http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/ scribblings in the dark - LiveJournal.com Sat, 26 May 2012 13:10:20 GMT LiveJournal / LiveJournal.com grammatarium 6447455 personal http://l-userpic.livejournal.com/27366817/6447455 http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/ 89 74 http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/533493.html Sat, 26 May 2012 13:10:20 GMT http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/533493.html they told us, the stones and parchments, they told us of undead days and songs sung from the tunnels and hands reaching from the mire like a great breaking dawnscape where all the rays keep fingers and the sun yawns strange reds and blacks, as a hole in the ground yawns of far below. they told us of waters rising to our heads, of the glitter sharpened on their currents, of the axe brought to our door. http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/533493.html darkland apocalypse death wreath of barbs (radio mix)--:wumpscut: wreath of barbs (radio mix)--:wumpscut: laid out public 0 http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/533124.html Fri, 25 May 2012 13:14:13 GMT http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/533124.html even smaller her hands, even less what she could hold, and from them spilled the sight of dogs and massacre, the swords fallen out of sheaths, the iron boots of battalion, the thatching of poor roof, the words we can still talk, we can still stand together. and when she closed even more slipped from their little holdings--old hands of the mother, dirty bandages, naked wounds, dulled eyes, breaths. http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/533124.html darkland war death neon knights--mstrkrft neon knights--mstrkrft long weekend public 0 http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/532919.html Thu, 24 May 2012 12:21:54 GMT http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/532919.html children watched at the waterside, with tatters of smoke in their hands and in their hair, saying with glasswide stares which one of these should i be weeping over, it was so long ago the city marched off to war i cannot remember faces and caresses. she descended among them, letting it run up to her waist with a pawing and a tugging, and said i will remember for you, i will remember every family. http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/532919.html war fantasy night in the draw--balmorhea night in the draw--balmorhea let's hope public 0 http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/532597.html Wed, 23 May 2012 13:34:06 GMT http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/532597.html on horn and quarrystone the dogs sat snarling, old hairless haunches still tough with wartime and teeth sharpened to their yellows, awaiting the call to jump, lash out, strike at the soft underbelly armor. and even though she had seen them as pups, she had scratched their ears and felt their licks in return, her steps before them trembled, for they smelled meat and their hunger drooled glistening. http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/532597.html darkland truth--balmorhea truth--balmorhea closure public 0 http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/532451.html Tue, 22 May 2012 13:08:04 GMT http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/532451.html they headed along the dogtrack, the unseen walls that had kept low horrors in and the stink of plaindwellers out. but when they had at last found iron and learned to form armor and spears the dogs could not keep them out and the watch fell with a yelp and a running and the stains soaked into quarry brick and widemouthed rivers and the dogtrack filled with sandals and boots, as the two on it now, crossing back and staring down into the blackened valley. http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/532451.html darkland war blergh sympathy for the devil--the rolling stones sympathy for the devil--the rolling stones a little snippy public 0 http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/531978.html Mon, 21 May 2012 14:01:24 GMT http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/531978.html ribboning over skin, the sound as knots opened and breathed out, as fingers untwine from their guards and fall to the sides. she had no carapace this time--only the gossamers of long fabric wingstitched to their joints, paper in soft bright cocooning wound and wound until only round shades hinted at elbows, hips, breasts, hints that grew color with each unveil, each spin, each sharpening. http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/531978.html darkland fantasy zoe machete control--the slowest runner in all the world zoe machete control--the slowest runner in all the world much needed public 0 http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/531731.html Sun, 20 May 2012 19:38:32 GMT http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/531731.html it remained in those thrown shadows of closet, in those ghosthaunts between dresses and the little slip of remembrance. pearl and stitched silk, wide-eyed embroidery to drink the color out of her face and leave only blanched truth, deathless innocence, a jugdmental nude like some jarred autopsy, chemicaled down to oilkept skin and the strings of muscles fine as threads pulled to the lipless oaths. http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/531731.html darkland laying out today laying out today walkable public 0 http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/531578.html Sun, 20 May 2012 19:34:11 GMT http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/531578.html steps on steps, the force of jumpboot and riotwalls but together we make a rhythm, we make a song as thunder would crack through pitches one rumbling to another, as tornadoes add clouds upon clouds but always keep striations, because even in the end when there are a thousand hands punching each is a tremble, a drop, a jump, and each has found tonight, found others, found us. http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/531578.html weather things i do silent flight, sleeping dawn--mono silent flight, sleeping dawn--mono brutal public 0 http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/531302.html Fri, 18 May 