Wednesday, 9 January 2019

And dwindling returns...

my innocence was an inner sense my inner strength
the main event
Namath named him , reared then disappeared on him. Left by the rock by the edge of several miles drawn across the map some ages back. The sages ask, "Why is this well for?" I am this welfare? Dig deep and the watertable.
They came slowly to sense, in landlocked provinces, seperated by leagues and cornices, sconces, walls and battlements, hills and parliaments,  and on the eve of middentide, bid him bestride the bellicose. Well is this why for?
An eye for an eye for? They gave it godiva alive and the liars, attired in gyres and why words form themselves funny in my head.

And then senisble found him and took him down from once proud towers and davie balfours nearly falling.

Good sister assist him don't go out for a tristian have a triste with a christian good in religion and make righteous decisions,  about impossible impassible bassilisks

God moves the world like love from a distance


grief hash

A general miasma
condensing
and then rarefying


this autumn
 though the fog was spreading
I 'll see her on the weekend
I thought that love was missing
something missing
something in the way she was kissing other men
something in the way she was hissing made the snake turn distant
 made me walk back and forth long john grishams long john silvers silver pistol silver sliver of the moonlight reflected in refracting crystal turned blisters into dirty dishes stacking up, moving dishes from the chair to my bed, from my bed to the chair
my hair was getting long and beyond despair
beyond the lassaiz faire

that aged thing made sweet
tallow and marrow of beef
unchanged shark in reef
crocodile old his teeth



life is a saharah beach
made of nothing but sand

guilty enjoyment
no employment


hulu yahoo zora garou taro root tarot card pharoah bone marrow dark crystal shard christmas carol yard to yard feral child child star nile river barge el de barge crocodile eats your heart feather weight lays the charge who knew? his soul gave off black smoke, the witch cackles and cracks her knuckles to evoke but keep chuckling to yourself bro the tortoise asked the turtle if the tortle was a chortle or a tartar at a bazaar in malamar with an industry czar wearing a visor or was it Julis Caeser with his advisor or the Kaiser with his bois there, anyway I was at the alamo or analogous
but then who hopped up on the table coming to join us: the calico cat calculating calculus
don't need talcum powder to detect these PAWprints
AW it's the kitty who else? the familiar of the wittiest elf, getting a scroll and casting a spell, oh no I fell
I'm at (Ma'at) point where I'm running out of balances
At the point of analysis
I'm in paralysis
Mentality of a total of maybe three babies, childish habits and no commitments
Waiting for for for for... I need more, I need more.

 tendon snapping
people clapping
my dog can't stop laughing

Television vision
trashing all my happenings

Send us back packing with a laugh track of imaginings
I'm rationing all I have left between
nefertitis titties
all my weed caught up in the centrefold of the magazine
maga chuds need soap suds in their mouth and on their tastebuds
all this fake blood like wake up this is straight up made of make up afriad of getting baked since the paranoia made us break up
go up for a trip to lakes for a bit or to Jamaica
wait a minute
I may diminish
I'm made of varnish
I'm living in anguish
I'm dangling from hang ups
I rang you up last night
You said some bad advice
An atavist of vice
Had a triste with living life
and now you're Mrs Vincent Price


what was the need to recycle organic matter in the mild banter between us
it all seemed green enough in the mild mannered dream stuff
as she was lying near to us
a tear duct busted now my knees got rusty
she was free wheeling busty and I was here to ear to ear with something
Say cheese when the picture's taken
Weed seems like something I'm always missing
Iron Man walking hallways long distance
Trips to nights spent with the temptress
now I'm calling her empress
now I'm on the list of exemptions
and she's playing me: tetris

Draw a picture with an etcha sketch for me dutchess, betcha got a stitch just from running,
I'm too big for my briches
I'm Inglenook like I'm just chillin in niches, bitches

Rich as soup I hope you scoop just a bit of
Getting rid of all my good riddences
I'm putting pittences up against my riches

I'm on a diet of rye bread
In my mind's eye
Yoga pants on that ass
Kundalini chillin nearby
Snake caught a birdie
Jazz music and wine coolers
Fine Tomfoolery
now I'm nearly 30


feeling barely human
chillin in my room again
breathin fumes in
rolling joints out of two tins
a few utensils and two friends

my name spelled recording studio
the ephervescent smell of the radio
her eyes were blue and nutrient rich
who is there
who was that
ginger my ginger the end the wartime visage of age of aged phase of lazy days


i'm sitting shiva on my liver


eating allio olio with malvolio, reading hte first folio
holy moly there we go


 i don't know i'm feeling bad


 enlightenment not


James Joyce ran up on a plug again, Coming down the stairs it's ma man stately plump Buck Mulligan

