Tuesday, October 16, 2018

the first of a long string of days

she said one year. i believe her. so here we go. today started off in the same space i now occupy, her couch. she will eventually move it out and i dread the day. but perhaps i will be less emotionally attached by then. we will see. tonight seems bittersweet in the sense that there is indeed real hope that the future can be bright and what i say i want can be real. that being said, the road ahead seems intimidating standing here looking ahead. faith alone. faith in God, faith in myself, and faith in her. trust two of the three i can easily. the other is what scares. we get what we give. divine econmy of salvation. justice. all is new. this dawn. endless possibilities. again, scary. the what-ifs get me hung up. gotta stay here. not the future nor past. to shift for the long term these changes must last. how little i feel when i size up the task but the alternative isnt an option yet im wanting now, wanting fast. typical thinking that got me here alone wishing things were different nobody hearing me cause im all alone. i can not be negative nows not the time. five things i am thankful for and they may even rhyme they include forgiveness because its really the reason im still here and without it i dont think anyone would ever persevere the second is compassion the kind humanity has cause today i really felt it for that i am glad. third being humility cause im learning it now as i will get nothing less, in that i earned where i am now. fourth thing im thankful for is my children and when they impart little wisdoms making the outward turn within. the fifth is my faith for without it im lost and it reminds me its not me calling shots cause im not really the boss. thats my penance im clean and can go one of two ways. im going to pray now this ends well after 364 more days. i know what my goal is and it seems both imoossible and at same time acheivable. im leaving God in his goodness to let us survive

Monday, October 15, 2018

just fucking kill me

you can call me you know i welcome its not a home without you two here i bask in the sound of silence wishing on a stella her mommy was behind this door or that one but a monster scared her away now im stuck here living with shadows and dismay for my worst fear came true as i self sabatoged as if it meant nothing to let go words and waste moments ill maybe never get to make back times i was the worst enemy to my self i could be hardly myself not at all really not me something wrong up inside mental help needing eye sees no color it left me today alls grey shades of blues having nobody to hear me or share with my mood masks like horror im ghost im so booed you can to my grave bring me floral the arrangement so strange went fast gone like this summer when away i was often so many days lost the number and it was bad when i was crying when i would leave for the week but now its as if i cant eat think or sleep cause the better part of me left my side leaving a hole in my soul as deep as its wide im still bound to you and in love with you darling and when you say you love me too our reunion isnt some far thing. you can ring up my line its not wrong if its right im so sad you are missing im missing you too all alone here tonight

Tuesday, September 11, 2018

most

this time on my hands got me all in my head and id rather feel nothing like wake up and be dead than these sinky feelings of isolation alone all my focus on hearing the sound of ring tones from home im estranged feeling bitter and grey going through robotic motions wasting days when away i feel distance and disconnection from all i truely desire like my flame is a puff of smoke a put out funeral pyre i need saving from myself im worth nothing to my i place all of my value in how much im loved and though wealthy in that way im feeling broke feel no love and im praying that something comes to fix this i hover above myself like a shadow or ghost waiting impatiently to receive a glimmer of light from the one that i love

Tuesday, July 17, 2018

😘 😘 you so sweet

sweet on you. like id rot out my tooths if you let me keep you in my mouth im a goose on the loose honking chasing biting toochies of anyone besides me (or half of me) tries to shake me from your nectar you are my shade tree my lady on days when the heat of the moments away from you blaze heavily on my soul to squeeze you is reason enough to pull through i would juice you and freeze you into popsicles true but i refrain from insane things as these you see im praying till bleeding through the knees cause im so thankful for you never stop if you please

Sunday, July 15, 2018

WayWay

way past late and im up in my zone
when the crib is asleep i aim finally alone
though i hate to feel the lonely
here i am in solace tuned
not ready yet to rest this head
some fine thing waiting in my living-room

this weekend flew by fast this time
the acceleration thing
it seems the older that we get
the faster the current
in which we swim

many fishes
in the seas
but only one of
these
be me
individualistic
sorta see my self
a mystic
all future is tickly
keep myself pro/con
constantly
come
pan young
keeps you
three is
company
into this
na-tur-all-y
uniquity
antiquiet
antiquate
alturistically

craft I
quality
the path i'm on
rather you'd
wanna be
on my
boat-train
time will see
grindingly
machinery
altered beast mode
gradually

truth is
honestly
mine own it
baller g
the only
potentiality
i forsee
highly
statistic
probablity
of robbing the game
grand larson burgality
prob not
problems don't need
prob b dubbed
nightly sir
sword swored
black as night
knightly
hype be
no bull
write right
aristocratic
noble heir
apostrophy
pass the trophy
and the dro please.
Is shaded me,
neath money tree,
eventually,
my destiny?
I guess stay tuned.
Aggressively.



