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Rape

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The Future

GOD DAMN JESUS WAS RIGHT
ABOUT WHAT I DON'T REALLY KNOW
HOWEVER,
SOMEONE ELSE WAS RIGHT TOO
FRANK HERBERT
THE MACHINES
I know, again with the machines, and whats this? Playful prose I suppose that no one will remember or cares to know that this chaos in theory is super juxtaposed unto our entire being don't you real eyes?
What has gone on here?
NFC power of blue angles in the endzone. No need post poned. Eat right and take care of yourself. Miles above the Austin localization mad observation he's it ation. O bomb a nation.
Re tail i Hatian. Basket case full of broken baisins stolen from the cellar door.
Basement.
Falling out of shelter shook upon a tree whist napping took I looked but saw not what thought I, twas not lightning in the sky but thunder pounded the country side and my thoughts immensed with not yet bride oh thime and alabaster grown a ecoplantation regressive Sobo.
O so slow the days they passed and never thought twould never last and Huckles and berries on vine did grow as on the river listened to flow of water never ceasing smooth it easing snakely pretty groves and now what route but flood create the bombs that drop and hillside rape.

GOD

see right through you any hour
i wont sooth your pain
i wont ease your strain
youll be waiting in vain
i have nothing for you to gain
just in time
in there i place
where have i placed my ace
i must sooth the pain
i must ease this strain
no more waiting in vain
nothing from this to gain
failing every forward my gaze
just in time
in there i placed
suddenly emerging with grace???????????????????????
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ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
failing
never
forward
my
gaze
SUDDENLY
EMERGENT
WITH GRACE
failing
ever
forward
my
fayte
grace of

take a bow

THE GAG IS ON ME.
FOOL TO THINK
I MISSED IT
FUCKED IT UP
AGAIN
GOT KOCKY?
KROTCH ROCK ME
SOCK ME
FROG POCKS ME
WISH MYSELF
DEFILED
QUARTERED
FLAYED ALIVE
STARVED LIKE JESUS
BASKING IN THE SUN
I HIT MYSELF IN THE HEAD SO HARD I MADE MY OWN EARS RING TODAY
TO MY DISMAY I DID NOT LAY DOWN DEAD WHERE I WAS I AM UNDEAD
RISE ABOVE WHAT? CANT IT BE THAT IT WAS ALL SO SIMPLE THE GOOD
OLD DAYS THAT WILL NEVER BE IS THE PAST JUST SOME FANTASY THAT
I FIND MYSELF TRYING TO LIVE UP TO BEFORE AND ITS NEVER THAT GOOD
AFTER A WHILE THE MEMORIES WILL BE ALL THAT ARE LEFT IN MY HEAD
ITS LIKE SHEENA SAID WHEN I SPIED I WILL AS SHE SO QUAINTLY PUT
"be one of those guys who dies alone and spends his life feeling sorry for himself"
i had an idea that she was right but i guess i put too much faith into myself and not
enough in God because I swear he gave me a chance and i pissed it away because
i take an inch and take a lightyear and i manifest what i lacked as a child because
for some reason or another not enough times of mine had smiles and i wisked away
in busts of glee and at night my own voice was the only thing for me to hear in the cold
and loud hot quiet summer nights where i lay in my father's second hand room once removed
from his version of my stephanie but he had a heads up and strong family ties now the economy
has been stripped of the lies only one bastard child, I, had he to support doubt he like i now had
such constant want to contort and suffacate with a noose round my neck and watch dead as somebody comes in to inspect why Ryan wasnt anywhere to be found today and they all will wonder and then want to say that the good in us all is there inside his casket and that pushed pulled and torn up he oft not flipped but grass sits still minds and rhymes only pass times between the torment inside of my soul for the lack of understanding and the will once and for all to be happy upon my own bodies way yet my mind makes me mention that even the bread makes one act upon influences not really known so i cant fault myself for i feel fine while im stoned wish now i in Rome way back in the day for Id get stoned to death for saying what i say this free society they call it is a jungle as sinclair says and i can certainly see what he visioned in his head what is read is whats said in an unconcious way and impossible is it for me to ever say what i dont say, this way off into a different wave flow is the only best possible way that i know not to end all the madness i live everyday tragic is becoming this so called life play

de feat

zj
zombie insomni omni bomb me
there are balls of molten lava
that as if my life were a video
jeux sans frontier game over
reset push the button but
dont touch that dial to be
or not to be continued
like sands in the hour
glass slippers cinders
hell a frozen over red
mars rover send aman
do u copy GODSTOPME

faith

i just realized you are right
you are lucky
not me though
not chose can't complain
will though
waco me up
lego and eggo
ergo my ego
id be a sham
to waste this
no place
missed
per insistance
persist can`t
stop
lost
exponentially
crosst
christ

dear

z lights
crossed up
silent films caught in space
waiting
all ways
computer paced
her heart
raced
walk through my door
eyesorey
morningloryless
dissmisstieieio
animals
farmed
peasant surfdumb
pair of plumbs
peter paul gabriel
save we all
order tall

