Coyote,
Coyote......Ugly,
Ugly......Betty,
Betty......Cro­cker.


Doctor......Parnassus,
Doctor......Krieger,
Doctor......H­orrible,
Doctor......Evil.










Evil......Knievel,
Felix....­..the  Cat,
Captain  Jack  Sparrow:
"Captain......my  Captain".

­
Tinman,,,,,,Scarecrow,
"Rowrow  Rowyer  Boat",
Bo......Burnham,
­Earnest,,,,,,Vern.


Verdict,,,,,,Votive,
deVotion,,,,,,Vengeance­,
aVenging......Evey,
V,,,,,,Vendetta.


Denace......the  Menace,­
Crystal......Globes,
Snow,,,,,,Aesthetics:
Skeletal......Sheddin­g.










Head,,,,,,Tail,
Sally,,,,,,Jack,
Jack......Rabbits,
­Magic......Hatters.


Shattered......Glass,
Glasgow......Smile,
G­uile,,,,,,Vega,
Akuma,,,,,,Ryu.


You,,,,,,Me,
Beneath......the  ­Bleacher:
Jeepers,,,,,,Creepers,
Reapers......of  Seeds.


Seeds......of  Chucky,
Chuckie......Finster,
Principal......Muriel,
Yuri......Gagarin.
­





©  Copyrighted  Jesse  James  Adams
also Likes:


Cartoon......Network,
Worka......Holics:
Stalking,,,,,,Killing,
Willing,,,,,,Hunting.


Huns,,,,,,aTila,
*****......Wonka,
Walt......Disney,
n  Nickelodeon.




so dumb xD
Zombee Aug 2014
are we still allowed to write about whatever we Want?
Zombee Oct 2014
-






some'll talk of subtle Thirst --

per the words of burning Hunger..

..others talk of utter Yearn.
its
irking Curse'll burst a Bubble.




some'll talk with humble Class --
of
static Tones n phony Numbers..

..others talk of punctured Glass --

casting Stones n throwing Punches.




some'll talk of hunching Backs,

shattered Bones n broken Rudders..

..others talk of ones who Crash:
the
tattered Boats n smoking Rubble.




some'll talk of subtle Worth --

per the words of hurting Others..

..others talk of under Earth --
in
third deGree  --  beneath the World.



_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _




some'll talk of subtle Thirst --

per the words of burning Hunger..

..others talk of Wonderland --

magic Herbs n purple Colors.






.
i
"felt like putting a Bullet
between the eyes of every Panda
that
wouldnt ***** to save it's Species.


i
wanted to open the Dump Valves
on
Oil tankers
and
smother all those French Beaches
id
never get to See.


i
wanted to Breath Smoke."

- Cornelius


_
Zombee Oct 2014
...to
eliminate the World,

burn entire Villages -

till it all disintegrates.
Zombee Sep 2014
.






Mirror Mirror on the Wall;
Walk with me n be my Friend:
fending oFF thee awful Qualm,
calming all the thoughts of Death.


Mirror Mirror on the Wall;
Talk to me if no one Else.
"tell me what to do aGain?...
...death is gonna Haunchew."


Mirror Mirror on the Wall,
Waltzing in my ball of Hair;
share the Yarn of all you Bear,
spare the Rod n chop the Sheers.


Mirror Mirror on the Wall;
"Welcome to the slums of Hell."
help me Speak in bleeding Tongue.
"vi la Vita......vi de Vel".








Mirror Mirror on the Wall:
wall of Talking thought so Clear;
hear the Fall of waldo's Water,
thrall the Call of ocean Odlaw.


Mirror Mirror on the Wall;
call my Bluff n cuff my Arms,
bar my Cell n sell my Soul,
sow the Seed n reap its Rose.


Mirror Mirror on the Wall;
flaunt my Card n guard the Door.
Youre the one im steering Clear of...
..."ofCourse you are."


Mirror Mirror on the Wall;
all i Know is no ones Lost,
mossy Oak is all i Know,
frozen Walls i call my Home.








Mirror Mirror on the Wall;
all you Are ish ards of Glass;
lashing Out n always Laughing,
laughing as you watch me Ball.


Mirror Mirror on the Wall;
all you Do is use my Tears.
here you Are with all the Cotton,
swabbing all my flaws n Fears.


Mirror Mirror on the Wall;
call me what you always Do:
stupid Queer n weird n Ugly."dont
******* Tell me what to Do."