word: playerz

kick with the artists
they all black men
talking real taking action
vigilante like the bat man

how the fuck the ones that get shat on the worst are so versed to the story tellings gifted a curse slur a word on some beat spit the flow with amigos and its good for the soul like it puts light in and glow you go round in a circle venting playing timing message send its fer real when its not just for goofs and pretend time can bend and remembering saids is oft a struggle for its flash like bolt ends like on high zues in mt olympus feel a catch me a blessing talking stupid with my friends

Sunday, July 1, 2018

what you say

be kind to me in conversation.
 im imperfect
and its all i can think of
 in your absence.
its like you are my emissary
i pray there is more good
than negative
going for me
over here
 because im trying baby
 to be a good man
to you.
 i hope you can honestly
 say
that
of me.
 you dont deserve anything less
and i feel like
my life
 is going to be put on the burner
when they
 loosen you up.

Wednesday, June 13, 2018

Johnny Applesaid

making so much sense gunna have to cash it in
got these haters disagree me man im tryin bout a win
when i wake up feelin perfect bitch my vibe is super sized
get the fuck up out my happy meal im eating like im storing
for a winter like a cold night frosty if you think im not real then somewhere u lost me see
im fixing and im mixing up a movement so unstoppable you wont be able to pull me down it all will topple off of me and on to you as i continue busting through like walls are bubble thin man im cereal you can say im tucan sam fruity and im loopy and i rub it in
hold your head under the milk inside your bowl and ruin every meal you were gunna eat so raw unthawed and hot like an oven since i beat it up like scrabled eggs ill leap you frogs like swamps be fed you to the crocs dont step im apple sauce you bitter. unread.

Saturday, May 19, 2018

Jer Ber went where?

met my boy jeremey down the street for a drink
was bored and paid and the house fast asleep
closed it down and casino bound we
Player 1, Jason, Jerry and me
originally post tavern was a three man crew
never met jason before but the man handed us all $20 bills
we all knew what to do
lost jeremey at some point
ebbs and flows
up then down
repeat
the moment at the end
bitter defeat
lost $120
entertained for a stretch
guilty now
money less
from that urge to keep pushing
those buttons to press
that a.t.m.
that wallet i meant to not have
self control lacking
fer real tho
got it bad
thrill seeker
sought that
the rush
gambling
always seems
to get caught up in

chasing the reels
trying to catch
a quick break
a come-up intention
casinos on payday
always
end up
with less
my mistake

Thursday, May 17, 2018

tied up/rant

the eighth circle
reserved for fart suckers
the square root of 154
its like that
anticipitory
spell checked
out

my phone getting in me
technologic take over
maybe its not the Ruskos
perhaps its skynet
learning us
using us

matrix style
reeves
on speed
which one
indeed
super manly

back in time
bill and ted
marty mcfly
hg wells
land of the lost
jetsons flintstones
dc ledgends
timecop
infinity wars

listing names of time travel movies
waiting on a check to clear
waiting like wondering if some strange happens to chance me
im wondering about my son and why is mother doesnt answer me
beein trying to make it here and abroad
tonight was a mixture of old and new a progress and regression of old things which are also new my man jerry pure protein pro skis like the swiss his cheese sands are quick sand trapping hungry hobos in melty bliss but he draws them in chalk in prisons with lines and the centipede is all vampire infestiside like dracula


Wednesday, May 16, 2018

Scotty???

