A BLACK DEVILS TONGUE ROLLS OUT BEFORE ME
HISSING, LICKING, FLAMING & SPITTING

I'M ON THE RUN FROM THE DEMON INSIDE ME
GRINDING WINDING CHURNING AND BURNING

A SCREAMING BULLET TEARS FROM HELLS OWN KEEP
THUNDER QUAKES OF LAUGHTER FROM THE BELLY OF THE BEAST

A BLACK DEVILS TONGUE ROLLS OUT BEFORE ME
HISSING, LICKING, FLAMING & SPITTING

I'M ON THE RUN FROM THE EVIL INSIDE ME
GRINDING WINDING CHURNING AND BURNING

A STREAK OF LIGHTNING BOLT BLISTERING THE EARTH
TREMBLING AND SHAKING LOOSE OF HELLS OWN HEARTH

MUSCULAR SKELETAL CONTORTING
BODY BRACED IS FORCING
SPITTIN SPARKS GRINDIN' WHEELS
KICKIN' FAST AT THE DEVIL'S HEELS

FLIRTING WITH PSYCHOSIS
THIS MADNESS TAKES 'A' HOLD
I'M DRIPPIN' SWEAT
GRIPPIN A SPINNIN' WHEEL
GRINDIN' SPARKS AT THE DEVIL'S HEELS

I'M DRIPPIN' WET
MINDS BLEEDING
THIS MADNESS TAKES A HOLD

I'M GRIPPIN' HARD
ON A SPINNIN' WHEEL
KNUCKLES WHITE ICY COLD

I'M GRIPPIN' WET
MINDS BLEEDING
THIS MADNESS TAKES MY SOUL

I'M DRIPPIN' SWEAT
GRIPPIN' A SPINNIN' WHEEL
SPITTIN' SPARKS
ON THE DEVIL'S HEELS

I'M DRIPPIN' SWEAT
MINDS BLEEDING
THIS MADNESS TAKES A HOLD

I'M DRIPPIN' SWEAT
GRIPPIN' A SPINNIN' WHEEL
WAITIN' FOR THE DEATH KNELL PEEL

A BLACK DEVILS TONGUE ROLLS OUT BEFORE ME
HISSING, LICKING, FLAMING & SPITTING

I'M ON THE RUN FROM THE DEMON INSIDE ME
GRINDING WINDING CHURNING AND BURNING

A SCREAMING BULLET TEARS FROM HELLS OWN KEEP
THUNDER QUAKES OF LAUGHTER FROM THE BELLY OF THE BEAST

A BLACK DEVILS TONGUE ROLLS OUT BEFORE ME
HISSING, LICKING, FLAMING & SPITTING

I'M ON THE RUN FROM THE EVIL INSIDE ME
GRINDING WINDING CHURNING AND BURNING

THIS RUPTURED CHASM ERUPTS SPLINTERING THE HEAP
WILDFIRE SPITTING FROM INFERNAL DEEP

MUSCULAR SKELETAL CONTORTING
BODY BRACED IS FORCING
SPITTIN SPARKS GRINDIN' WHEELS
KICKIN' FAST AT THE DEVIL'S HEELS

FLIRTING WITH PSYCHOSIS
THIS MADNESS TAKES 'A' HOLD
I'M DRIPPIN' SWEAT
GRIPPIN A SPINNIN' WHEEL
GRINDIN' SPARKS AT THE DEVIL'S HEELS

