**** smoke cloud

blitzkrieg of the *****

music up loud

come partake if you wanna

singing along voice cracks with the laughing

mind fly's time by no better way to pass it

Harmony like hammer to string,

Only now the tension slips less often than then.

More than that the tension slips to sweeten not fend,

Enuring all that this life has to offer.

Stop ******* stupid people

I know it's easy and fun

But it makes more of them

That's an issue

Lament the fall of consciousness
Curtsy in kind
A dawning grief upon us
The fall of mastered mind

Go home, no phone, slow moans, so so,

So go, no moans, so phone, slow home,

Moans go, so no home, slow phone, so?

I guess ill get to you, when I get to you.

A long awaited meeting set the mood for a dream

Only intrupted by a piercing scream

I never could place how that came to be

Waking up again without you beside me

We walked on stardust and enchanted the sky

Nothing quite as bright as the sparkle in your eyes

Supose that maybe why I never realized

That sparkle was a tear and you were trying not to cry

Now I see it clearly as it's spelled out on the floor

Her blood spilled in cursive

"I don't love you anymore"

To get busy living

Or

Get busy dying

That is the question

My grenades timer the count of my foot

The force and the ark my eyes trace as I aim

My ears here the echo of canter in soot

The carriage in question will go down in flame

I don't like to feel to think

To think the feel has leaned my inkling

To feel my thinkings wreak of feelings

I don't like to feel I think

I don't feel I like to think

When I think I feel like drinking

When I drink I feel like thinking

As I think I feel the meaning

Dreadful pains inside I'm screaming

Stop the feels

Stop the thinking

Stop the hurt

Can't stop the bleeding

Restless eyes can't stop from seeing

Through the tears I have this feeling

I will never be done thinking

Grave the thought of life's toward healing

Faint the itch of scars still reeling

Seems like my thresholds hit a ceiling

Rainy day, lost in the haze

Forgive me the sickness

I'm a little bit blazed

Whats my watch say, quarter past four?

Not like I'm hurried

Just a habit that I keep

Deep in night wile your asleep, in the AM

I think you understand just what I'm sayin

So if your feelin on these shiny Que cards that I'm ah wavein

you may roll over to the vary proposition I'm slangin  

In the AM

See it clearly past the fog my mouth exudes

Not like I hurried I just see the things your tip toeing through

No I'm not worried, I may propose that in fact I'm fairly grounded

A hedonist projecting all the **** you are surrounded by

Indulging in the vacuum created for your wallet by

The ******* that that vary wallet was created by

some dead guy, now his brother son

the CEO who follows by

A formula to keep you wanting up until your slaughtered by

A lifestyle designed by masters simply to keep you all slaves

Bye

Yack **** **** dripping down your chin

Your smile gushing evidence of this your mortal sin

To somehow lack the clarity of mind to note your in

A bukakai and so lucky as to of met your man of sweven

Fandango cartography

Dance of our lives

Verbarxenelasia breast but not thigh

Ruricolist unmentionables off to the side

Blowlamp irradiance, pistil niche guide

Sacerdotal ceremony the cloven hoof of ******* saints  

Intrinsic allegory to despoil trust and heart deflate

Inaudible uproarious potvaliant jingoism schism

Suppurateing deep held fears ungrounded sparks annihilate

Looking for love in all the wrong places.

Hoping you'll find me and take me away from this.

Safe to a place I can't find on my own.

I don't care who you are, in your arms I belong.

I devised a form of torture not in our history books, a shackle is placed at the wrist and bicep holding the arm toward the sky and leaving the body to dangle so that only one but cheek reaches the ground the other arm is shacked to the ground at the wrist about half as far as it can reach, then a tube is placed near the mouth so that it can be bit at and reached with some effort food is blended and feed via a funnel into the tube with little to no warning, done properly the arm may be above a walk way with the funnel for intravenous assess or some other nefarious reasons like tickling or just so they cant see it then they would always wonder where it was especially if you ****** with it now and then....

Sorry if I'm bias to the dip **** quandary.

Stuttering and slurring there, your tongues first time on manual?

Pride to high for your mind to find the time?

Proses now can you see the crowd around?

Intrinsic non aestheticism?

If that means selling your furniture for H

Non sequitur again to make sure your not listening.

Now its just a matter bringing everyone else in on the joke.

