Thursday, October 29, 2020

adam's family

 as bad as i get

an absolute 

obsolete

more than frozen

no motions

pure emotion

laying in my bed

waiting for nothing

getting it 

effortlessly

my destiny 

is left

not right

the best of me 

somewhere else

festering

im saying uncle

giving in 

tapped out



Sunday, October 25, 2020

pardon me

 is it time yet? 

can we go

want you 

to be there 

with you

is that wrong

right now?

can i have you

can you take me

back to mine?

can i take you yet

am i home now?

impatiently waiting

cause shes a dime

a tenderoni 

a PYT 

like M.J.

she moves

got her

grooves

back 

and forth

and fifth 

and sixth

i reckon 

im a wreck

buzzin like a

because:

shes a force

to be with

got a dark side

sorta this 

mind tricks

sithness

hot like fever

im infected with

this sickness

bewitched 

spelling it out

like this is

as if 

she was witness

to my written

on a star 

wish 

list

shes about it

and i 

cant deny 

there is no 

resistance

gotta player 

words with 

displaying

crumbling 

fumbling

gotta stay 

cool 

and smooth 

like a criminal

shes in my head

subliminal

primal 

carnal

pleasures 

of the flesh

looking good 

in fish net

thinking bout 

nothing but 

the cumming

bliss

im a mess 

im a sinner

i must confess





accidentally in there

she signals me

she said so

i got the nod

the light is green 

like fresh 

wet 

sod




Wednesday, October 21, 2020

braun co.

 nobody calling me

hitting up my line 

im alone 

and really lonely

no credit 

no car

no card 

in decline

what to say 

but woe is me


spent im 

spend i 

days doing not a thing

nothing 

no remorse

no motive

not unlike a corpse

wasting life away

guess i never outgrowed it

dont even see the kids no more

have nothing for them anyway

ive let myself get so far gone

dismanteled 

without pleasantries

im lost in life

eveyone knows it

i can tell 

they can see 

so what good is bluffing

for the broken 

man like me,

its a no. 

its not. 


hello!

im not heroic

so i pray for thee 

to stay far away


im a black hole

self sustaining

all but empty now

what once was

full of promise

rising high 

like the moon

bursting at the seams

now im def deflated

fucking myself 

over and over

on the reg

like a chronic masterbater

as for me?

honestly,

who would want this mess?

nobody, no one, 

im stress

baggage is too heavy

too much to give your best


unwilling to move

scared like a crow

im cowardly 

aint no lyin'

refusing to choose 

frozen in fear 

my hands 

are all but folded 

cant go get it

cause i dont try 

i dont buy it

never now

never then 

never willing

decay enable

im mustang fenced in

im running round in circles

unstabled and un-able

enough 

i quit

im at a loss

im lost 

none lesser 

im a loser

i forfiet 

dont wake me 

the world is better when im not around 

i used to figure 

id figure it out

now im afraid 

ill never be happy

if u catch me fucking up

you have my permission to slap me







sublime

 took this trip no garden grove

smells like weed in this tweaker pad

this aint no fun keyed up lets party

got $5 and lots to unload

this shit is real this time 

if you only knew all the fun i dont have

its hard to find my soul its on the ground

its you!

its that shit thats comin soon

whats that smell its fucking bad

its your head buried under the sand

pretending im in a shitty band

estranged from my mom and dad

living like this makes me sad

saying im happy? well im not

finding out im all i got

all these things i do

the chances i blew

extra extra

 play it cool? 

shit yea right, be fallin in love in the middle of the night

night one white boy swagga and sly

emotional train wreck 

habits has i 

better not get tangled in these spider webs deep in my closet

when you telling me your name i already forgot it

shotty under pillow cause im scared of my dreams

money dollars bills and getting rich quick schemes


true talk real shit not speaking out my ass

step to the plate batter up im the screwball comin in 

im the screwball comin in

better duck (or talk that walk)

yea this screwball comin in

sorry that you saw me yet? 

screw loose 

screw lose

bitch im comin' in


mama raised no fool?

