The best thing about life, Is knowing you put it together

"They look like big strong hands... don't they?"

Water rolls down the skin like tiny beads..
Eyes close so that they might see.
Illum tangendo (touching him)
This sun is a star in someone else's sky
Illum tangendo (touching him)
This moon is making someone cry...
Illum tangendo (touching him)

Captain PirateFace say's "Ahoy!"

Captain PirateFace say's "Ahoy!"
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This is not an Exit

Never Say Die!!!





























"the tigers have found me
and I do not care."

Charles Bukowski

there is no fear here

there is no fear here
there is a fear here

Thursday, January 23, 2014

A villain i am

Dropping atom bombs
And charm to kill
You don't know me
Your punk ass never will.
Gasoline courses through this blood
This nigga so tight
Your bitch ass can never get enough...
I sting like a deadly monster.
Keep you in suspense like an ill as constant.
Look in the eyes you can only see...
You have never met a devil quite like me.

Monday, January 20, 2014

And he is off.

And it breathes

I have felt Heaven
and delivered Hell.
With these torn up hands.
These fragile feelers.
I have wiped away a thousand tears and felt warm fresh blood turn sticky and cold with these hands.
I have written hate filled diatribes with these hands and the most romantic love letters they will never read.
These hands are going back in their sheaths...
To hide away till they are needed again.

Thursday, January 09, 2014

Saturday, January 04, 2014

Broken

Broken man

Blood on the fingers
Rape of the soul
Rotting heart
and sad eyes
A way to grieve
the death of love.
I have broken all my toys
and forgot how to play.

A loaded gun to my head called life.

who I am


I know who I am

Destructive warrior
Fallen hero
Fucked up aftermath
Brave mentor
Tragic comic waste
Beautiful soul
Ugly faced
Ready for battle
Ready for tears
I know who I am
Blood on the knuckles
Skidmarks on the heart
Ready for love
Desperate for touch
Smiling in the face of death
Crying in the arms of loneliness
I am John Robison
I am
Captain PirateFace

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a feeling of being me



Doom and gloom

Waiting for the static
The hum of confusion
The smell of woman
A close neck to kiss...
Dreams to crush
What have I become? 
I don't even know this stranger in the mirror...

who is robbing me of my soul.







loving her was easy cuz she's beautiful

So now I say...

Fuck that bitch.

Captain PirateFace

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back on the grid!

Got modern technology again!  The captain can now update anywhere.. be forwarned! Hehehehehehe


Tuesday, December 10, 2013

sanity

These days

I look at the scars on my hands
only half remembering the battles.
I stare in the mirror looking at the laughlines
and the little grey hairs that mix in with the brown.
I feel my age
I feel my heart
I feel I should put the pen down..
I am breathing in life
and
breathing out death
Smiling and crying inside at the same time
all the time.


Captain Pirateface


So? What defines sanity?
How often we are real and honest?
Or how often we fake it?

Cried in the shower this morning and couldn't figure out why.
Sane or insane?
Who fucking knows..

Thursday, December 05, 2013

Tuesday, December 03, 2013


Wolves

My wolves are at me again
Tearing me up
Ripping out my guts
My insides
And people are finally paying for the show.
Bastards.
My blood is black and my heart still beats as it is swallowed whole.
My wolves are choking..
My wolves are still very hungry.
And the next day we repeat the process.
My wolves and I
Eating me up as I watch them eat 
Gladly feeding them forever and ever...

Captain PirateFace

Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Monday, November 25, 2013

Hello y wonderful people! Anybody still with me here? I have not abandoned you all nor have I abandoned Pornography on the radio... Just been off the grid for the last 6 months is all. no net. no phone. no cable. And I have come out with a new understanding of who I am... who Captain PirateFace is... I m a bad motherfucker and I m really starting to like me again... not "Love" but like.. small steps baby small steps.

How can you save me when you can't save yourself?

"nothing can save
you
except
writing.
it keeps the walls
from
failing."

Charles Bukowski