She was there but could not hear me

Pain welled up inside

I realised why she was there

My eyes hung heavy but stay wide

She waits her turn with others

I truly start to cry

My whales shake the building

I want us all to die

I scream away the earth

I scream away the sky

I scream away the heavens

A new sun finds my eye

It's warmth is that of comfort

A reassuring embrace

One does not look at the sun

I have seen no face

The earth moved around me

The house I see no more

If this worry isn't for me

Someone better save the *****

Aloof fool toiling on 22s

Torrent in toe

Tangible branchable bearings beset

Animus stagnent infact

Solution in stasis

Compacted it's stable

Refracting the bable

Encoding the tables

Producing the key

Tied her tightly to the table

Elating her with every touch

Camaraderie we found in fable

Games we've played to temper lust

An enigma wrapped in a hard taco shell

Joy is found and joy is had

Never lost and never drab

And you may think that's not so bad

But I think of it as rather sad

Like a child new to hurt

Appalled someone feels different

We live in a brutal world

But pretend harm is distant

Blind to pain or just plain ignorant

Joy is delusional and indignant

Frankly mirth or myth

A content man could do to part

With focusing on long term happiness

Prepared for all the random crapyness

Acknowledging that folks cause havoc

For fun and profit or just because their good at it

As an island, self sufficient

Find happiness and practice dwelling in it.

Maximize but know it's finite.

To be remembered for all time is worthless if you are never understood.

Shoes in hand
Ready to go check the mail
I tried to put keys on my feet
My eyes crossed
Vission blurred and head spinning
I reeled back in my seat
I groped for the arms
I figured "oh that's a bit strange"
I was ready to think only of the keys
I was ready to take on tunnel vision
To avoid the terror of what I'd glimpsed

Last night I walked into the wall
I had turned out the light in my room
Standing on my phone in the dark
For however long it takes
To finish conversations
Turn on some music
Forget orientation

The light from my blinds
In the tired of my mind
Cast on the wall a line
That reminded me of home
Just a step and I'd be there
Must have remember where I'd been
My nose struck textured sheetrock
"What stoped me?"
The usless part of me retorts
Image of the thermostat burned
Itching in my periphery

"Can't we all just get along?"

If you woke up from your chosen torments?

And found my heart?

On your cuting room floor were you left it.

Would you feel shame?

Try to put it back?

Cold rolling fog

Unforgiving scream

Blood spills on the floor

Wake me from this dream

I dreamed I could sing in two notes at once

My heart free to express itself

Words flew from my mouth

Like water over a hill

Putting less jagged shape to feelings

That cut me deep inside

A crowd gathered to hear me

Like a bird inside a zoo

But she was in the audience

It seemed clear that she knew

This was no performance

I hadn't chosen the place or time

Simply a victim of circumstance

With far too much on my mind

learn or die
the end is nye and little did you know
its not the end of what you know but all there is
so soon you'll see that there's a twist
that twist is that you'll see at all
you see the fall of man is carved in sand
washed away like fleeting smells on a summer breeze

Comfortably waiting for war time

An ace the hole for the third team

Father above and Lucy below

Seem hell bent on going toe to toe

Me and mine just watch tho

So once the winners at their weakest

We can march for the throne

Full bore

Life like a serenade

Swooping song of yesterday

Sweet the sting of mortal play

Dancing neath the everglades

My body wants to jump the bullet

But the guns to your head

As your pulling the trigger

She diligently reads every word that I write

Yet she remains silent

As I overanalyze everything

Silence

As I pour out my soul

Silence

As I beg for an answer

Silence

As the world has never been silent

My insides writhe in violence

Yet here I'm sitting

Silent

Cure for the long sick silent planet

Purge of two thirds

Rivers run red

Rise of the once meek disenfranchised masses

Apotheosis epoch of unchecked violence

A war to end all wars

Can't you hear the trumpets sounding

keeps me awake at night starring at my lance

How the **** do they work?

Seriously?

We know if then sure but not why!

Does that not bother anyone?

The hate in my soul

The hate in my soul

Is covered up by the face that you know

So when you see my laugh and you think I'm fine

Know for a fact that inside I'm dieing

I'd act as your maypole
An utterance to stir your soul
Meh day at your whims
Say we have gone riding into the echos even throughout the lowlands

The minstrels bello and promenade
Causing youths to parody
Meh day at your whims
Say we have gone riding into the echos even throughout the lowlands

Within and surrounding the loch
Monoliths reach from the heavens and take root
A parcel yet afore we arrive to bare witness
Honest decades passed now we shall bare witness with joy
In A day meh paramour our party will show and you will know we have arrived at your call

I will burn it into meh mind
The energy of your shape across the horizon
And the heavens beyond
Say we have gone riding into the echos even throughout the lowlands

Within and surrounding the loch
Monoliths reach from the heavens and take root
A parcel yet afore we arrive to bare witness
Honest decades passed now we shall bare witness with joy
In A day mah paramore our party will show and you will know we have arrived at your call

