corey spears

in memoriam

My sweet grandfather. I love and miss you so much.

Robert Charles Kirby "Papa"

1926-2005

never political

to walk a path of love

or be crippled by false belief?

to have time for condemnation yet

when is the time to uplift?

You pay your dues yet you

pay no love.

There is a consequence of these ism's-

There is also a consequence of love.

It is now time to love.

love.

Time to love.

so much time has been thrown away on:

thephonethecarthehousethejobtheclothestheargumentaboutwhoevenremembers

whatwhywhenitevenmatteredbecauseyouforgotaboutthereasonyouweremadnowwhat

awasteoftimethatis?

STOP!

it's about the relationships.

Urging you to love me.

Urging me to love you.

Urging us to love them.

Urging them to love us.

it's

time

to

love.

Strange Fruit

Bitter and sweet this tongue that

has tasted you and those like you.

Nothing unfamiliar about the portion

you presume to be special .

yet the harvest that has fed plenty,

barley quenches the slight and almost deniable thirst I have.

It is blatant to me that these gifts that fall ripened off

the vine are not for me to taste.

Not without

leaving my mouth barely quenched

and my heart hard and full of contempt for the tree that produces such strange fruit.

happy birthday intern

The House of Filth intern STEPHAN had a birthday party and everybody came. We were fierce and most members held court ,though the young intern still would not walk. click on him and look at us!

the story

It has not changed.

not for you

nor for me.

Not for those who came before us

nor for those who will follow.

We profess in different light, shades of skin, and different tongues.

The more it is told the more similar it becomes.

The variations are lost through repetition.

It is more splendid and precious and triumphant and tragic all in the same.

My interpretation is a seemingly unique story.

yet in the very lonlieness it sits in, lies a unbreakable connection

to all that has been heard and told

all that will be spoken and listened to

and will be repeated in every story told

as it always has been.