I'M DRIPPIN' WET
MINDS BLEEDING
THIS MADNESS TAKES A HOLD

I'M GRIPPIN' HARD
ON A SPINNIN' WHEEL
KNUCKLES WHITE ICY COLD

I'M GRIPPIN' WET
MINDS BLEEDING
THIS MADNESS TAKES MY SOUL

I'M DRIPPIN' SWEAT
GRIPPIN' A SPINNIN' WHEEL
SPITTIN' SPARKS
ON THE DEVIL'S HEELS

I'M DRIPPIN' SWEAT
MINDS BLEEDING
THIS MADNESS TAKES A HOLD

I'M DRIPPIN' SWEAT
GRIPPIN' A SPINNIN' WHEEL
WAITIN' FOR THE DEATH KNELL PEEL

THESE DARK WINGS
SPREAD OVER MY HORIZON
REIGN IN EVIL
REIGN IN FREEDOM
REIGN IN HELL

THESE RIVERS RUN WITH BLOOD
FLOWING TO THE FLOOD

THESE RIVERS RUN WITH BLOOD
FLOWING TO THE FLOOD


FROM THE GNASHING TEETH OF THE JAWS OF HELL
RASPING GASPING SEETHING AND BREATHING

MOVING FASTER THAN THE TOLL OF THAT FATEFUL BELL
WREAK CRAKE SHREIKS AND SHAKES THE HEATH

WINDIN' DOWN THAT STEEP SLIDE
SLIPPERY *****
LANDSCAPE
RACING
THROUGH
MY
MIND

WINDIN' DOWN THAT SLIPPERY *****
LANDSLIDE
RACING
THROUGH
MY
MIND

WINDIN' DOWN THAT STEEP SIDE
SLIPPERY *****
BLACK TRACKS
RACING
THROUGH
MY
MIND

mind frozen
  
                body tense

I keep telling myself that I care about spiritual growth

but **** it all to hell
        
                    i want to be close in the biblical sense

somewhere there's bumpin' and grindin' happening this very minute.

intimacy intimacy, i tell myself

feel my feelings

i've been numb to my ****** feelings

i get all this, but sometimes ****** thoughts and feeling hit me so hard.
                         i don't know what to do with them, they just mess up my head.

i want serenity.

        i want peace.

              i want some wisdom in all this.

i am not a monk.  
    i do not want to be celibate,
                                            but **** I don't want to be overwhelmed either.


For now I am embracing my *** crazed thoughts, but not acting on them.

                i am more than my thoughts and feelings.

                                                  i am.

hot
volcanic
spewing volcanic ash over the

toilet

that cheesy bean burrito wasnt a good idea

hot springs
sooth my buttox

so does
the
brown
family

there are 17 glorious children
4 old wives
and one balding man

we call
god

master

father

***



POOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP



(rap voice)
kody brown is comin to town
wanting to turn his frown
upside down

lookin for da kids
lookin for da girls
lookin for an ice cream truck for da swirl

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh


b a b y l o n

babylon tigger thats where ill always ben


success every plate

my last name was christ

grindin dreams

one

pun


smoe quest
ever1

connely

receeding forehead

meadows of lava spewing fro m my a s s








PEACE



####################

Ladi J strong back 2 ballin
Out here grindin harder than a crack head tryna get that rock
Degree on my mind
Forward track to my masters to master this game of gettin into a human mind
Foreplay to the release of pleasurable success
I will not have a mess on my hands
Yeah I gotta plan
Ladi J virtuous back 2 ballin
Got it lost it got it now I'm back 2 ballin
Ha ha I'm not tryna be like wale
I'm jus tryna say that I have a one track mind
Not tryna gain riches but give people the riches of having their sanity
No fantasy
Tryna make it a reality
So lemme get back 2 ballin

It's coming up from under
Grappling me pulling heartstrings
Yanking me down to

Dance, dance baby!
C'mon lets go crazy, it's our night tonight!
Put your hands in the air
In the air

It's coming up to tear into my guts
I can feel its eyes on me
A scarlet beam of light lined up on my

Throw your hands in the air!
Drank, drank drank drank drank
Pour it up
Ooh c'mon baby

Errybody.
Come and look
Errybody.
It's gettin hot in this club
Errybody.
Grab a body get jumpin'!
Errybody.
Don't stop grindin'

Heavy mechanical breathing
It's so close
I'm

It's got a hold on me
This dancefloor is a romantic dream
Let's keep the party goin'!
Tonight is still livin'
Tonight is still livin'
Tonight

Snarling fangs out now
It's ontop of

I’m ‘bout to work my fire *** to ice
No need to guess, baby, or roll the dice
I pray like “dolla dolla make me holla”
That’s how I build it up with every caller
Ain’t no one’s gonna motivate your ***
You’re either sweatin’ or you get no sass
I earn them dollars just to stack them good
I don’t mind grindin’ as I know I should
I works from Monday straight to Friday night
Pick up the calls, fill up the tickets right
Here I acknowledge your sincere applause
Don’t touch my money with your ghetto paws
I’m way much flyer than the God’s big curse
If you can’t handle it then call a nurse
I came to work it down, Lord is my witness
Yeah, I gon’ slay like it’s nobody’s business

I can’t even think to myself anymore, without you comin’ right to my mind.
I’ve gone past the brink, into Hell – shut the door, an’ I’m wonderin’ never to find:
That ignorant bliss that I once so adored, when your sweet face had never been shown.
That brilliant abyss of my world without war an’ my ease with the ebb of its flow.