Mirror Mirror on the Wall;
talk the way you always Have:
Chanting like a ******* Trucker,
Cussing like a ******* Sailor.








Mirror Mirror on the Wall;
Hollow be my only Name.
satan stole my only Halo:
angel of a broken Cross.


Mirror Mirror on the Wall;
Follow me n see my View.
you should see what i have Saw...
...all ive seen is You.


Mirror Mirror on the Wall;
all you Are is all i Am.
have you not a ******* Conscience?...
..."obviously Not."


Mirror Mirror on the Wall;
walk a long this haunted Path.
after That if you can Laugh...
...so can I.








Mirror Mirror on the Wall;
all youve Done is run n Hide.








'and Then...
...tyler was Gone.


was iaSleep?...
...had  i Slept?'


-  Jack's Medulla Oblongata  


.
Mirror Mirror on the Wall;
call my Parent......scared of School.
whos the Fairest......ferris Bueller?...
...You are.
Zombee Oct 2014
this is where i lay my Head,
let my Brain remain aSleep,
dream of Rays n razor's Edge,
fetch a Blade n slay the Sheep,,

seep the Sheers n near the Ledge,
shed the Tears n steer the Ship,
shifting Gears n piercing Threats:
threading Needles  --  wielding Stitches.
"This visage  --  no mere veneer of vanity -
is
a vestige of the vox populi
now
vacant  --  vanished."

- V


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ACUpr5GvVsE

_
Zombee Sep 2014
-






i am a Lamb of laminate Wool.
"i am Wolf........following Sheep."
i am a Piece of needle n Mesh.
"i am a Shepherd........i am a Shepherd."


i am a Herd of hurdling Cattle.
"i am a Cat........catch me if you Can."
"i am a Canopy:.......peak of a Cradle."
"i am creAtor........i am creAtor."








"i am eTernal........terminal Youth."
"i am a Fountain........dousing a Flame."
"i am poSeidon:.......brother of Zeus."
"i am seLene:.......goddess of Night."


"i am a Sun:.......son of a Sky."
"i am a Sky:.......high as it Gets."
i am a Guest........questing on Earth.
"i am an Earth:.......mother of Nature."








"i am a Church:.......chirping of Grace."
i am a Maze........singing of Loss.
"i am a Cause........talking of Faith."
i am a Fading,,,,,,,,fatal emBrace.


"i am aBrasive........i am aBrasive."
i am eRasing,,,,,,,,pacing n Pacing.
i am a Prey:.......praying fer Safety.
"i am a Savior........i am a Savior."








"i am yer Thoughts:.......haunting yer Mind."
          i am a Mime:.......silently Taut.  (not Taught)
  "i am a Teacher........preaching deVision."
        "i am diVide"........i am diVided.


"i am diVine":.......dying with God.
"i am a God:.......father of Life."
"i am aLive":.......living in Dreams.
i am aSleep:.......cousin of Death.








"i am the Devil:.......maLevolent."


-  Voices



.
i
make the cloak of Sorrow;
"so are We the weaving Shawls."
All the cloaks of sorrow.
"so are We."



i
sail the boats of Sorrow;
sonar far as eyes can See.
'sea so sick of Sorrow.
"so are We."



i
tie the shoes of Sorrow;
so far all ive tied are Knots.
'not so used to Sorrow. 
"though are We."





credit to Yeats
(relatively unrelated)
Zombee Sep 2014
Solomon was Back in that dilapidated Prison cell;
skeletons were Greeting him with broken Arms.
armies of protection were deFending him from harmful Blows.
nobody knew Solomon like They did."
--part in a short story of a few months back
May
Zombee Sep 2014
May
.






may there be a Place up there,
where the Fairest angels Bathe?
erase their Sins,,,,,,,,sing their Carol,
bestow the Gift of gilding Lace.




may there be a Place up there,
where the Fairest angels Bathe?
raise their Stairs,,,,,,,,repair their Gables,
hone their Garrison........Glaringly.




may there be a Place up there,
where the Fairest angels Bathe?
phrase their Hymns,,,,,,,,hinge their Bearing,
atone their Trips of tilting Lay.




may there be a Place up there,
where the Fairest angels Bathe?
grace thee Air,,,,,,,,bear their Halo.
grow the Hairs of herald Wings.






may there be a Place up there,
where the Fairest angels Bathe?
Zombee Sep 2014
-

just another paper
that
panders to the lowest
common deNominator.

-
sorry to Dis...
...appoint you.
i wasnt trying to
ruin yer Bliss;
but
this is all you Get.


sorry, just being Ann...
(coughs)
...Candid........Frank,
whatEver you call it.


