https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/section-479-early-bytes-1982-2003 Remnants of a poet, remnants of a li(f)e en 2005-2012 shakespearesmonekys@gmail.com 42.65593 -71.33391 Mon, 08 Jun 2026 20:46:22 GMT yacs http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss 70 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6276-firetrucked https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6276-firetrucked You ever had one of those days You know the ones Just can't be fucked You have Really Tell me What's it like Seriously, I don't know I've been fucked from birth © 1996, Mosquitobyte Mosquitobyte Early Bytes: 1982-2003 Fri, 04 Jan 2008 07:21:26 GMT /section-479-early-bytes-1982-2003#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/6276 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/6276 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A6276 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6318-firetruck-you https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6318-firetruck-you I care for you I nurse you I feed you I clothe you I love you I fuck you What do you do? Lie there and tell me how much you need A man that takes charge Well guess what bitch? All men are about to Well just charge out the door And say "Fuck You!" © 1996, Mosquitobyte   Mosquitobyte Early Bytes: 1982-2003 Fri, 04 Jan 2008 07:20:45 GMT /section-479-early-bytes-1982-2003#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/6318 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/6318 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A6318 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6361-should-i-stay-or-should-i-go-now https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6361-should-i-stay-or-should-i-go-now Slowly, I twisted the knife. Pain of such beauty racked my body. Exquisite detail jumped out, Alerting me to the worlds presence. Or is that absence? Either way, I was intrigued. A planet overflowing with humanity, Drowning in the dross of our lives. A place where the extremes are normal, Where normalcy is indefinable. Do I matter to the world? No. Do I care for this world? In small doses perhaps. How to reconcile my loathing of mankind, His hypocrisy and sheer stupidity? Only one option really, perhaps two. Either join the morons, I reticent; Or perhaps just end it all. I plunge the knife deeper..... ... more Mosquitobyte Early Bytes: 1982-2003 Fri, 07 Dec 2007 23:33:38 GMT /section-479-early-bytes-1982-2003#comments 4 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/6361 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/6361 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A6361 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6395-unrepentant https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6395-unrepentant To have and yet not have, Desire unleashed Furtive glances Shared laughs Forbidden fruits Unsated Unsung Unspoken Flirtatious Friendly Overt yet covert Hidden meanings Almost vocalised Yet forever silent My tribute to you Are these few words Beauty, grace, wit, intelligence Unrepentant I am humbled by your presence © 2003, Mosquitobyte Mosquitobyte Early Bytes: 1982-2003 Fri, 07 Dec 2007 08:25:17 GMT /section-479-early-bytes-1982-2003#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/6395 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/6395 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A6395 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6394-the-wraith https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6394-the-wraith I am the cold light of dawn The darkness before the moon A wisp of smoke from the unlit briar Burning bones amongst the fire Full of pain Full of hate For my doom All of you wait Setting sun and burning stone The one you should all leave alone For in your mind I always dwell I'm that thing you fear The darker self © 2003, Mosquitobyte Mosquitobyte Early Bytes: 1982-2003 Fri, 07 Dec 2007 08:24:25 GMT /section-479-early-bytes-1982-2003#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/6394 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/6394 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A6394 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6393-the-faithless https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6393-the-faithless My dad ain't dying, He's dead. No more the man I could stir with impunity Chagrined, I stand resolutely mute I sense nothing Beyond him there is a void One that I cannot fill. Love departs, anger beckons. Your God took you - not mine! My God is you... And thus I lose faith. As eternally faithless I shall heed, Bend to the will of your wisdom. Be thankful, have mercy, enjoy life. To the sons of fascination of Templar renown, True wisdom has died, the time is unknown. Have peace my father, grant me this wish. No greater man, more deserving of this. ... more Mosquitobyte Early Bytes: 1982-2003 Fri, 07 Dec 2007 08:23:19 GMT /section-479-early-bytes-1982-2003#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/6393 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/6393 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A6393 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6392-wisdom https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6392-wisdom I looked up & you were there, I hadn't a notion or a guess. How was I to know how important you were? Fed me, clothed me, taught me respect. I know we disagree on many things, But you made me the man I am. When time comes for my passing Let it be said I was my Fathers Son. A man of compassion and insight. Devoid of guile and full of righteousness. I was taught by a great man; A benevolent and wise man. You have given me understanding And a desire to learn, You gave me peace when my heart burnt. I know words are never enough, But words are all I have, I'm yet to be the man you are.... Wise and loving ... more Mosquitobyte Early Bytes: 1982-2003 Fri, 07 Dec 2007 08:22:05 GMT /section-479-early-bytes-1982-2003#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/6392 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/6392 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A6392 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6391-decay https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6391-decay