demanding shrubbery
roro to the resxue
may bugs early
but big non-the-less
tough mfers
do they see colors?
no se

great neighborhood
mexican presidential
hope he not get popped
el chappo
chopped

21 bad
thing going on
all i do
is listen
swan song

dont say they never warned us
chose we are
in sane
selfish justificationarians
lifes a casino
r u game

up insane
going round not down sun
moon inhabitationary
get chew
sum
beam me up

Monday, May 14, 2018

Toy Stories

immediate gratification society
too add wont read all this
i dont even want to write
this fucking shit

i was in between
the internet and not
and i forget
i forgot

what was different
when google couldnt say
when the map and street sign
lost now fade away

techno
illogic
ix mfers
computter till dead

outsourced our brains
use computidoras instead
dead mushy space
tween closed off ears

where does this lead us
backwards
buzzed
lightyears

Sunday, May 6, 2018

ween us

press the fucking buttons on the screen
it escapes me
the time spent dulling the masses
we do this to ourselves

instead ill zone
ill neglect
ill squander
loose with life
lose this fight

its all in my head
never cant it be
distance
space inbetween
hide seek
unseen

telemiscomunications
shut up about it
settle down
please
these in mes
meanies

free me
free me
get me out of this
feeling
blackness
creeping in
elbow room

Tuesday, May 1, 2018

tuesday in iowa

so far not a lot of action
took a long nap while it rained this morning
its been now two hours and no production
the time click ticks on
the money is being accumulated
regardless
i miss my madame
my girl miles away
i think back now
to all those times i didnt appreciate
what was there
i want to take her
to know her
biblically

Thursday, April 26, 2018

Dellz

family circus caravan
cars and vans piled 
with kids and stuffs
stuffed like teddys
passing through
Ripon 
mother of the republicans
fuckers

we got this beautiful
mess of overlapping
relations
overtaking retaliations
with combination vacations

ships passing
got it
a pirate
I patch
we patch
patch and repatch
boots and booties
see
how?
it can be

tooty horns own
fruity juice
sweetness
heart y
going down
smoothie


Saturday, April 21, 2018

THE Final: Chapter House

With Lion Strength he pushed forward, not anything was left laying hidden, no waiting this year for the keys. Nothing sleeping needing to be unlocked deep down in the dungeon of this mind castle.
He was Icarus and was happiest out here away from the nest and with an invocation of Heavenly Wisdom he at once knew not to too fly too closely. Un-bowed string. Theory.
The sun was out above the storm. He felt a tinge in his upper lip. Left side. He was smiling.
He remembered to breathe. Center. Not react on instinct. Instead he strategized.
He would lay a trap.

Friday, April 20, 2018

P.Revere

evasive actions
they caught us
off guard
the battle is over
it never got started
so ill
prep air
dead you
deaf
late
hid
in vain
the act
shun
dis
a vow
from here
wanted
come 
out


straight on till morning

tug of war in my soul seemingly as of late im not sure where to be so i limbo hesistate and just get crashed around like a post-battled-ship-wrecked-deckhand clinging to a wooden piece of left over exploded pirate ship in never land these croc infested waters are luxury void and im exposed to the deep blue water where employed to survive im drifting along thinking back to the point where it started to go wrong

Saturday, April 14, 2018

re: enforcement camp

Russo/China weather warfare up here oh my cow dont leave home without hammer sickle and plow. white dawn down on us buried alive if they attacked elsewhere we would be unable to supply.

Snowden

stranded here at johnnys crib
waiting for the ride he will give
snow boulders line the escape
wonder how long digging out will take
he wanted me to help with the trim
agreed like a pal now stuck im with him
i dont think id be so much stressing
save i left my weed so now im wrestling
this boredom kills me its got me pacing
sleeping house tippy toe time wasting
jamming to tunes my cure for cray
blizzard tundra snow storm so i stay
put me to sleep to pass the time
locked-up-abroad as convicted o' crime



Monday, April 9, 2018

Crystal Meth

im saying
jam in out
crystal meth
sold my star craft
used to short change
drivers thru
at mc d'$
ronald got burgled hams
pigs
war on
drug
out
desert
drought

dont come back
round here
no more
never

wanted to jump
off the boat
swim away
to run into the ancient
hot foot
all sands
of time ive got some
to write
unwrong
to untwist like a yo yo
im comin back
four more

Sunday, April 8, 2018

White

retro acting like i used to hear
the songs let those fuckers in deep
open me up to that awesome feel good

feels too good thats where i get lost
new new old old future present gift
unfolded time space travel way

to kick it here with my bay at my feet
babys on fire hot while cold eye sickel
red dawn with rising son gone wild iversons

Ancient Aliens

lavish hotels
backdrop
Earth
flat indeed
from space
but only because half the air flow
got to your brain
zero
gravitational fated to burn tho
cause you snorted a condom
and got an abortion
latex blocks all oh too
on the right side
lodged into your shhh? nah...zuh monstroll
plus the pod u ate is kicking in
tide
all
stranger things
deludge?
purify?
send dem
angels
mercy death hope
send em all
this shit is bull
matted door
standing tall
come to collect
shits past due
feel the heating
so do you