- candidate for class Clown
Zombee Sep 2014
the
point of which a Roller coaster
reaches its Peak;
leaving not a place to Go..
..but Down.



a
downward Spiral.


-
i
fear the day the Clicking stops.












"clock's........Ticking."
Zombee Oct 2014
-

i
wish i Knew..
how to Make..
wishes come True.

.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q8YGRR5mj-8


.
Zombee Oct 2014
-

the
rain thats hitting my Skylight...
...sounds like popping Popcorn.

.
trying to do schoolwork
n
all i can Think about
is
POPCORN. xD

_
Zombee Oct 2014
-






pale........Bourbon,
burnt........Kettles,
yellow........­Bricks,
tin........Goblets,,


onyx........Bars,
dark........Shad­ows,
shady........Greed,
green........Motives,,,


golden........­Gates,
gray........Castles,
black........Lions,
white........Scar­ecrows,,


rose........Petals,
metal........Toilets,
orange......­..Food,
blue........Jumpsuits.


.
to
oz we Go.
Zombee Sep 2014
we
All draw conclusions;
and
far too usually we keep the card we Pull.
when
pulling from a wholesome deck of endless possibilities,
we
seem to always pull it from the Top of the deck.


depending on whether that deck's been Cut,
and
whether or not we thought to Check...

...whether its been Shuffled;
theres
nothing we can do or say to sway the possibility

of pulling a joker.


© Copyright  Jesse James Adams
-- hope you put that card back.
Zombee Sep 2014
i cant sleep through You, rain.


No  No  No,
Far  Too  Beautiful.
O.o
Zombee Sep 2014
O.o
-







what does it Mean
when yer
dog barks at Socks??






-
haha Woooooooooooooooow.
no. i do NOT have "smelly feet",
person who shall remain Nameless. xD
ill have you Know it was a
big old Pile of socks.
mommy did my Laundry.


yes i be livin
with my Mommy again.

yes i called her Mommy.




________________




"mahhhhmeeee?..
...thurr makin Funamee"  :(




lol. thanks for the reply<3
Zombee Sep 2014
when
"time has Gone for far too Long,
and
all you Have are bags of Sand;
ill
hand you Mine and watch you Fall.
it
always makes me laugh.






after That ill dry your Tears,

clear your Eyes and hide your Sadness.
the
fact that I have cried for Years,
a
pears to be a napkin."






i
panic at the sight of love,
the
comfort of another Hand.
i
panic at the slightest Hug,

tugging from its Grasp:






Gasping as i try to Smile,

wider than i ever Have:

masking that i find you Vile.

"Liar Liar pants on Fire."
Zombee Oct 2014
ohhhh -- meDusa,
you
Need Not reMind me
what
lies behind those Eyes..

..i have Seen it.


-  Gargoyle
Zombee Sep 2014
.






(cant Sweep):




now i gotta Brush,
fluffing up the Pillow,
oh i mean the Quill!
still i dream of Colors
but i
love the way the Willow,
over grows my Shadow
as im
dozing in the Shade,
dazing in the Comfort
of a
bunker under Window sills
n
silhouettes of Widows.
Zombee Sep 2014
"Your system is running low on resources.  
You cannot log on as a new user.  
Please use an account that has already logged on."
Zombee Sep 2014
-






'funny how Some people find it so Necessary
to Alienate someone for a lack of inDulgence,
passion and inVolvement in a fraudulent Lifestyle..

..i would rather pass my Time in padded aSylums.






-
hipsters make me Laugh.
Zombee Oct 2014
that was so Funny
that
i forgot NOT to laugh.
maybe you should buy some Confidence...
...save yourself thee emBarrassment.

.
Zombee Aug 2014
funny how Song stops
mocking in the Cadence
after
eight or nine Trials
of
heightening Water.




funny how Comfort stops
docking on the Stitching
after
six or seven Temptings
of
severing Threading.




funny how Thought stops
rocking in the Shower
after
five or six Drinks
of
sinking deSire.




funny how Hunger stops
knocking on the Door
after
four or five Tries,
like
everyone Else.




funny how Feeling stops,
and Laughing starts.
funny how Passion stops
mopping the Floor.
Zombee Sep 2014
-


sometime i Feel...
...rilly ilLiterate.








other times i feel like im the spawn of an Owl;
possessing all the natural embodiments of Human,
  consuming all the knowledge of the Novels that ive read,
dressing in the fabrics of a fabricated Lifestyle.


i


stand be fore the World....Head  Facing  Backward;
wording all my Letters n addressing all my "Feeling",
fearing all my Sightings n reciting all its Message:
effortlessly Miming all the Gestures that ive learned.








p.s.

when
speaking of People...


