acoustic

my pen is the parting of waves
in a crowd of all those 
yet to be saved
and 
this haiku survived
the bombings of lovers lies
yet all is greyed.
And we slip our fingers
into the back (skirts) of strangers
as we whisper empty promises
we are the very deities of carnal taste.
(Carnal taste.)
Her body was the temple.
And all the thieves came to false worship.
They gave all their loaded praise.
They came always to beg, but never ever pray.
Like vultures, always they circled. All always.

Her heart is 
the thickness of a beehive...

We are the gods of 
consensual rape fantasies
forever greedy depraved and afraid
All our good intentions and our ethics
eroded when the right set of eyes
spreads her legs.

We are the very deities of carnal taste...







Carnal

Minds addicted to derangement
and flashing lights
arranged just right.
towering with concrete
and neon sodomy.
all those low-end stereos
and passerbys.
Just try to catch the void
that gets away with everything
humming like God
in its infinite catastrophe.
No one tells me how to live or die
No one tells me how to raise my inner-child.
Summer, Autumn, War:
this is how us savages keep from getting bored.
We are such products of
what we can never kill.
And I'm a coward and a thief,
all these scars I gave myself.
And I'm a coward and a thief,
all these scars I gave myself.
do not seek, do not cling.
do not seek do not cling
do not seek do not cling.
and the moon 
she sang
to her only sun
"what makes you think we'll ever eclipse again?"
as she moaned (moaned)
like a ghost (ghost)
with that old halo 
of hers.
do not seek, do not cling.
do not seek, do not cling.
do not seek, do not cling.
no one tells me how to live or die
no one tells me how to raise my inner child.
no one tells me how to live or die
no one tells me how to raise my inner child.
no one tells me how to live or die
no one tells me how to raise my inner child.
do not seek 
do not cling....

Childishness (Eros/Agape)

The theory is in the blanket
and the kingdom of heaven is in the thread count.
What good are all these guesses if 
none of them get my heart pumping all that much.
When I want my paranoia proved wrong
in the face of the mathematics that present themselves.
Lord, are these the symptoms of
what my imagination has wrought?
Is this how you make believers of
men with a sweet tooth for sin?
A sweet tooth for sin.
Did I inherit her powers
or a ghost sickness?
All things come full circle while
we grow new tails to chase when 
we're all alone.
Slit my throat 
Marry my corpse
Let roses bloom from where tears once dried.
Once dried.
As above, so below.
As the stars pull my hair.
As above, so below.
As the stars pull my hair.
As above, so below.
As the stars pull my hair.
Pull my hair, pull my hair...

Given enough tries, I,
can subdivide space and time.
The hours passed alone
medicated among these 4 walls
have made us sicker than
any virus could ever hope.
Every poet's just another madman
if they refuse what's within them self.
God save the beautiful.
God help us all.
God save the beautiful.
God help us all.
God save the beautiful.
God help us all.
God save the beautiful.
God help us all.
God save the beautiful.
God help us all.

Lexaprofessionals (Lo-Fi Impressions of Cobain)

and if you have to ask then you've already answered your question
and if you ever need to know
all you need to do is ask.

it was the summer
we threw our heads away
worshipping everything we thought
at least. or so, I'd like to think.
at least. or so, I'd like to think.

you can't get enough sleep
you can't get enough sleep
I'm a new version of last year
you can't get enough sleep
get enough sleep
get enough sleep

who do you need
who do you love
when you come
when you come undone

it was the summer
i threw my head away
worshipping
everything i thought
i'm  not
at least
or so
i'd like to think

who do you need
who do you love
when you come
when you come undone

Inverted Summer (Demo)

1st Verse: C-F
and you said, "I feel alive."
and I said, "It's like I belong."
as we passed the time, smoking and spilling guts.
Your guitar was there, as it peeled at the walls
when we took our turns sharing swan songs.

1st Chorus: Am-C5-F5
It's my sensory addiction and your
perceived sense of loss.
It's a dozen faces that look like yours
and who they all remind me of.
Remindmeofremindme of rem ind me of re midd me o f.
 