Flowing with nimbus a bird of pray scours midgaurd
Caught in torrents a mariner catches fleeting glimpses of midgaurd
Bird of prey stiring air the torrents becomes untenable

Inch toward shore and grasp it to understand it's only soil
With the potential of our end millenarian revelations come within our grasp
However faced with dread nightmares and the vastness of time

I'd act as your maypole
An utterance to stir your soul
I'd act as your maypole
An utterance to stir your soul

Within and surrounding the loch
Monoliths reach from the heavens and take root
A parcel yet afore we arrive to bare witness

I'd act as your maypole
An utterance to stir your soul
Meh day at your whims
Say we have gone riding into the echos even throughout the lowlands
Within and surrounding the loch
Monoliths reach from the heavens and take root
A parcel yet afore we arrive to bare witness
Honest decades passed now we shall bare witness with joy
In A day meh paramour our party will show and you will know we have arrived at your call

you call me a narcissist

I call you a *****

you call me me greedy

I call you a snitch

you told me you loved me

I called that a lie

you then ran off crying

and found suicide

Crumpet!

Come sit.

Tell me all about it...

Drinking alones for killers, melancholy and alcoholics.

Man trouble? That's sad.

Dad trouble? That's bad.

Real trouble's I'm nabbed?

Too good to be gratis...

Your mother taught you well.

I'm only fun on the Sabbath.

Blinded by big brother's burnings

Bummed about all bummed out

Blithering babblences at brothers

Burying closet bone sets

Bleeding pink, Bonaparte

**** smoke medium scrying wind waves

Bark at the moon like a ****** green knave

Battle calls but no battle found

Brake the silence, breath the ground

It's been awhile but still

I wake up entranced

Stuck on your mannerisms

Locked in a dance with your memory

Like you could pop in any minute for dabs

Sorry my heart is so weak

I wish I could rekindle my inner fire

If only just to call you back into my life

To douse it again

Suspect that certainty

You cut me so deeply

By mistake

In passing

Pain reminds me I'm alive

Wish it would just let me die

Head spins violent ***** spouting

Evil eye pressure builds up pounding

Cracks streak my face from capillary fractures

I choke on three day old eggs and curdled milk

My teeth devolving in stomach acid

As bitter and stringent as anything I can think of

Still not done *******

Hemorrhoid blood dripping sticky

Toilet seat gripping

Not to mention the bathtub

Full of ***** needing washed out

At least my hair is clean...

How do I keep up appearances

When as dreams break

I'm not quite sure what I am

The worst day of the year

To be torn up over another woman

there's a man on a chair in top of a tower

and he sits and he waits as the bricks turn to powder

and he's waiting for a time when its safe to come down

his life and his mind resonates with the sound

of the people blasted people with there hate and there fear

telling him the his brilliance is the devils ways quite clear

and they chase him and they tell him that he'll never get away

but he's hiding in the tower and he needs to find a way

and the chalk on the floor from the equations wiped in vain

make a circle round the tower and it keeps the crowed at bay

so he works to find a meaning and he needs another wake

but the message is priori and the morel is at stake

so he toils on the formula to silence sin and saint

he must prove that there is nothing so that he can see the fate

and as he does the sounds of screaming up and deafen to a raise

and he proves the world is nothing but wave in mind of sage

and he makes a few revisions to the book and sines the page

it was done and he concluded that the world will cleanse in blaze

and proclaims let there be light and then book burns in to place

and to find out what's in side it is the challenge that we face

I dreamed I was pined under a table

Fighting a daemon who had taken my brothers cat

A fleeting moment of sanity struck me and I rebuked it

"In the name of Jesus" in jest

So taken aback it stopped in it's tracks without breath to laugh

I watched it react, retract, and redact

From combat to convent

In mind and in body

The tables had turned

"In the name of the almighty then?" Who's names I've long known

Trying to be modest a feint of a smile I'd shown

With prey before me my heart is quick to be hotted, though

It's eyes locked with with mine in a bleak stare, it nodded...

A visible aura of evil passed from the creature

And If its color was any indication

The demon wasn't all that bad

Echo one, Another hung ansuz games through padishah

Satellite twos, Saplant end master orian's human hellspawn

Pride three kiddy riddlers intro dilemas enthraling inepts

Dabbling in daunting errant

Walks the line of sane and saint

Map's of mice and men immortal

"turmoils end or endless toil?"

Journey's end or genocide.....

Grape melon's Mai-Tai have a taste

frankly I'm baked

naked I pace

scarcely tracing

the ghost of her face

missing the silence I cry on the floor

like the glint in her eyes my tears shine as they pour

Id turn off the light but I can't stand no more

all of the world that I like has just walked out the door