My pilot is burnin' but I am upturned now, I’m pushin’ the pressure I pull.
My stallin’ an’ swirlin’s a sight for the girl that I’m only at leisure to love.
It’s gotten to grindin’ an’ strikin’ like lightnin’, my heart is as happy as hurt.
I’m often invitin’, enticin’ a likin’, but we’re always back wastin’ words.

But like a bad dream that becomes as you seen it, I’m all but there breathin’ the air.
It’s such a long scene an’ it’s runnin’ on me an’ I’m fallin’ here rattlin’ my worth.
She’s all nature to me, the one shape of beauty, a harp an’ its pillows of string.
The everythin’ through me, her face in the room as an angel that carries a sting.

Lost in the eyes that I ache to revise, I find peace with the play of the light.
Tossed into tides about feelin’ alive, an’ of stealin’ her into the night.
But I’m at a loss, I’m at every mans end, growin’ older than anythin’ can.
She’s all that I’ve got, an’ I have to pretend that she just isn’t holdin’ his hand.

I always recognize my mistakes
Guess u can Call me Captin hinesight.
I’m stayin in this fight.
Gotta take myself 2 new Heights.

I stay on mental flights.
Grindin everyday and night.
Trynna find out how I can get a piece of the good life.

But it seems I’m always on the wrong end of the stick.
So much defeat in my life
Starting to make me sick.
But I won’t quit and can’t complain bc I’ll feel like a *****.
I just **** it up keep my head up and build my dream brick by brick.

Grindin'
With the cogs
In Moloch
When we could be diving for pearls

Work and pay taxes get lucky and might make millionaire caches if you step on enough of the masses
A public school fairytale in other words a classic

A degree only guarantees an inquiry
Into the job market not the key to a home as history taught it
We need an audit on who making the real profit, cause the the deposit is getting microscopic
While Garfield’s constantly getting dividends, I’m barely making ends, so when does the dream begin?

Got clips telling me to keep “grindin”
The more you hustle, the more you’ll be buyin
Skip the ad, back to the methodology on how to win at poverty when your effort considered second round, should have gone lottery


Itemize your body for somebody’s hobby, you can’t frown in a five-star lobby
Orchestrate the take from another families plate but when I bankroll too great
the feds wanna play Drake like the family matters to them outside election dates

Turn my life into a stalker dream, and access me via a stream cause I need more green
Even with the increase, the pain doesn’t cease now I’m looking for a new release
Fill the void in my account with mental health taking the mound, at full count
I can’t miss or end up on a “Where are they now?” playlist

I grew up a coward who went through fighting
Scattering her own future with petty insecurities
Could never relate to the "too cool" youth
Too busy bumpin and grindin, hiding their crying
"Too cool" to feel, I could never relate
Because I simply cannot seal my emotions
My emotions constantly get the best of me
I could go from crying to laughing in a matter of 1, 2, 3
Growing up with a gift so unique
It could only be seen within me
Turning my pain into ink
The ink representing my sorrows
I learned to turn feeling into art
Because pain is the greatest form of art there is
A great way to cope and heal
A great way to recover and feel
A way to let it out in a way so beautiful it just might give you hope for the brighter side of things

I be stuck in my ways,
all of the homies that I know they be grindin for days.

Pulling up in that coupe,
driving through the metric system through dark and light in the city.

Ni**as swear they rent me,
calling a chick for therapy,
Callers be sizing me up, popping me off.
******* be knockin me off,
when they betta run me up my money.

Its coming alive.
I'm not ashamed of me.
Straight clowning, silly *** could be.