2012 12:47:58 GMT http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/531302.html soft hat talk, the king muffled with a brim held between our faces as if the polish out on the streets reads lips and counts them together, like one atom added between a string of others until what emerges is soft and silvery, crackling and kissed radioactive, with the secretive plans acid on the surface and the unspoken destruction locked within, the kind made when one body strikes another. http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/531302.html interpersonals decay atom comets + violins--kidneythieves comets + violins--kidneythieves heading out public 0 http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/531181.html Thu, 17 May 2012 12:28:57 GMT http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/531181.html let the dogs take the hilltop, she said in the glisten of a spat night and the swordwarmth of the war fires, let them have their charge and their black walls and the first taste of the cold air kept in the whitehearted lungs of those demons, let them say they were the ones first upon northern soil and the first to dip their blades in blood, we shall be the ones telling stories at the end. http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/531181.html darkland war blergh death by the droves--tides by the droves--tides timesheets public 0 http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/530853.html Wed, 16 May 2012 12:10:15 GMT http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/530853.html the taste of small girt, of teeth biting teeth, of self infliction in the arms as one long insect might crawl beneath the skin, might take from tendons to spinal and breathe at how sun and metal suddenly parted through, how the warm confines dug away (perhaps even bawling in a aftervoice, in a thick cry) and escaped in heavy beads and blood, down and from the wrists. http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/530853.html senses parabola--tool parabola--tool besides the bugs public 0 http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/530522.html Tue, 15 May 2012 12:53:26 GMT http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/530522.html the city keeps the sound of dogs like a blanket, like a patter, and all their lullabies show the teeth in their rhymes for the dogs roam everywhere. they gather beneath the open windows and the back doors, scrapping and nudging at hands, bathing in strings of grey river, howling at the gates of the palace and tucking one paw after another in the lope, the panting march. http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/530522.html darkland we, burning giraffes--the slowest runner in all the world we, burning giraffes--the slowest runner in all the world even without it public 0 http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/530307.html Mon, 14 May 2012 12:32:28 GMT http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/530307.html it still remembered the northern wars, the taste of the mud behind the army and breadbasket plains, the rye and wheat and stone barley that harbored in the soil. it remembered the tilling machines built around with harrowblades to upturn the worms and loam, the pleas when they saw what dripped from the mouth, what touched their lips and skin and laughed into the groundwater, what seared the black flesh of the march. http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/530307.html darkland war death fantasy industry i led three lives--grails i led three lives--grails plantime public 0 http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/530147.html Sun, 13 May 2012 13:14:52 GMT http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/530147.html when the river comes to the door and tries all the locks, hide in the room with the keeping of smoke and pray upon iron, for it runs through the houses like a thread of strength in regiment lines, like nails between soldiers and their shields. iron keeps wood to wood as armor keeps limb to limb, and when the river seeks the weakest joints and tears, pray harder and keep from the screaming, keep from breaking the line, for nothing in the city forgets the old war drills and nothing gives quarter to nature. http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/530147.html darkland war death waiting chatter waiting chatter brunch public 0 http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/529790.html Sat, 12 May 2012 13:17:19 GMT http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/529790.html the ship turns, the ship spills, bodies crammed to woodwork and opentumbling, the mass of slide and end over end as it rises the backside hull, barnacle dripping, up towards the sky. crates broken from end to corner, a crack out of wheat and snapbale and spilled barrels and limbs somewhere between it all, already dead and flooding, already lifting with the rush of dirty water, already praising the upturned wood and swampclung face. http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/529790.html darkland gods (the) slowest runner--as the sea swells (the) slowest runner--as the sea swells busy joys public 0 http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/529613.html Fri, 11 May 2012 12:05:02 GMT http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/529613.html the sword comes aside, introducing and gesturing, and with a simple flick all step back, giving space, creating walls, lowering bloodstained iron for the boy in simple linen and tears. for he is a boy, still unspoken, still fat around jaw and eyes, still black and doe when the sword is handed to him, as if he might put it in his mouth and chew upon it, hoping to cut his teeth from under his soft gums and show them, grinning at last. http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/529613.html darkland childhood hang him higher (instrumental)--:wumpscut: hang him higher (instrumental)--:wumpscut: phasing out public 0 http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/529264.html Thu, 10 May 2012 12:38:24 GMT http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/529264.html with the iron children we made a promise in the thick and rushing waters--to hold a gate there, formed of jawheavy metal and splintering barbs, twisted and cooled to a mass of grate wider than a man's body and hauled with chain over chain until it dangled over the gateway. we whispered to it one day you will feel the river, one day we will let go and you will crash mud and stone and shipback closed, one day we promise. http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/529264.html darkland fantasy retreat! retreat!