Smoked a big joint
then I killed somebody
took a bong hit then I dumped the body
stuck him in a trash bag
bought a big hash bag
now I'm up in here just to party chh




my search on yahoo answers answered questions google couldn't live down
 my minivans going for a trip to mid town
 my midlife crissi was wearing a zipper down the front
and a button up to match that buttoned up lip now
so don't pretend that you're not hip to the manuscript
unlit amethyst
sun split
my bandoliers
circumsanct thanks go for grenadiers
my ledgermain quibbled righteous in the mist in the midst
in the grist of the crest of the shoulder blade
or the breasts of its solar sway
folded decks like you dicks sold my old bouquet
 okeday like alrighty then
my folks we say hokey sayings
coke keys weigh
hopi indian cave paintings

the rave was awaiting
dave said my name was repeating
the haze was receeding
her legs danced a pattern
 they spoke to me crypto
my brain understood
 but my mind wasn't hip to




"I wrote the Books of War"
yeah, you and Tom Peckanpaw

For you too, there is a

There is a loneliness in seeing you again

o, there she is

other theres he is

o the Res he is
i the thought i am
O the Re she is
Oceanic feeling nauseaous
O see ya Nik, feeling nauseaous?
I am across the Bosphorus





be so true to yourself
you asked yourself questions
that you couldn't help
I'm human as well as you ghouls
I'm too lit to tell
I'm fin to go twos on some two-six as well
Sycophants like a two bit crook to a true criminal
gentrifying what I'm buying getting high and lying in the waverly hotel

save me a seat on the way down the wishing well
 and wish you well
Tissues filled with some deep seated issue spill
Now that pressure built
washer women tell
Cause of all the things in your vision field
Feel miserable

I'm so tongued tied
my tongue died
my tongue deep fried now being eaten beside some fungai who were hungry and bitter like some endives beyond chives these were sliced with a knife
priceless
my first instance was a vice love
I'm lice covered
pisces was my lover now these two fishes are like Price Cutters
Which wife was the first of ours now the worst of ours comes back like no rehersal vows
whoops here comes another round
fourteen years later that single same sound
Say bingo I'm paying for next round
at next jam I hear a text sound saying next jams at my house
How's a bout we text this around town
Take the treck on down
and she's wearing a mesh gown she got at mountain equipment co-op and she's wearing a big frown and a bottle of crown royal
fuck she's calling her ex now
now she's calling a Beck cab
for her friend Becky cause her Uber is lost now
To thinking I'm a Sufi cause I'm gonna opt out
Spin around and pretend I'm closer to God now



Forget chivalry
tell me what you're giving me
remedy my mentality
Tally up totally
alleyway of Valeries
I got allergies
Gimme a whole pile of cheese
hollowpoint and piece don't point at me so pointedly
My annointed son was born to be
Harder than his aunt denise
antimonies and his lonely band of homies
in this pandemonium and exhibit on pandas in the smithsonian
I told ya there's only one phoney spitting exploding patroleum
Cold as war was in the sixties
So get as ubiquitous as six dealers on speed dial in a jiffy
Riffing quickly on these memories of the seven years you smoked spliffs with me
Tragedy like Euripides
Seven bandaids over seven scars from seven wounds since you splitting on me
And you're ripping these off like buds you should be nipping these in
like Nipponese in the Philipines and
like FYP Year was to cunning of reason
I'm bunning what you ain't skeezing
I'm running where you ain't be believed in years
eight years my soul tears in half to find some cold beers like whoa yeah


I met her again at a friends
I said oh shit does this mean its the end
she was looking a little long in the nose
I suppose that's how it goes with hoes

don't just stand on ceremony
teeter and fall
whip out your dick for
bitches to lick your balls
I'm getting dizzy feeling fizzy are you dizzy my brahs
pressing pause on the vid to check if the rizla paper draws
I been too safe I've been too afraid to call
I've been in a state I've been out of state I'm in withdrawl
Prince crown me Prince Charles, never be the king cause of my divorce
Plus that horse faced broad Named Camilla Parker Bowles


 If everybody did what they shoulda done.
I wouldn't have to buy a gun

I'm an optimist with no pot to piss in
now I'm off the mission
toss my white bishop of the board just to miss it
now ask me what I'm rich in?


Will future philosophers read or just watch youtube videos? Is this Socrates' dream made flesh or else the end of it all?