They said, Silly rabbit, tricks are for magicians.

Abracadabra! Now you see me, now you don't.
Its coming alive. You know that ***** coming alive.
****** be talkin all that noise, issa vibe.
ro ro I'm  dolph. topping me off.
migrate to my inner circle like the petals of a lotus flower expanding through the mist of troubles like a diamond emerged in a cave of darkness.
still watch me shine, because I'm coming alive.

its amazing to visualize the dreams that I had are now my reality.
one minute I'm riding through the rural fields as a little black girl curious about the world. ****! wowla! now I'm hot, because the God is in me.

Blazin through galaxies,
passin blunts by.
smokes up in the air.
growling for success, like the hair standing up on a bear.
got on my knees and I press to sky .
no matter what you hold head uphigh.
evolving. rotating.
as the Saturn rings,
knocking for success

Been havin sports car dreams
Ridin in a Volvo blowin steam
Livin the creme de la creme

Till I wake up to the nightmare
Tired of wakin and bein poor here
Gotta sleep dream of somewhere
Somewhere... Somewhere...

Man, somewhere else is where I wanna be
Another reachin for green like my fool gatsby
Every comedown letdown settledown got me empty
Theres a fog of smoke from the green i burn where I be?
And who was it that I be? Had to have been somebody

Been slowly dyin workin nine to five
How long can I last maybe nine or five  
Dont know if I got the pay needed to live
Gotta get this pay if I wanna live

Takin a stride lost in the forest lookin for somewhere to apply
Then again might just burn the forest float on a smoky sky

I'm livin this life and struggling against the current currently
I'm workin this job struggling weekly concurrently for currency
Grindin my life away gonna end up passing away silently
Wanna burn fast and hard a pyre burning brilliantly

But im just slow burnin embers no fuel for the fire
Gotta get some more need someone to send me a wire
These burnin embers are goin out the light gettin dimmer
Drownin in darkness no I've never been a good swimmer
No food in the pantry man im gettin ****** thinner
Keep competin for the prize but never been a winner
Cant win the rigged matches unless I become a sinner
Gotta be criminal just to get myself some dinner
Still beleive I can make it though the deluded dreamer

Gotta try and make it live my fantasy
Or die locked in a penitentiary
For the crime of chasin my rhapsody
Probably just end up another casualty

Been havin’ sports car dreams
Ridin’ in a Volvo, blowin’ steam
Livin’ the crème de la crème

Till I wake up to the nightmare
Tired of wakin’ up poor, I swear
Gotta sleep, dream of somewhere
Somewhere… somewhere…

Man, somewhere else is where I wanna be
Reachin’ for green like my fool Gatsby
Every comedown, letdown, settledown leaves me empty
A fog of smoke from the green I burn, who do I be?
And who was it that I be? Had to have been somebody

Been slowly dyin’, workin’ nine to five
How long can I last? Maybe nine or five
Don’t know if I got the pay needed to live
Gotta get this bread if I wanna live

Takin’ a stride, lost in the forest, lookin’ for somewhere to apply
Then again, might just burn the forest, float on a smoky sky

I’m livin’ this life, strugglin’ against the current, currently
Workin’ this job, strugglin’ weekly, concurrently for currency
Grindin’ my life away, gonna end up passin’ away silently
Wanna burn fast and hard, a pyre burnin’ brilliantly

But I’m just slow-burnin’ embers, no fuel for the fire
Gotta get some more, need someone to send me a wire
These burnin’ embers are goin’ out, the light’s gettin’ dimmer
Drownin’ in darkness—never been a good swimmer
No food in the pantry, man, I’m gettin’ ******’ thinner
Keep competin’ for the prize, but never been a winner
Can’t win the rigged matches unless I become a sinner
Gotta be criminal just to get myself some dinner
Still believe I can make it—call me the deluded dreamer

Gotta try and make it, live my fantasy
Or die locked in a penitentiary
For the crime of chasin’ my rhapsody
Probably just end up another casualty

The Secret Miles
2024 Lutsen 29er, for those who know….

We started beneath skies pretending to shine,
Wheels spinning forward, all feeling fine—
But the woods had a different tale to tell,
One of mud, of water, of slipping through hell.