Saturday, April 7, 2018

Coitus Potus

get trumped
his granddaddy was a PIMP
Legit.
sex for money.
capital
then the lands
back door deals
knowing the tricks
trading secrets
selling ass in alaska
hard up
log jammin
the American
women really do rule
so its like a woman put him there
women
counting stacks
from gold seeking men
who send home checks
but spend the dollars
on carnal pleasures
too

Wednesday, March 28, 2018

STAY FAR AWAY FROM CASINO ON PAY DAY

feel that?
nxt time is on me
we have good chemistry there tho.
if we stick to our guns we ok
and no beer.
unless we change from one casino to the nxt.
en route we can burn nd stop fer
one
1.
there are 3 gb Oneida casinos.
pre game, then 2 intermissions.
then a post game recap.

we need a port able device we can put our money into and lock us out of it.
i have a safe....
and if u have a portable one
we could trade keys
and each intermission we re eval.
stick to our 🔫 s
ration appropriation
with the knowledge
we gotta leave left overs
for the yet-to-come

Thursday, March 22, 2018

stayed up

so i drug his ass out
guilted him hard
says hes lonely
but howard hughs tendencies

the house is asleeping
its quiet and now
the silent is too empty
waits to be filled by sounds that stir

still awake here
full days having lately
time fly-bye
still try i escape seen

the man owns the day
the night warriors fight
cant explain not sleeping
instead i sit here writing

baby cries shatters calm
then the questions begin
what are you doing
and why aren't you sleeping?
living life
me doing i
in the dark
whats it to you
i dare not reply
so i cede the day and nestle deflected
tomorrow will never wait nor die


Wednesday, March 21, 2018

US vs Dems

they want him to step down
nobody likes Hill Rod Clint
but shes obv no quitter
killing his cred softly
the dirt on her
not to mention
demo this craptastic
the noble ones get shot
in their faces
or heads
and we are left with this
not suprised
the game felt rigged in '16
feels rigged more now
they want him to fail
fucking haters

Tyrantisaurapuddy

daddy day
diaper bag tote-er-ing
naps are calms
between storms
of guess why im upset
usually easy to diagnose
something about that cry
its primordal
blood curls
make her stop
instinct
nature is nurture
glad i dad
didnt have to birth her
ouch
got it easy
fortunate fool
cant not step up
father
no tool

shed light bulbing
flower pot bloom
fixed up
overhaul
was broken
now just broke
self depending
impending
sonic phonic
bada baby fadda
bingo
im getter got this
bout to black out
bottle boom
cleaning up
brought a broom
which ill stick
in corners like mice
magic like a wizard is
i spell it out
write books on kids
piget shit im pops like quiz
know the flow surprise
high vis
able to express
i type
home depot like
with words i write
got hardware for days
screwed on
dees vices 
getting hammered
wrenching guts
eye sockets
sawed out
gorilla glue
ape shit
needles
noses
voltage
nuts
im pliars
grasping
for straws
in the air
best be a crafty man
buyer beware
goo be gone
sticky situations
learning lessons
tested on patience
practice not perfect
go up then back down
err like a human
no king
crown
more clown
than regal
more Gollum
than shmeigle
given the choice
picking lesser
than two evils

Saturday, March 17, 2018

bo peep

too fucking late
not enough sleep
not enough hours
not enough light
the grind calls
im stretching this one out not giving this day up
not without a fight
never stopped
full force
kicking names
taking ass
26 hours gone
in the books
if i dont get sleep
tomorrow is shot

Thursday, March 15, 2018

meh...

the practice is necessary because although i understand it to be shit its important to force it fuck where it goes as long as its out there is this sort of mystery here flowing freely on this cell phone at times its like it just takes control the world is truely fucked up as i listen in the backround of syria. i dont want an audience some times. the truth is hidden somehow in here the key to my salvation because it gets really overwhelming at times but just typing these rambles makes me feel like i have some purpose or something because it feels good like drugs when i do it and i can look at it and sometimes i impress myself and some days i regret my candor but i have had this vice since i was a student and profoundly enough i am

prelude

like a wine
or a scotch fine
cheese or a fart
or a fine piece of art
that gets better the older it gets
so it is with humble pie
after it sets
in this funky town
GB represent
lakes up interior
kim clark kent
all else inferior
i get better the older i get
supposed to kick oldschool
still a bit wet