We hit a bit of a snag
Became crippled with metaphysical gab
all you typical cats get plastered
I manufacture words and actions
purse my lips and fracture limbs and tactiturn turns your grin right after I'm slipping past ya, grifting the bad words
keep on thinking it matters
thinking up word patterns to pitter patter hearts inadequate to the battle on the battlement paddling up the creek without an adderall and a long fall I'm at a loss for what I should be prospering from or prostrating myself to like austrian princple actors in the holocaust all states insurance salesman or swaying vaguely a maiden in a muzlin dress in a muslim country and I was a mess in the month of ramadan on the automan in the ottoman empire a phenomenal phenomenon feminine performing in front of the audience
colour me impressed

 After supper supping on that rum ripple
be less fickle with your swinging sickle
take a drink each heat seeking missile or trick her into becoming every couple that bickers
stick her into winter wonderworld under plato's thumb
numb to your own overlord

Othering Wuthering heights, stuttering
green gawain knights and malvolio's tights
Revolving
Keep on see saw what we want bon vivant indeed a spree of people on their geejaws
a botnet ddossin the heresay and a dirty copy of Plato's The Laws
gives me pause
rids me of the thought of what I ought to be
scalding water plus I'm scrawling this on walls of ballroom stalls and teatotallers will never see what I saw


losing someone was finding them again in your head
in your dreams
in your bed



until I did
til I didn't
still good riddance
just a pittance
a litter of a livery of little kittens
my coat sleaves have strings for mittens
my urchin heart is bad at making decisions
faking religions
and eating my mistakes
it aches to be a kid again
forsaken type of lizard spawn scales of a laestrygon
icing on my cake was so spicy
I'm tricycling under icicles in iceland
and she invites me in
now I'm eating ricin with my rice and peas
and she's reading tea leaves
and learning deep truths
about the vice of mice and men
price hike on the feisty friend
pisces twin
ghasty ghostly geist grin
Christ himself risen

I am the centre of the black hole
gravity well frog prince
split into a grin and start to cackle
my face transforms into a vaccuum for that wacko tabacco
smoke stack like a factory So emasculating
all the other bros get to taking notes and tabulating
grams and ounces try to count this
blunt so monstrous we seeing stop motion animation, instead of fluid motion
shit look like I'm watching the Hobbit man I'm tripping framerate is skipping now I gotta dip my buddy got this bootleg rip in chinatown for a couple bucks and if it sucks oh well it was a couple bucks.
I went on a double date and both couples sucked. I'm fifth wheeling out my wheelhouse
I'm feeling sauced
Blinder than Ray Charles
I'm eating a Mars bar of course you caught me scarfing I'm scaling the escarpment with a shipment full of armaments I don't care if it's barmy there's no farming this out to anyone
It's priority number one.
Her sorority was underfunded
it's all abundantly clear to the mothers
she was in league with the league of legends lovers
that he alleges be the better bludgers
finished way over budget
 

change
change

all of my youth
all your beliefs
be the change
that you want to see on the news



i love you baby on the midsummer's eve
in dead winter steve asked the bereaved
if it was better or worse that she rotted like leaves
now besought
the antique physique of aged reeve
paging me from the late 80s
made manifest all of these unique treats
treacle sweet
if you got em get em from the greek
go on hercules


was it okay
is was it okay
 you but it's okay
a few but it's okay


we fucked




Remember this
Remind me to remember this
distempered disk in my back like a itch
Remind me not to reminisce
tenderness for tender breast
and quiessent smiles to the pleasant chest
ooh baby
why so babby eyes runny feeling saggy
I'm velly solly
my eyes fell this morning into whatever coffee you were pouring
this early earning magnate turned police dragnet overnight
she absconded with the wronged right
bong hits recite memories tonight I'll oh well of mine dip into where I fell the last time



it was sadness looking back at me said,
want to go for another stroll
she was my oldest friend
the oldest trend come back
the oldest that I know

tell me the truth and I got no answers for you
 I got no facts or standards anymore
maybe we should break up
 and be happy
 I'll just go run to the store



looking back
hooking a new nudist on the buspass
my early morning mustache
her surly laugh curling my toenails back
her brother's chemtrail past
my mother's dead as a doornail
my four available emotions were not enabling me
to be available
to be available to me is an inalienable part of being not scared of those
who rarely are disposed to carve and arc you like a bow
so spinal warped you are a treble clef curl Or just causing trouble
arduously the cards you dealt me and the loss on the cost I bet is lost along the way,
I cost you what you saved and lost but didn't save or saved but didn't save save save me a seat at the beatitude please bring the beat back remaster this track with them neat stacks, bring that beat back, weak people bring you back to Jesus grab up the unfeasable and put it on an easel take a metaphysical problem and out of it you will weasel my face smiled pleased at the grease on the wheel and the mass appeal cheers three cheers let's grab some beers.