Dank, dark, always dark Sitting in my cave I never pray I'm sitting all alone Hiding in my home I'm prey Listen to the silence My last breathe Fades Never saw it come Felt nothing at all No pain Comfort in the soft earth Wraps me in its arms No pain Seeing through the silence Hear your voice Now say "He lived out his life In his own way" Never cry in sorrow Not for me This day I lived out my life I hid away Don't pray Never sought the halo Now all I do Decay © 2002, Mosquitobyte Mosquitobyte Early Bytes: 1982-2003 Fri, 07 Dec 2007 08:20:16 GMT /section-479-early-bytes-1982-2003#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/6391 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/6391 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A6391 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6390-are-we https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6390-are-we By the dark of the moon Well I just wanna scream Can't they see what I mean No more talk of peace in the evening Speak to me Speak to me What am I talkin' for? Well look at me yeah Why can't you look at me? Are we back once more To the point where I can't be heard? © 2002, Mosquitobyte   Mosquitobyte Early Bytes: 1982-2003 Fri, 07 Dec 2007 08:18:46 GMT /section-479-early-bytes-1982-2003#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/6390 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/6390 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A6390 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6389-caress https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6389-caress Distant musing Inane jottings All bluff All facades All to amuse and impress All for nothing Still; persevere Weaken the defences Slide underneath the radar Cajole, caress With words and feelings She won't express She'll leave Unaware Of the pain Lying here © 2002, Mosquitobyte Mosquitobyte Early Bytes: 1982-2003 Fri, 07 Dec 2007 08:17:22 GMT /section-479-early-bytes-1982-2003#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/6389 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/6389 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A6389 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6388-see-it https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6388-see-it Walking in the darkness I'm walkin' in a dream Don't know where I'm goin' And I don't know where I been I see a bleedin' hand And now I understand But I ain't gonna say it yet Through the park Through the city Through the street I see it in the shadows I see it in the sheets Got to cleanse my mind So I'll be complete See the TV screen Shouting at me Now I hear the colours Flowing red In my eyes In my ears In my head With one solitary thought Drowning in my hand A blood red rag And I start to understand See me in the movies See me in the street I'm one of those that you don't wanna meet I say the things you won't Do the things you can't Now honey I'm warning you to get away I'm the man with no soul and no heat With one solitary glance From this frozen hearted man I'll bury you deep in a frozen waste land I tell the story slow Though you want it fast I gotta draw it out Make it last See it in your head That you want me dead Well sonny I'm gonna try and do it right See the blood on my hand and at my feet With one sacrificial blow From this dagger in my hand I've rid your world of this understanding man ... more Mosquitobyte Early Bytes: 1982-2003 Fri, 07 Dec 2007 08:15:45 GMT /section-479-early-bytes-1982-2003#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/6388 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/6388 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A6388 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6387-think-about-it https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6387-think-about-it She gives me all But I don't give damn Just want her here Someone to hold my hand No disrespect, no not from her You know, whatshername The one after Cher She does the dishes I don't cook or clean She does just about everything I just use her She's my little prize No need to tell her About our little fling With all my lies She'll believe anything Last thing I did for her Was to make her cry Damn! I'm so giving I don't even try Forgot her birthday Anniversary too She makes a comment Nah that wouldn't do Tell her to shut up Just let me be Why am I with her Girl set me free What was I thinking Where was I going Back to my bed With out her knowing About the drinking About the sleaze Now the bitch tells me It's time to leave What did she do for me All I did for her Amounts to nothing So what should I do Stay in your arms And do what we do So bugger her She can sit there and cry I'll stay away And wonder why ... more Mosquitobyte Early Bytes: 1982-2003 Fri, 07 Dec 2007 08:13:54 GMT /section-479-early-bytes-1982-2003#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/6387 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/6387 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A6387 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6386-prayer-for-the-dying https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6386-prayer-for-the-dying To grow and struggle Against the human race Your species sucks I ain't no part of it 'Cause if I was I'd be slittin' my throat Your silly wars Stupid drugs and threats Whoring your minds But paying for sex No way I'm part of that So just leave me out I'll take your god I'll take the fucker out Don't leave me here Till you hear me out But don't even try To figure me out You'll get a brain sprain And a hernia too Your ears will bleed While I'm talking to you Won't hear a thing That I'm talking about You human's suck You fear everything All the newness Profanity too Well I've talked enough Going to finish this song You say "'bout time" I ain't following you Going to move along Be free So fuck you!! ... more Mosquitobyte Early Bytes: 1982-2003 Fri, 07 Dec 2007 08:11:26 GMT /section-479-early-bytes-1982-2003#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/6386 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/6386 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A6386 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6385-i-hate https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6385-i-hate You