2nd Verse: C-F
I project a fantasy
an ask if you like the film
you say you're not sure, but still you stay
you stay and watch
I tell you my secrets
you show where it all hurts
I take my heart off my sleeve
and give it to you to hold on

2nd Chorus: Am-C5-F5
It's my sensory addiction and your
perceived sense of loss.
It's a dozen faces that look like yours
and who they all remind of.
It's the noise that's always in our heads
and our impatience with small talk.
It's the pills we have to talk everyday
or else we start to glitch right out.

It's these atom bombs in our chests...

Feel - Good, Non - GMO, Summer Blockbuster Hit Of The Year (Live)

hold my hand
i am afraid
please pray for me
when I am away
comfort the girl
help her understand
no memory
no matter how sad
and no violence
no matter how bad
can darken the heart
or tear it apart

take my hand
when you are scared
and i will pray
if you go back out there
comfort the man
help him
understand
that no floating sheet
no matter how haunting
and no secret
no matter how nasty
can poison your voice
or keep you from joy

Normal Song (Perfume Genius Cover)

i don't hate anyone
but i dont know who i am tonight.
When i told the joke
i stopped laughing
when i became one in their eyes.

I hate rock and roll
no one asks for me to change
no one asks for me to grow at all

to be happy is to always be right
am I clever now? am I clever now?
but if I can convince you all of this
maybe I can convince myself.

I ate rock n roll
no one asked for me to change
no one asked for me to grow at all.

Eye H8 Rawknrolle

Verse:
and I
animate
and I 
emanate
runnin, runnin, runnin around
around with you.
runnin, runnin, runnin around
around with you.

Chrous:
Heaven knows where
we could drown. (Lord)
Heaven knows where
they'll dig us up. (Oh)

Brick Red (Demo)

I know we've heard these chords before
But I haven't used them yet
I'm already used to being ignored/injured
But it's gonna take more than that for me to quit

I was never interested in The Game
I always thought it was a bore

Some say that all of this is just for us
but only if we make that choice to be (choice to see)
And everyone loves stars, so why not be one?
It just might make you happy. make you happy. make you happy. make you happy.

I was never interested in The Game
I always thought it was a bore
but if you're gonna play The Game with me
I just might play it forever

forever
for eve r
 fo r e ve r
 f  or  e ve r
f  o r  e  v e    r
f    o    r   e     v    e      r
f    o     re      vv          r

The Game (Demo)

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These Hands Are Loud (Demo)

Recorded this back in 2013. Putting it back up for the hell of it.

Halfsleeper (Chelsea Wolfe Cover)

all we get are words
in this modern age of light

and if we are once
yet what always has been
then what's all the rush
why the panic

two plus two equals
whatever
5 means to you

modern age of light

Modern Age Of Light

I see you in pink
I see you in Rose quartz
as i bleed a shade of turquoise
in pluto
and in venus
have you noticed? I know you know this.

hey you
yeah you
hey you
what's up

you can't convince me none of this was ever here at all

hey you
yeah you
hey you
what's up

Hey You

All songs written, recorded and produced by Kyle Jones.
Except for "Endless Entertainment", also written by Kyrra Douglas.

Edible Pets Publishing, 2005-2011. All Rights Reserved.

I'm a good person.

IMartyr Cinema

Endless Entertainment

Summer Tongue

And I felt her crow for all
for all the days on end
between 6 feet of soil
her lungs carried like 
no other has done before.
And it chained...
And it changed, all of me.

Now nothing tastes like
like it did before
but still we claim
from place to place
the same pair of eyes
that glared without heat
There I shed
what I don't need
from this point on

I'll chase that setting sun
just for its warmth
of all the summers that brought her love
before winter came and took her away
and so I cling
because it's all
I really know

Speak not of what
you've seen here
again.
Speak not of what you've
seen here again.
Speak not
of what
you've seen
here
again.

Mojave '69

In the constant race to be the main character with the best content, the only remaining virtue is to create a world you're proud to call your own. 🖤

acoustic

Vertighost Jones