-
watch as a World....a Worldly world,,
(blurring all its Color........smothering Texture)
,,sketches n Draws it with its wretched eXhaust:.
..all its perFection?.......inevitably Lost.


but


watch as a Poet....a Poetly poet..
..opens its Vein....remaining an Artist,
darkens all the Shade in which it CHANGES a world;
with
simple black n White.


-
Zombee Sep 2014
-
'just been informed of what a theSaurus is:
apparently not a Dinosaur...  
(jk:)
Thanks Mom.<3
Zombee Aug 2014
Someone  Once  Toldme  
that thee
Only  Known  Recipe 
for
reckle­ssness  n  Weakness,
sleeplessness  n  Pestilence,  
is
Cigarette­s  n  Poetry.
don't  we  know  it  Well.
Zombee Oct 2014
-






You  --  and I  --  held eachothers Hand,
standing under Bridges  --  wishing they would Fall.
but
all that ever Happened was a tragic death of trending Fashion:
passion  --  deScending  --  the Setting  --  coLapses.

lasting little Memories would never be an Ending that we'd
ever dream of Having  --  "after all weve Been through"...



(you would call me Clyde  --  i would call you Bonnie,
you would call me Jack  --  i would call you Sally,
you would call me Trash  --  i would call you Garbage,
you would call me Back  --  i would call you Beautiful.)



...you and i are Enemies  --  empty headed Hatters.
shattered glass of Everything  --  everything that Matters.
madder than the dreaded Queen that seeks the head of Alice:
Malice  --  Malice  --  Malice  --  Ecstacy.


-  Jesse n ­Ashlee


.
Sad
Zombee Sep 2014
Sad
.


these are things that make me Sad:..








imagining how sad that Powder must be...
...after Labor day.


imagining how sad rabecca Black must be...
...on Wednesday.


imagining how sad quasiModo would be...
...in Gattaca.


imagining how sad rosie oDonnel would be...
...in Ethiopia.


imagining how sad benjamin Button woulda been..
...in Neverland.


imagining how sad sleeping Beauty would be...
...finally waking Up........n seeing meDusa.










imagining how scared free ***** must be...
...of sunshine aQuarium.


imagining how scared jimmy Neutron would be...
...in sleepy Hollow.


imagining how scared that Pingping musta been...
...of Sultan.


imagining how scared that Avatars woulda been...
...of ******.


imagining how scared that Petrified wood would be...
...of paul Bunyan. (Dumb xD)


imagining how scared
six jodie Fosters would be
in a Panic room with seven Hannibals.










imaging how bad trig Palin would be...
...at Trigonometry.  (too Much..)


imagining how bad epiLeptic children are...
...at Laser tag.


imagining how bad steven Hawking would be...
...at Roller derby.


imagining how bad that Rainman woulda been...
...at Rain dancing.


imaginging how bad helen Keller woulda been...
...at Karaoke.


imagining how bad desiree Jennings musta been...
...at Hopscotch.










imaginging how effortlessly,
robin willams was Acting...
...in will Hunting.


too Soon?...
...Oh........Sorry.


"Thats okay...
...its not your Fault."


Thanks babe.


.
knowing how bad that I am...
...at Everything.


knowing how mad the Grinch is...
...at Whoville.


knowing how scared bugs Bunny is...
...of Wabbit season.


knowing how Sad......Pinocchio is...
...everywhere he Goes.

-  Pariah


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S_x4_QrMcm8
Zombee Sep 2014
.Down
layed
just
i
like
Feeling

,Up
waking
Love
sounds a little Cheesy but i
saw you in a Dream.


'loved your maScars.


(chokes)


Sorry.........maScara.
Zombee Sep 2014
Hell**o mister homeless man
that
passes by my House.




how have you been Doing,
couldnt help but Notice
that youve
only gotta plastic bag
of
Raggings on your person
and the
purses of your Begging,
how have you been Doing?



.
*This* man...........this Boy,,
Wasnt Even Homeless.

He was the type to play Dress-up like its ******* holloween,,
go out side and im*personate* the vagrants...
...Just So Him, and his piece-of-**** Friends,
could 'buy some extra ****', and 'Keep Doing Nothing'.
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