scissor hands

more than this
destined to feel better
shouldnt be a battle
bout to boil kettle
black on black darkness
consuming me daily
need a change of pace
venue sucks betrayed me
somehow lost myself
forgot just who i is
money grabbing hoarding
getting out the biz
dollar signs for eyeballs
fuck this war this peace
rather flip a burger
than fry more greed is grease

im not a cog
but its def machine
got me shutting off

being mean
forgetting human
man itty
moses come back
break me free

bondage sexless
still a whore
economic
whats it for
days dont matter
unless day is pay
this worlds gone mad
crayola gray grey cray
so dull so robot
made of tin
heartless also
sinking in
quick as sand
hours like glass
tinted cant see
bottled my last
life is forced
months days and years
cut the fate strings
watch fall like tears
sheer will is power
sever per severe
roar cause i be mountain lion
not a fuckin' buck o' deer

Monday, March 12, 2018

fish sandwiches fer days

prone
too snapping
get worked up
shit shouldn't fade me
guess it dont
feel no guilt
principals
got em
in the right
fuck not
not never
back down
go all night
into morning
fade to black
im beast
care o whack
fuck a jaw up
try to say this
ill explain it
when im famous
fuck a cred tho
i am nada
cept a daddy
baby fodda
ask em all tho
moms included
i dant tawk shit
no diluted
this that true shit
more than plenty
spread it out tho
feed dat crowd yo

get fucked bitch

frustration
!
FDB
man....
censorship

this shit gets hard
biting my tongue
swan pond scum

captain need a planet
habit have it grab that
anything getting done

wearing thin
patience escapes me
lay waste filthy

crudded up
gunk n stuff
huff puff wolf in me

little pigs
fuck your house
listen not with your mouth

pressed lips
service smile
wily cyote croc u dial out

ignoramos
dumb ass shit
too much satisfaction quit

listen better
open ears
AIDies pasthis gay-ass shit

Sunday, March 11, 2018

XpeerI'mint

trying something new right now
i hope its to my liking
for since i can remember writing
its likened to that saying said
the one about memory and biking

its more than me i cant say how
it comes on fast as lightning
best i type as if fighting
not over till its read
shell-shocked post ufo sighting

can i keep this up for too much longer
a streaking flash handle panned
big dip-id ursa major man
feelin' million dollars worthy
feet in the clouds head in the sand

with this i could sing make somber
haps high ripped a bong cant stand
sleepy eyes lieutenant dan
space legs demolition derby sturdy
pharoah hot need slaves so fanned





Saturday, March 10, 2018

TrixRabbi

some one,
Peter Pan
or
Geoffrey
take me away
i dont want to grow up
big and tall
giraffey
stretching so high
im touching
this guise
dis guy is
pa
arty
y?
cause
i got none
rebel
without one
'cept God
accept God
except God

this mask
naked guilt
fig suit
newton's law
witch one
abra
cadavers
jacobian
climb in
latter
day saints
night terrors
curse never
all swear words

back back
fourth force
TIME caps all
vainy
course corse
given praise
nun
due
sit in silence
deaf inate

ramble Rambo
first Blood pt.II
cupid stupid
arrows
true
sacred Heart
Whole
we
now
love in thy self
then the thou
E.T.
art in heaven
Hal odes
names
many facets
all the same
says

pick your
poise on
be pre
paired
angelic friendship
fear not
dont be
dont be
wont be
scared
afore yore
esp es aired
spared

sacred scripts
speaks that
lasting lass
on
truths beyond
present
past passed on
future also
cant be sure
can only say
if we endure

im home tonight
kitchen standing
venting without
understanding
caught this flow
out to smoke
april fools
on Easter this year
you are foolish
is that a joke?

