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