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23 Friday Sep 2011
Posted in Bricks
23 Friday Sep 2011
Posted in Bricks


23 Friday Sep 2011
Posted in Love Letters to Ghosts
You poor little stupid boy…I’d gut you if I was a psycho killer–Put my fist through your breast plate and take your heart.
I need a new one since you broke mine.
I bet you think that I hate you.
My love, I love you too much to literally hate you.
But maybe I pity you for being too dumb to work this out.
Or maybe I pity you for not being the man that I think you should be, for not seeing the potential that I see in you.
I know why I love to hate you, you stupid boy, I used to be just like you, you stupid boy–except you have shitty taste in music, you stupid boy, stupid boy, stupid boy.
…I could devour you…
What’s more romantic than a vampire, my little stupid boy?
You’ve been draining me for years…
Thought you should know I’ve decided that I like it–it keeps us alive on a dead night.
Have you burried me?
I like to play with the idea of burrying you.
I know why I love to hate you, you stupid boy, I used to be just like you, you stupid boy–except you have shitty taste in music, you stupid boy, stupid boy, stupid boy.
If I’m a vampire, my love, I accepted your invitation.
If I’m a vampire, my love, you’re the one that bit me.
If I’m a vampire, my love, I’m hungry, so thirsty.
If I’m a vampire, my love, you poor stupid boy.
Copyright 2011. Bosh Rodriquez.
23 Friday Sep 2011
Posted in Love Letters to Ghosts
Another song about relationships–It’s so exhausting watching the boats sink.
This is not attack, it’s not an act, and it’s not anything that I will regret, but
Just the same I was wondering what were you thinking when we were a fling?
The thought just came to me up in my face when I saw the picture of your girl on myspace.
No, I’m not jealous, but now that it’s over it’s like you never liked me at all.
What can I say? What do you say about the strategies the pieces were played?
Now that I mention it I’ve got a few questions: Why was I your secret, hmm?
A little mistress kept in the dark.
The fire, the spark– You show her off like she’s a work of art.
No, I’m not jealous, but now that it’s over it’s like you never liked me at all.
So much for that, there’s nothing else, and I’m quite over the feelings I felt.
It wasn’t very hard–guess that makes two– Only half serious when I first went out with you.
No, I’m not jealous, it’s like I never liked you at all.
No, That’s just the way it goes– Like you never.
Copyright 2011. Bosh Rodriquez.
(Original date 2006)