Wednesday, March 7, 2018

Gumshoe Humanos

swing and cry it out with birdy noises and swaddle did trick
many ways to skin a kitty
mr bigglesworth
no whammys

i cant wait to bring her lil ass to a park n shit
weather
new zoo

i made corn tortilla quesadilla with 🔥 sauce from t bell. no meat tho

carnivorous me
should a been a dino
ya know

the loud steps of an upstairs neighbor like thunderstorm raining on my parade
fak
omg. its the fucking old man

i went with kiddos to c if christian wanted jugar futbol and he was blitzted mid sun afternoon...

think hes an alcho dayside
how dont u loose ur shit
this mfer just concrete shoe pacing
WTF

Saturday, March 3, 2018

breakfast in head

these kids gotta eat
i want to retreat
feeling bummed
back street
ally
way downtown
this fuckinging train
stale
in hell
unprayerful
dispairful
feel werewolf
beastly
sick six six
minutes are awful
anger displaced
God give me a waffle

ten cents

work in
stuck at this train
going literally bat shit
guanno
insane
ace?
in a hole
self induced
the train has now stopped
no movement
im glad
my busted ass whip
aint no body
ive got time
its mine
fight with my lady
shes cooler than i
in this rut
perhaps will die
fumes from this car
might put me out
sleep off forever

Sunday, February 25, 2018

D day

might be dying
bleeding in my head
really though
already dead
died alone
i so late
wonderful day to die
should have put my armor on
im a goner. its been fun. now its done
my regrets outlisting things i did good i put the out in outstanding could should i would have been wiser had i known when it would end im thinking it might not matter either we are who we is God has His plan what am i but His biz


le bus

these stupid seasons
they piss me off
going through periods
of depression:
it sucks feeling miserable guilty and wretched. my here is my now and its struggle bus plenty hard chugging up the mountain when its
lost
my train of thought is up in choo choo smoke i feel dirty like coal is going coo coo cashew nuts causing these looney lines ignore them i do this for myself i esteem my
gone again
what the hey
doing now
cramping up
miss my peeps
refuse to sleep.
im dwelling
tomorrow
yester and today
im cursing myself
im alone
feel away
far away
like its lonely
woe is me repeating myself profanity
questions of wanting im wanting its true think its maybe insanity is catching in to me like knick ole sins im joking and flying over nests johnny is here poking his head through the bathroom horrid
wandering maze labyrinth threw eye jargon begging for forgive are my favorite people all gone? for good im trapped here the present
my hands going numb im ignorant signals sin flick conflict con flix simplistic nic cage kurt russel tare ire im hustle wheres bustle

>1tidal

¡HAIL! y tu? THE Griffin. smotes, rows my boat. so hot. holy smokes. i like. i could drag on...  with her. i am. smitten. bad. gone

saves
a wretch
like me

she told me
"shut your dirty mouth"
God, i love her

my girl
my unifying
she completes me

in sign
waves and language
my moon

she pulls me
like im the sea
aquarian

shes two fish
im half a loaf
bread to me

manna
best thing
homie slice

ninja drinks
watered
down

to fuck
in her im
stuck

so struck
zeus lightning
shocks me like an electric eel

feel me?
you better
when world gets cold
she is my sweater

take off your pants
and jacket
mans hot
wanna be with her every where
too much of her
theres not
such a thing
is Heaven
sent down
fuck a clown shes anti frown
no makeup
no faker
shes legit
100 percent
my baby
she maker
stellar
fine as Heller
im deaf blind and mute
shes most beautiful
more than words
lock the door
to the cellar
twisted up
tore
NATO
wiz
im in awes
califate with the wisdom
gives me pause
ya know?
nothing
we equal
she balancing
equations
mathmatical
we magical
alchemy
making rainbows
pots of gold
they're after we
lucky each other
charms





Wednesday, February 21, 2018

Reno Saw II

habitual forming post to my blog
im a barkin at moons
101
barking dogs
calling all angels
here me when doves cry
only one man
but the moon
meets your eyes like amore
fingernails
fashion
able
as if
late
clueless like batgirl
bruce wayne
player Haitian
shit whole
turds
this fish's ass from
bastards
marshall like the math
it matters
even essence
utterances

Tuesday, February 20, 2018

Wurd Woe Are 3

felt feel humble scared guilty on edge tip toe unsure of the climate im busy with it goes in phases of resting and action im feeling fat lately much to diss satisfaction never gayronteed wear weather fowl jyst in cased gear pope mobile bat cave wild child robin bird cages from hoods like ace what a tu tu king tut petting zoo mummies risen licked in prisons on display speaking gibbrish if you tie the to a bed and feather their feet they are ticklish world wars now hear the sound trump its blare here we go hope you right with all mighty cause its not tv show some fucking gawl and get right and get activation its evil vs the souls of us grab your rosary and sword shive or be timbers batt el you stay shuns