look at me I know what you see Another quiet boy Cute as can be But then you realise That I'm not so great I'm the one Your parents love to hate I talk a lot Shooting my fucking mouth off Sprouting' shit You could never think of I draw the line Then I rub it out I don't give damn Ain't no psyching me out Trouble follows me Because I invite it along Like folks with Shady Always taking me wrong Think I'm a racist Think I'm sexist too Don't even realise I hate all of you You put me here In this fucking place Now deal with it You made this disgrace © 2002, Mosquitobyte Mosquitobyte Early Bytes: 1982-2003 Fri, 07 Dec 2007 08:08:58 GMT /section-479-early-bytes-1982-2003#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/6385 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/6385 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A6385 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6384-thoughts https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6384-thoughts Picking up the pieces Of a wasted time of life Realise that I stumbled Got to get it right Nothing's ever rubbish Everything is used Recycle all the passions Listen to new views Got to have a smile Need to have a laugh At the situation I'm in Yeah I think I need new staff All the brain cells have rebelled Revolution time Someone get me out of My tiny little mind Open up the flood gates Leave the crap behind Got a new perspective New reason to my life Looking' back and laughing No more self induced Trouble and strife I'm just gonna smile And keep my heart alive © 2002, Mosquitobyte Mosquitobyte Early Bytes: 1982-2003 Fri, 07 Dec 2007 08:06:52 GMT /section-479-early-bytes-1982-2003#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/6384 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/6384 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A6384 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6383-decisions https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6383-decisions Torn Riddled by indecision To go or stay Where to live? Will she forgive? Love; unrequited He never did She cared far more Than he ever did His bridled passion Hurt her more Than if he had ignored So now he knows what he must do Depart But with dignity Forgive himself for selflessness For caring enough And needing a place When times were tough After all these decisions What does he find That woman That's been on his mind Perfect laugh Quicksilver eyes That knowing smile Sultry sigh It makes things harder Now what to do? To bow out gracefully And miss the chance Or take the chance And burn his bridges. I know the answer And yet I fear That she'll reject me Already a tear Or is it at the thought Of one quiet night When they hold each other And turn off the light ... more Mosquitobyte Early Bytes: 1982-2003 Fri, 07 Dec 2007 08:03:18 GMT /section-479-early-bytes-1982-2003#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/6383 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/6383 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A6383 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6382-the-muse https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6382-the-muse She inspires Intrigues Her eyes engaging Her role is seductress She fulfils the need The personification of his desire Unwitting in her role Unaware of the turmoil He hides behind words A blank veneer for a visage Caring not for the potential shame Caring only to move the message To pierce the veil To enjoy the light of her day © 2002, Mosquitobyte Mosquitobyte Early Bytes: 1982-2003 Fri, 07 Dec 2007 08:01:36 GMT /section-479-early-bytes-1982-2003#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/6382 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/6382 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A6382 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6381-knowledge-ii https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6381-knowledge-ii Feeling the fool Assuming the worst Tearing the best He can only write What's in his chest Ever the actor He feigns disdain Whilst all the while Her name is a refrain Stumbling over Disjointed rhymes An indicator For his state of mind Addled and stressed He must confess That these feelings Create some distress He doesn't care For truth be known It's a feeling He's seldom known So if naught happens He'll feel the pain Write some more Maybe feel again That sense of fear That comes with love Whether unrequited Or wedded bliss But above all More than a gentle kiss Is for her to know All of this © 2002, Mosquitobyte Mosquitobyte Early Bytes: 1982-2003 Fri, 07 Dec 2007 07:59:48 GMT /section-479-early-bytes-1982-2003#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/6381 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/6381 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A6381 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6380-phones https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6380-phones I sit here alone Working on the phone And I write on About heaven knows All I really need Is to be there By her side All around the world People need her They're only love Sitting by the phone Will I bleed her When she knows All she really needs Is to be there By his side Sitting alone Staring at the phone Will she be there Nevermore Crying as I die I see her In my mind It's all she ever was Delusion © 2002, Mosquitobyte Mosquitobyte Early Bytes: 1982-2003 Fri, 07 Dec 2007 07:58:32 GMT /section-479-early-bytes-1982-2003#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/6380 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/6380 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A6380 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6379-mmmmmmmmmm https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-6379-mmmmmmmmmm She leaves once more With that smile of hers He waves jokingly Hoping to not blush Is this flirting Is he being a fool Will tomorrow reveal What he fears the most Or will it bring a smile And a knowing wink © 2002, Mosquitobyte Mosquitobyte Early Bytes: 1982-2003 Fri, 07 Dec 2007 07:57:00 GMT /section-479-early-bytes-1982-2003#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/6379 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/6379 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A6379