Friday, April 27, 2012

A Merry Kin

Fated fatigued
Be mine
Over time
I might be too strung out
Too thinned out stretchedt
Arm strong
Hard
They know
Money
Im over
Drafted
Blast
Did I plan ahead
Rather things never said
Escape
I fled
I flee
This circus
Work this
Berserk is
The way
I live
My
Count tree
Tis of thee

Sunday, April 8, 2012

sandpaper

sacramental
extra-mental
even easter wont shed enough light
even Christ cant set things right
not yet at least
burdened we beast
not births nor deaths nor changing season
going on so long cant remember the reason
whats you name?
whos your daddy?
rich would he love me?
i cant take itall the time
cant we fake it
half the time
i can take it
ill be fine
i can shake it
most the time
no one showed me what it means to live
tell it to me slowly
tell me what?
i really want to know
is it time?
whens my season?
need loving.
continually snuffed
mistreated
its rough
i grit till im gums
it adds up to great sums
sums of doubt
less myself
undefined
lacking wealth
what am i?
wasted space?
not capitalized
lower cased
they say the tortoise
wins the race
perhaps im just
slower paced
so in the mean time
i get mean time?
till you deem mine
worth esteem
kindly remind
me of the crime
guilty me
im
stuck in rewind
left questioning why 'm
wasting these lines

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Sweet the sound

you the fuckin best
baby you the best
you the best i ever
had
i a dozen lives to live
this twelve times twelve
is the one id chose.
clues: 
shades of blue the sky
has many
but the number of hues
displayed forever,
though many,
are not enough plenty
to number the times daily
i ponder bout gaily
bout how you inutterably amaze me.
the grace of God
lead thee to me
verse a- me to thee
I thank Him three times
Holy trinity
to bless me the father of your son
your spirit is the goodest
although presently pregnant
you've already won
the mother of the millenium award
all competition is forever out-scored
Lord have mercy.
you're a fox
and i hound you.
sniffed you out
you fill the hole in my soul
am eternally bound to you
if you were a cloud
i would bring the ground to you
and now like the moon
is bound to the earth
my every revolves around you
you give my life worth.
the stars aligned in the heavens
and like a wise man i have found you
and find you stellar, amazing,
i want to astound you.
you are out of this world
if i was a dumb bell
in your hand id be curled
you are atlas strong
in my eyes can't do wrong
and i ring like clockwork to tell world
this boy is wow that girl-ed
for all time you got me
like a flash here you seent'it
my heart jumped into your pocket
do with it what you see fit

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Ketchup

eager anticipation, new chapter's beginning
hoping this period ends with us winning
records record and history repeats
asses of crowds rustle in seats
reflectively yesterday's dastardly deeds
feed fires consuming, self serving needs
sophomoric, a rascal, obliviously carefree
motions for nothing, a bag in the breeze
doubly a dog dangerously doing all dares
ignoring advice,
dismissing yall asses
as naysayers

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Hath-deady

 >>>>>>>>!<<<<<<<<
now and then
i think of when
we were
together
we were happy
oh so happy
could have died
lived for myself
so selfishly
lived a lie
spoke false comfortably
but that was someone
that i so want not to
wont remember

when addicted
nothings certain
'cept the sadness
living daily
to an end
always an end
the way we lived
just did not make sense
lets make certain
that it stays past tense
and count our blessings
that that part is dead and over

i didnt mean to stoop
so low
hurt you badly
treating you like you were nothing

still you never ceased to show me love
when i turned into a stranger
and that means so much

that part of me is over now
somethings different
always something
that i hadnt found

i guess we needed room to grow
time to become somebody
like you used to know

now and then
i think
of all the times
i screwed you over
having you
believing
it was
always something
you had done
you dont have to live that way
had you crying on the day to day
im truely sorry
that i hope you know
i can tell you
but i suppose its something
time will have to show

yes you were right to cut me off
collect the records
crunch the numbers
and get to know yourself

you never ceased to show me love
when i turned into a stranger
and that means so much

no i didnt mean to stoop so low
i hurt you badly
and didnt notice just how lost i was

that part of me is over now
and i can be somebody
like you used to know

Thursday, January 12, 2012

getit

inspired by those who are on their game
undetered and undisturbed by the demons
black they plauge me and disrupt me
dream a little dream a future bright
artistic altruistic i cant ballistic
this sickness addiction leaves me
behind me the past runs fast in my head
leaving clouds of regret and sorrow
in debt to the master of slaves the enemy
what once was a crutch gives me a purpose
i purpose a toast to the dont anymores
i raise a glass half empty and realize
half full of myself is not the way to be
no longer me im about to explode

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

OMGFML

this oral fixation has got me pacing like a not so fast but leading none-the-less car while my nerve endings are on my ass like caution flagged eager racers just dying for the go ahead is it all in my head or am i living a life of a doomed to be dead forever man stuck as a slave to phillip the more in my pocket cowboy killing man because obviously uncle sam allows the scam and my mouth can fall off and my jaw can eat itself away and you could pull out countless lungs and ring the tar like sham wow towels with deathly darkest tar and you could talk like a robot into a box like a robot in a smokey bar but nobody notices that the choice was never ever a realistic endeavor rather a hooked for life loop hole slot machine lever that is monstrously clever

Monday, December 5, 2011

Matthew 15:27

Young Americans
we are we are
the youth
imagination:

podded
appeasers
spacebook-myface
twits and tweeters
trails of trash
in walled street parks
reciprocal dispose able
stay inside after dark
two can't
uncle sam
fruit loops
yes we am
a crowd? please,
you're not neo-post modern
a candle in the windy city
jumping on whats caught on
not even medieval
weaseled by evil
into thinking true
a sleep over will do
but they wont even allow you
to occupy the public space
they know you're afraid
of another
kent state
they the masters
you the bait
you'll swallow the hook
they patiently wait
getting jerked around
like a tricky dick
no robin hoods
just poor and sick
just crooked crooks
that babble like brooks
we pawns
they the rooks
super powers
full on selves
writing our history
melting ice shelves
devouring liberty
no justice at all
we begging for crumbles
if they allow them to fall
down to we dogs
as they feast our souls
burning to ashes
and we are the coals
we fall asleep
to their lies
this is their banquet
they cover our eyes
with a security blanket
Tienanmen square tank it
we bend at their will
bout time we break it
unclose-able market
they drive the sports car
they pull up we park it
they run while we crawl
displaced in this place
just rats in a race
self imprisoned
self encased
our freedom?
they bank it
painfully stabbing
into heart stake it
they net us
till worthless
bottomless
their purse is
filling their bellies
not showing nor telling
yet we eagerly buy
whatever they're selling
we rent out their dwelling
greed's thirst we're quelling
all for the their rush
at a closing bell's ring
its bull shit
you know
they reap
while we sow
still plowing
we their fields
dreams buried 'neath
their surplusing yeilds
peasants unite
now's feudally realistic
these not clever words
I'm not pessimistic
this world's not pretend
it is time to defend
our own futures they lend
return what they send
they make us their slaves
it is time to make waves
rock lets the boat
come out of your caves

theirs not a hand that is the slightest bit helping
rather it brings fear and anticipational yelping

even a dog will beg for master's table scraps
and learn to accept the brutalizing attacks

yet hand that feeds the starving soon bleeds
because only so long is this leash that it leads