Monday, February 19, 2018

shit pile

so i caved and scrounged change like a kid and can did i purchase the thing im a slave to in forms that various ways come into me a mockery of me make the vessles of addiction im stuck in this place where my facts are in fiction listen not and hear not the words here for now im plowed under turned under milked out no cow udder dry im up tossed and turned out when will it let up what am i even talking about if i dont how can you know what the fuck this all means im just rambling and it soothes me my mood phasing it seems extreme low im reversing so ive got some rehearsing faking smiles sunny dials say times up same shit different piles

frostbiteme

killing time now feel like my wants are self serving highlighted by self scorn well i am so well deserving swerving lane hopping frogger trying not to get smoked till i yearn for a hit im a fiend till i croak not ok this is not joy im so damn displeased like im broke and somehow broken atlas world im on knee sees the day imagined brighter ness loch theres no proof glimpse it gone quantum mechcanic proton one man aloof

good luck

oddy yawn since when sit kay men shun mean aim tall yore fremen ease into it tive lesure et sall ittle bet we are die noah la ta dos peep el justice saur lue card er than they got under knot gun a seat no nawt sea it a tall

wake to thirst (damo knight)

wanna quest quit my job and take a risk and sober off the nicotine and weed and be clean till least october when i get like this all down and pussy feeling emotionally drained and depleted im prone to reset start all over control alt want to delete it purge the old the bad a cleanse and never back look again lest stoned to tuned i gaze cast on the past that games no fun to play forward only pressed for time but moment are all we have i know in the now but how often how how often indeed dost thou forget to remember thoughts like these path of leaf river forest rain and thunder with the trembling cold damp night in the wild hunger scared never ending somehow lost left out here think i ran away and wandered now i cant find my way so i pray hachet paulson lay asunder not a peep doze to sleep sun beams come lighter day

know ba dee

ugly in my head this anger is cycling fuckings stress me outings demons wresting no resting too wicked too bent out of shape tingles my finangies when waking and resting the devil red yes likes to poke when down trodden feeling hopeless and useless the smallest things hardest unexplained missing understood soure of unknowing me in turn ill full o phantom pains in my ass like a fart stinks the most like im poisoned gassed up like a motor explode out exhaused pipe dreams are sweet like candy neclaces and children earfuls of laughter it fleets me flys way way far from where i is isnt where i am supposed off the track train me rail me back on want to be far away from my optimal days numbered past prime

Sunday, February 11, 2018

wasnt it yesterday?

God bless America. home of the nuclear family. best system ever. not! also: pre marital unprotected sex can lead to children whose parents resent them for being adults that wont amount to shit. mud in their fathers eyes. when asked about at social gatherings its best to just avoid acknowleging existance. thorn in the side out of sight not of mine. neither of the ones who made you giving fucks they dont care enough to try bigger better new past lives allergic to the consequences of latter days their accusations cloud up high miles sky miles cant make time frequent mcfly take me back to the future for much needed deathbed apologizes

Sunday, January 21, 2018

reading rainbow

tighter ship but not mr mackey style too tight tied we wearing that retro futuristic modern biz shiz robo talk back camera fed cloud 9.0 upgraded tailor fit make a projection of a lesson light beams all the worlds a backboard when you live on creative imagination tune in get that station jump aboard loco motion shuttle leaves at noon today too to the moon and back round trip the koolades cold and the dots they dip... ... ...

Friday, January 19, 2018

traf ybaB

got this lady legs on which om texting and she probably care less about my sentimentessing for the child asleep in the room very next has assumed as she should then rule of our nestled snugly inside herbswaddle straight jacket each sound she makes stirs me im ready for action for too long far too long has she slept as i wake ive a feeling short lived is this wake in this place paranoia deep stabbing into the heart through the gut that the sleeper will wake and throw the world into fuss hall smells awfully load from my last vistiation guarding calms in the storm surely things get real dicy im poised to retreat when she stirs from that slumber no doubt roused by the fart creating impressive baby made thunders

dipshithole

the appreciation is more abundantt in my mind to be sure voicing only negativity via want but needs beyond met im being self like me my selfish shelf it dude old and played out jerry act trick pony not one but many international got lots loads plenty of this all day why not off topic done forgut whunt eye taught lips lisping if reading loud must be you out there no punctuation free associating here let be know that tonight friend moe happened pass and we rhymed over beats got laughs that lasted longer in those moments than in many comitting that shit to permanent memory  remember we what want where were yall even seasons change leap ahead to the fall back in time in the future each moment grasp as passes man im feeling slowage now smoothing out bbb"