--65daysofstatic retreat! retreat!--65daysofstatic summercold public 0 http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/529060.html Wed, 09 May 2012 12:30:14 GMT http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/529060.html we already know the city is a dying dog, we hear its catapult panting and fortress hemorrhaged with iron and dusty stone, we see its tongue rolled out in the thick river in black cankerous and boiling to the surface, taken with the current for only now when it bloats we see how long it tapers, how much vile we had kept in stomachs, how black and stinking our sicks and our kings. http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/529060.html darkland death fantasy journey to the plains--*shels journey to the plains--*shels teardown public 0 http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/528845.html Tue, 08 May 2012 11:49:57 GMT http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/528845.html could not be more surprised if jewels and polished stone fell with each word, if the madman touch tumbled his throat and lungs together so with each spoken word it rolled over rough tongue to slippery poetic, it ground down to a gloss and emerged egglaying, joyously plucked between rows of teeth and glistening strings bowing silver in the light. http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/528845.html speech words language giants--collapse under the empire giants--collapse under the empire lightchaser public 0 http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/528530.html Mon, 07 May 2012 12:27:21 GMT http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/528530.html already we knew the house would be overgrown, the boards of the porch curled and moldgray from unscrubbed stormfronts, the walls in weedthroe where the bushes clutched like hands to hands on the deathbed, already we knew how it would be. so at the mouth of the long street we agreed to all say our remorse, when we could not see, to sigh and nod and look back towards the dense city, and not go on. http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/528530.html interpersonals decay things i do losing a whole year--third eye blind losing a whole year--third eye blind stronger public 0 http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/528375.html Sun, 06 May 2012 16:38:12 GMT http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/528375.html with little siren kisses we'll lay in evacuation routes and spot how orange does the moon smile on the primordial making masses in the sky. we'll say have we made peace with the blind and the feeble, have we taken our little forgets and written them into blocking letters so those who find them, all in tatters and metaphysical, will write courses about like our own planets and satellites, our own unseen moons just beyond the drawn and gathered night. http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/528375.html interpersonals weather literature daved and confused--led zeppelin daved and confused--led zeppelin two meals public 0 http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/528033.html Sat, 05 May 2012 12:09:48 GMT http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/528033.html by the squatting of the tents, a growth of stone reaches with tree limbs and finds where he has laid out all his knives for vivisection--where the glimmer of coying moon licks across and comes to nine separate points, he has so many and so specialized it wonders which smithing (curved, beveled, scalloped, twisted) would draw the cleanest and brightest. http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/528033.html darkland death radio swan is down pt. 1--laura radio swan is down pt. 1--laura many roads public 0 http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/527723.html Fri, 04 May 2012 12:26:55 GMT http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/527723.html there's a strange light waiting in the mudroom, yellow for the rain pelts every inch of the city and it's stamping to get warm in oilcloth and slicker. hell of a night to be out, i say when i open the office and sit him down, there's a wash out for folks like you, a whole changeling in this storm and if you knew better you'd have stayed there beneath the canopies and flophouse roofs of your boardings. i couldn't he said in brim darkness and shakings, i've seen the river. http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/527723.html decay atom industry c.c.s. ogbook--the evpatoria report c.c.s. ogbook--the evpatoria report all taken public 0 http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/527374.html Thu, 03 May 2012 12:11:08 GMT http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/527374.html edges to the entire city, as a pan brimmed the slick juice from deathbeds and hospitals (i knew it from the days of war, when men shrieked in the color of torn limbs and their lips and dreams leaked the same fluid) but never so much, in the storm drains, in the bubbling grates, from the canvas awnings and gutterspouts in thick and murked cascades, a rainshroud that covered its skin with cold, deathly silver. http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/527374.html war death decay industry michael collins autograph--the samuel jackson five michael collins autograph--the samuel jackson five quest end public 0 http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/527155.html Wed, 02 May 2012 11:10:44 GMT http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/527155.html didn't have a dust of sleep to him, out on the watch of the blastings and moorway (that idolatrous strait of spinetwisted land with hundreds of valleys like spearwounds still lodged in the flesh) and she asked has it ever moved? no, he replied with a voice like the gust of pitching torches, it does not dare to. http://grammatarium.livejournal.com/527155.html fantasy weather the fall of math--65daysofstatic the fall of math--65daysofstatic how public 0