Leo Ness

humming tunes of wonderment and im bewildered at my prediciment there is now here no way to convey that my stiff forever is here to stay and i am gay as you may very well be aware of by now because nobody asked but still i tell that i am so in love with this girl by my side that she roars in my heart with lioness pride my ride be striding my smile be widing time abiding we be briding i groom my main she squeezes me to weezing until she stops midst to search the sun for she sneezing the breezing wind blows the savannan sunset and like that i feel for her every ticking sec

Any given

it is Stalingrad cold out there
warming myself against you prep air
i know you no wanna be awakey today
but there is world to explore. its you my lady

Uno one can D-cleat
pocket poised 4 no defeat
sock less I. you like to feel feet
sans you i emptily in-come-de-plete

-ed. tackle this day like
tis sunday & we da Pack
delaying this game stuck in da sack
if i were a gun you would be my gun rack

we conjoined sleepy seamed
each a necessity to this winning team
is a common cause and common dreams
so lets trot the globe spotting scenes like beams

lasery blinding multiplying vibes
the world our canvas we so artists
sleeping us now opportunities missed
waking you now best of ways: through kiss

wish i all days like this
it is time to rise now fair miss
to a shotgun gun shot hot of bliss.
weaponized we with Stiff-Ryno-ness

RE: Parting

the memory remains he will be on our shoulders helping like atlas us moving boulders the older we get the more sense the advice that was given makes more sense i sense in a sense that there is no such thing as past tense only a repeating return from came we whence i miss him too bro and its never too late no not repetitious to state that Paul you were a man great living as still you are late we are running behind you but will see you in the big ride in the sky on some not yet date until then we wait.  balls to the walls. God deals our fate on a scale. life is a gambling game. a big pool of existence. cue. you are forever an 8/8. turn it sideways that's infinity over one. forever. i guess its all how you look at it. from what i can see with my back facing third eye is you are a heart kick starter. bittersweet sorrow reflecting your departure.

$hAMErica

broken into this world and im breaking it down
broken in to that i can attest this is all that i detest
digesting that the ones who got it right the first time are
digesting all my dollars because they are on top. So far.
this pyramid scheme is just that; a dream where no eye sees
this is no team, are no i's save a 'we.' a player of the game
capital is um....wheez... neh. not the best way sorry to say
capitalize on the fee bill hey? but they are not your prey. Pray.
but god wont hear you when you have a mouthful glutton
but the devil will fill you with the greed that ironically seemingly
consumes your very being. no gains. no purgatory. surprise!
consumers of life they recycle decay thrice more by day. Lies.
morbid to watch and be the whisperer watching those dogs
more bids for contracts to monopolize upon they high rise
gone past go and no such thing as slow you know. $200
gone and going to run this vessel dry you see lets be 300
wrestle who though? the crew has gone mad like hatters
rest will settle them something has to. so lets take back
what is right fully ours. Glory! Blessed be the Stripes and Stars
what is free? not we. instead in a wood shed behind our own bars
shame

Fawreweightless

gone on adventures without me but i am along with you
errands that have your eyes squinting and im hinting that
every single moment that i am without you my mind is on
you running past and future scenarios that are mostly my
idealistic and paranoid sickness fantasies but they cannot
compare to actuality because there have been moments
in time that capture my essence and define to me what it
is to be alive and what love is. i miss you and will continue
two

2011

Shut it down like a computer these manic machines are running away with our dreams
Everything on this Earth is so digital dirty bitten twice lies as the human cries i despise
Like Franky said lets do it right yea bon voyage joe shmoez we all be our country?
Privy thee to see bastards past the manure pastures of heaped bull shit high on they sit
Too legit to quit hey hey? Live longer if you display the final act of this play instead of this suspense that has been in past tense past tense im living in mother fucking tents and mangers for Christ's sake? Keeping safe not locked up yet but someone is controlling the minds of the masses and they are becoming slower than lard and milled asses these donkey dicked pricks are still past due for licks and licks but how many will it take to get to the tootsie roll center that we are all just dying to know and no longer do we want to wait we want to bite that shit and taste the sweet sweet ness that is eternal bliss in cased in this hard outer shell of Resistance im past persistence and only have i meet resistance resistance