shit i wish, been perfecting fucking up and wreckin shit since day one

im a knight son, that delRyno guy

rosary left hand right holds my 9 

 tarot reading beween the lines 

im high

better not forget about me when im starving for attention

when you forget to fan my flames i turn into a catastrophe

Jesus on my necklace cause im never on my knees

mo' money, less problems steady prayin for so come correct or get off my team 


true talk 

real shit not speaking out mass asses

step to us its batter up the screwballs comin in 

we the screwballs comin in

better duck (or talk that walk)

yea the screwballs comin in

some will never get this, yet some will get it...(again and again)

screw you losers

fuck your boss

bitch we comin' in

Monday, October 5, 2020

Purr y nuh (Lion Chow)

 imma love from a distance if you continue to diss miss so dont dismiss this persistance get with this feels good feels different

Thursday, August 27, 2020

say say say

 all this feeding back

black and blue lives

catching each other

by toe tags

me outside

how bout dat?

ekg lines

earthly flat

all under the sun

raisins and grapes 

con's and cop's

wrath

citizen kane

enabled 

unstable

stay in 

no  escape 

in cape

inable




Tuesday, August 25, 2020

land o'

censoring myself and its getting me upside-down 

eveyone wants to rule the world

have cake

zeros and twos 

vision getting blurry

like the camera showing the gun

the election already in question 

no winner 

we are done

the expiriment is over

no freedom 

in the speeches

entire terms 

trying to impeach this

has gotten so rotten

preachers speak less

no crowds 

no addresses

not sure anymore

bout states 

bout unions

looking to runes

hidden in ruins 

smoke signals

pyre plumes

sudden like doom

blue as lagoons

red and white

lunacy stay tuned


Sunday, July 26, 2020

Alzheimer-proof


Musix 
in my ear,
in my dome,
in my soul,
in my bones,
on my 2phones. 

In hurricane winds,
with a tornado inbound,
whilst traveling abroad,
or in your home-town.
In stormy or fair weather,
it matters not a bit,
that shit has the power
to put you in a fit. 

Sublime or chaotic,
what you get is past legit.
The truth,
transcending all
language 
and culture.
Hitting the virgin
the same as the adulterer.

Whether 
working out,
or sitting still.
Sad
or in the zone.
Sober
or stoned,
youngster 
or grown,
the music speaks
truth.

When with friends,
family, strangers,
or most especially 
when all alone...
For here 
or to-go...

Drums
beating,
fast-like 
heart-
chords pulling,
beating
faster.
Repeating.

Repeating.
Never competing
but never
completing.
Sense of impending.
Anticipatory
&angelic-ishhhhhhhh,

Kind 
of like stings
more
like trumpets 
heralding.
Beautiful disaster.

Be it lulling,
auf wiedersehen-ick
dub-step, 
or ending with a gong,

slo-mo...
or a siren's song.
Negativity-deaf
feeding,
not defeating
eating.

We hear and adhere.
Get into it and we go. 
Again and again, 
over rainbows 
and under seas.
It gets inside 
like a disease.

Use we our ears 
to be shown
with pleasure 
without saying please.

Indeed 
music 
moves us,
as if we 
have been 
hardwired.

it would seem.
Born suggestion prone
to do what it deems.

Dance is medicine.
Singing can be too.

It took me 
far
too 
long
to
realize
these are 
the real eyes.

The connections
between 
the soundtrack 
of 
my life
and 
my actions.

How it has 
always 
been
the deciding,
that nudge.
The code that cracks.
when my heart 
feels lack.

That thing.

Known not,

no-named.

In fact
or in fiction
intuition 
submission.
Can't not.
Just.
Listen....

Life itself,
lacking music,
becomes a chore
a bore, but
add a radio 
into the mix
it ignites your 
insides.

Ask for 
an encore,
excites  'em
up sum,
if only
fer a bit. 
The good ones bite.
They grab. 
Stab and slap

It links
my memories
to the seasons 
of my life.

Its the songs
you dance to
when you wed 
her
for love of life
makes you
remember that
night,
she in white.
.
First memory shit,
like mom is over crib.
Immortal 
they are timeless,
bring us joy
like when
we was kids-ing. 

Ourselves 
the ways we
were 
and all
ways
is.
Are.
and will be.

reminding us we are alive 
its the jam you needed to hear
when the piles of shit are up to your nostrils
its the rainbow 

when courting 
its the thing you initially
connect and build upon
the right advice 
you need like that 
Canadian chick's iconic ironic

songs to sing along to
to fall asleep to 
to fuck to 
to buck up to
and say fuck it 
up too late to too