Thirty long miles, deep in the trees,
Water so high it soaked past our knees,
Chain grindin’, brakes cryin’, grit in our teeth,
And still more climbin’ just waitin’ beneath.

There’s a silence in suffering no crowd can hear,
No cowbell cheers echo back here,
Just you, your bike, and the voice in your head,
Asking, “Why?” while you pedal instead.

We laughed through the muck, ’cause crying felt cheap,
We pushed when the trail got too cruelly steep,
We found strange joy in the cold and the grime—
A bond born quiet, outside of time.

The finish line glistened—clean, serene—
Set on Superior Golf Course, trimmed and green,
People clapped, handed out drinks with pride,
But they didn’t know what we left back inside.

They didn’t see the falls, the spats,
The jokes we cracked soaked through like rats,
They didn’t feel the weight we hauled,
Or how the forest, for hours, stalled.

But you knew. And I knew. And that was enough—
The trail tried to break us, but we stayed tough.
And in that shared silence, beyond the cheer,
We carried a truth no one else could hear.

It’s not in the medals, not in the time—
It’s in every unspoken, mud-covered climb.
And that, my son, is the real reward:
A secret pact, forever stored.

© 2025 Shawn Oen. All rights reserved

make your BEDMAS (order of operations)
progress comes with the doings
with care and consistency
to bend and stretch
catch, chuckle and continue
workin with what is there
copacetic with own humanity
respond, respect, reflect, rest, recalibrate
adopting virtues from natural cues
recognizing and honouring momentary opportunity
modify form to maintain or improve function
to find & stay true to form
the practice before the preaching
the sense to stay steady & strong

in the name of...
mums the word

tryna exist in superposition
may be miracles amidst the mist
the hierarchy of needs
just want to swing some hangouts
get a grip on it... or make one
the uber-micro-macrame

slow, natural growth is bootyful
back data assets up at re:*****
and all that jass
self rearview is easier with evidence
Do the gitch fit? Swag.
an unorthodox wholly mass

learning to translate the mess with age
****-handling methodology
...until morale improves
need some ballroom: to dance and sing
shimmy down for the shake up

like a strange numbers game
50% champignon of the field!
hundo pea sugar daddy!
bes yuz seksen dort

reasonably emote on that ****
In tune with your intuition
power of pronoia and placebo
making sense out of the shadows
rainbows through windows
emotional support sobaka

Daily efforts appreciated
cycle-logical improvements
the sign of a steady advance
another day and some more trottrots
stay on the ball and roll with it
now is always the perfect time
what we repeatedly do

doubling down on useful wayfinding
Pick a side-quest with your pomodoro
is that more "loyal opposition"?
did the heibai 69 make the greys?
HIGHBROW vs lowbrow ****

the luck of the i wish/careful what ye be wishing for
not my first rodeo / back on my bull double feat
ilio & lio paradox show / double feature show ponii

do onto others as you'd want done onto you next
in-sight and in-tell are in-side jobs
who are you accountable to?
Just doin' your personal best
it's just a body of work
intense brainstorming sessions
still an achievement if no man sees it
takin' my time with it
grindin' through the mystery business
nostalgia as a check-point
mending with connective solutions

In commune de cat, oh.
the cat's song is a mew's sing
seasonal skin shedding

bolstered to grow up amazingly
Maybe the roots go deeper than expected
giving mushroom to find the morel of hisstory
put peas on erf while handlin' the beets down
the magic beans talk & bee's knees
there is a trellis in the hedge, now
as fresh as I can get
encouraging of a sage perspective
rosetau far eye reggae-later

earning the stars and stripes
bootids, scootin' and a bogey
we like tha moon (coz it is close to us)
interstellar adventurer: 2supernova&survive
its ostarmonath awaiting in the skies
the ressurection of sol, brother
if aethera is to a terra like soil is to sol
soul are constantly

When things get loud
on high alerts for quick-in'd tell and excited awareness
the trouble with tribos is when it goes TENG
psyop multi-point conversion for bonus
One man's junk DNA is anothers inherited treasure trove of traits

is cailin me bean fear

yo, **, continue? skkrtskkrt

just got one thing to say *raspberries