“Dreams Within Nightmares”

(Click Pics To Enlarge) These are some works form Ramble Co. that you can use for your zine or blog! They are meant to be read color by color, with each individual shade making its own complete idea, and then all together at the end- combining each independent thought into one whole poem! Awesome right? I love these little poems, be sure to tag @ramblecorecords or @haunting.you on insta if you use them!!!

 

Long Sought Rest - "Negative Space"

the road less traveled is the only road
when you've got no home
you're just wandering
make a blood offering to my sadness
cos somehow i'm still standing
existence is a trespass
degraded, our bodies are passed out
like a pamphlet on 12 steps to recovery
my brain is worn out, it rots with insecurity
my words have no agency,
i have no fucking identity
i'm not okay, but it's okay
i just can't stay
i'm going somewhere
i don't know, it don't matter
but moving, to me, is the only thing that matters
would you pick up your phone
and tell me everything's gonna be all right
tell me that lie
the voices inside my head
yeah the voices inside my head
are telling me i should be dead
they're telling me i should be dead
well, i just try to tell them day after day after day
to wait till tomorrow
well, i'm just trying to get through another day, another 40 hours
sometimes the last resort's the only way of getting any power
oh, i'm not okay, but it's okay
i just can't stay
i'm going somewhere
i don't know, it don't matter
but moving, to me, is the only thing that matters
would you pick up your phone
and tell me everything's gonna be all right
tell me that lie
for too long, things have been the same
i've been in the same place too long to be sane
got a fear of missing out, i'm always thinking of checking out

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Cousin Boneless - "Point of You"

 Everybody's got soapboxes in their back pockets

Umbilical links to power sockets

Acting so shocked at the slow progress of their causes

As if virtual words could descend like rockets

Identity age has given way to wage slaves that crave the stage

Construct them from the confines of an online cage

The only book you reads a feed on a screen filled with meaningless drivel

Your brain lies shriveled

All these glass house stone throwing saints

Every acquaintance a prophet self proclaimed

If Sisyphus gets sick of this his mission will be stolen

Throwin' hissy fits and sippin' fifths it get our own ball rollin'

Sissies piss in the abyss thinkin' this is how we get growin'

The seeds of our beliefs finally feigning fruition

Siftin' through the symptoms searchin' for human conditions

But the cancer surrounds

No answer is found

No stance is profound

Just dance to the loudest sound

What we got's monotony

Rottin' for monopoly

Zombies of technology

Trottin' towards the top of the

Cliff but we miss the whole point of view

This shit is a diss on the whole point of

Jonas Goon-Face

Check out Jonas Goon Face on Tumblr. Loads of awesome material on the site. There are info links there. Contact him if you have an idea for some album art or want some comic illustrations/commissions done, he will make you something awesome. This amazing artist agreed to share his art on zinepool, so if you use an image in your own zine or share on your site- link back to the tumblr and contafct info!

Blackbird Raum - "Rubicon Drawn"

I've been trying to tell you 

This is just the lag time 

Waiting for the other shoe to drop When do we draw the line? 

Where do we draw the line? 

When do we draw the line? • If not when the river's dry 

I'd like to burn off the hat and mustache of the clown • Who runs the show

The illusionist and the whisperer • Presiding over cardboard cityscapes

When do we draw the line? • Where do we draw the line? 

When do we draw the line? • If not when the river's dry 

The storm is just a sheet just a sheet of tin • The grain is eggshells 

This is not music • It's doomy fanfare 

It's just bloodless • Escape artists 

Well I'm not one • Rubicon drawn

If not when the oceans die • If not when the river's dry 

Where do we draw the line? • When do we draw the line? 

Where do we draw the line? • It's just bloodless 

Escape artists • Well I'm not one Rubicon drawn