Thursday, June 4, 2015

I believe in teeth
I believe in chatter
I believe in meat
I believe in platter
I believe in pee
I believe in bladder

Sunday, December 4, 2011

whore occupying wall street covered in horse shit

Lipid layer organ slayer
I'm a cokenosed dope fiend hoping most for this host
eloping cantalope, stretching wide smile throat into a ghost
the same bullshit preaching choir, an achy head and gutwrenching ass
better hold fucking still, hold sharp for glass, i've cut a skincoat for less
you're a bless, godsend for the Hell you'll cause later, alligator
are you wild? crocodile, dial a phone, lend a throne, got a bone to pick out of you
well who, would screw, everyone you love it's you

Friday, November 4, 2011

comebacksoon

Unabridge fridge wallowing stinge
whispering wind comprehend term friend
lingering exchanges deprived ranges truncated exhilirated
Intoxicating rind solo sympathetic find all of our time in mind

indicative diction, conditional miction

Groupthink, onebrain, banktank, she's hive sex
I'm mindset on sticking checks in uninvolved wrecks
Open relative destinations and correlations
Establishing the blanks of drawn out science
I am all ears on passive phrases, conjunctive hazes
Dislodged and embargoed, a bar code for subjunctive subjectivity
I hope for the sake of friction I don't feel this
I wish for the chance of rain that this won't stick
I'm waiting by telephones that no one received the call
I'm closing down this sanctuary so no one perceives the wall
Outer space, in your face, and revolutionary, visionarily bare
I'm so out of clothing placed in weary, blurry  fur
Step outside and asphyxiate all lines, i'm choking bait
Secret bromide life, special chloride lamp, a champ

It's the road less broken, She has spoken
Killing kilter and caustic shelter
Holographic hangover, to wish to be
The suggestion of suggesting
The gesture of gesturing
A Front door for escaping, a back door for raping
We roll our hands into empty lands
I'm all out of lives and out of plans
A Final boss battle, holistic cattle
A word burns in my turn, a favor whole
There are not minotaurs or mini-scores
There are no batlike gods or demi-whores

Insurgent feelings of urgent peeling, emergent property
Operation overtaken, shaking awaken jerks for liberal quirks
I am as vulgar as a vulture need the dead to survive, i've arrived
I am as blunt as this side of dank, that kind of stank you feel me?
Contrarily contrived, a statistic derived of oblique knives
Obligated to breathe but only holding lungs for losing lines
Secret wives saving lives with pornographic pantylines
and landmines confined to serpentine, whine or dine

Breaking solitary, enlightenment aligned, i'm fine, that's spinal
Hallucinogenocidal, your bridal, a shower most upheaving
I'm believing a liar who's dedicatedly deceiving
Open prayer book for spying leaks, wikispeak, figuratively literal collateral
solifer slier silver and slivering sulphur, guts incased to a poem
let your role play out in the phone, call, it's a ball we're brawling
it was a blast, made it first to a definite lastcall, she hopes i'm in knots it's just not... shiiiit, it's such a bitch when your stitches itch and finches flock

Neuropharmonarcotic

These compounds, impound clot, expedient and pediatric, the tolerance involved, a puzzle solved,i am absolved, all my loves, a dirty book, a ruthless hook, a bitter tooth and lips soothe, suite talk, proper walk, you better balk, a follow full, almost fool, a suited tool for better mules, if you put the heroine in your stomach, catch the plane before the pain, before you pay, a last hope in a successful play, uplifting gusto from garden Gestapo, home depot deployment, i'm surfing wars for flower pores, i'm sifting seeds from parasitic sarcastic spores, innovative and invasive, i'm all abrasive and Freemasonic, boom ionic, a reaction in which i never should've banked, Planks constant, speed of light faucet, wetworks fast, i need some tears for all these whores, some beers i did my chores, shafting swores, empty shores she's broken doors i'm a batcave enclaved and ready to rave and rant a hole in your head, better dead than in my bed i always read

Thursday, November 3, 2011

Feel Free (Ain't Me)

Abandonment issues all tissues separating thin its paper skin
Transdermal vaginal meth you sniff it and blow it coke it
Capping the bottle on tab like milk building bony stones
Less of your life left alone to the throne on a crow stowing prone
to the panic you're manic and awaiting no hesitation the first guess
come to your mouth head out and a blonde for the road
man she's a tone deaf bit of guts to bypass, we're ok living in glass
Tu boca esta loca, chupa en la coca, macuma regresa a Polka
Mad en spanish, i am the radishes, harvesting furious pheasants
I'm a peasant and you're freezant, catastrophic catalyst and cooling agent
Copper form is folding fast in acetic base, embrace
Automatic fallacy, Phallus free, flee into sexual kingdoms
Sit atop animal lust and pride, freeze dried and laid to the side
she's my shotty new ride, shoddy kitchens in a speeding stride
trunkin drunks and drunken trunks, sitting pretty witty
Mark happiness off the calender like a holiday, a hide away
Consciously conscience, all times placed aside, a ride
Social awareness, rising methods psychological biochemically
Taste inside a tongue forbid from ever knowing
In the face of gods long forgotten, it's all rotten. Taste the mana.