kiss me in the bar and its no big thing?
roll me out some joints while you're asleep likes its no big thing,
 show me things,
slow me
show me rings
hold me
blow me kiss
show me this
lemme stow me things
 hold me thing
scold me queen
owe me thing,
and now bestow me thing,
grinch now chirstmas you gift me
now you stole me things
 bitch you rolling slink
bitch you rolling dip
bitch you rolling rink.
Sold me blanks.

bitch you're a seemstress
 and I cast you out of my life
and like a fishing rod comes back into my childhood memory's sight
I'm bright in your alienaion of self.
My calcium was built up but my halcyon was drifting.
Now cast into my last one's sickness
my last vicissitude was the pastor's victim.
 the dastard's issue was my hasty witness
 now the last fateful fall I've lately evicted.
 My overly restrictive lunchtime schedule admitted fleixibility on the noon time register
My Laid up vegetables were in the main conditioner,
my hitrsuit ambassador was the same munition smith
my lame cordialia was the same as the people you can't keep copping a feel with,
 you're hopping over wheelie spins
 you're talking to the official here.
The proficiator, municiple favours in specific sized wagers,
My minuscule sized waver spent all of what I gave ya, tall glass of what I saved you from made mall sized favours and flavours 
My style adjacent to the neighbours,
they way too labourous to catch the inhailed air 'n the wailing away on the guitar.



donn't take for granted, hugh you crashd it
 spew you mashed it
catastrophe and apostrophe
my oughts just reached beyond besought
I gotta glyph
I rot
I'm rich
I'm not irish I'm biracial
 I'm five times rich
 I'm bisegregated
we're equal
I'm reaching beyond what you're saying about me
I'm two timees the same one as
five times the lame son
I'm wayne newton
I'm dane cook
I'm wayne newton
you're bainbridge
I'm saying shit
and your days are gonna end
I'm    lending what you're spending to my friends
I'm never ending
sue my friends
time bending NEW that is sending spaceships to who that is?
I'm sueing that universe and telling myself I have friends
tell me I've got valid enigmatic types of hymns.
Dim the lights
there's prescience glowing out here neear neverending ending the hum in us was vulanic
maniic panic antic manic cranberry of us,
you're very scary in soon times
we'll bring doom down on you crooners.
Son I'm ballooning into zooming out and shrooms
and now you're soon beyond the rim
and what's cruising beyond days end
 so in laymens terms say amens
to all the people settled
when you're entirely wirely
empire of admireing fires in butts
you're surmising we're dire tired and drunk
admire or mired in the funk of a prior liar
and I'm wired
I don't know what to do with these wires,
I can't put out these fires,
I can't put out these higher powers
bow to her and feel superb and smoke upon these herbs,
 I will do as my duty shows me to
be ill and the booty so be chilled out
and we'll never ever roll you


don't get get what you gotta forget get what you gotta get quick gotta not get arrested destitute I'm blessed with dustier than destined I'm crustier than nasty words pass me herbs cash me out I got sores all around my mouth my marlinspike house ike the spike louse trouser snake snout found her by the lake not awake but
I brought you some birthday cake v
Curse me with your anniversary now on the first of May



I'm never before seen you before
doing okay, I suppose
she said, turning her head
I said, turning red
Why, why not?
My island is a fragile being

Every single person knows they're lying to themselves, Find em crying to themselves cause their dying by themselves
I am Plus one Elf and I'm sighing to myself
What you're pining for won't help
Get what you want now you're shopping for yourself
buying groceries for one person got you lying in a cell
why

Find something to lose and then try to forget it. Try to move on but you can't stop remembering what you should have stopped tempering, emperor penguin and ten of them tangling sodium salient with a veiled threat she hung em dead by their dangling

what was heartache to bankrupcy
moral or otherwise
now drive along the path of swan dive
our hard drive crash our failing franchise
 made bowties convince me to try toe tags for size

bitch its cold in dubai
cold in dubai
got that rolled then you smoke that coke then you're high
it is snowing in july
ice falling from the sky
all this hail in hawaii hot and cold like apple pie a la mode with some icecream on the side
bitch its cold when its hot and icy when it fries
tell em "take me back inside" the summer is so icy
snowflakes falling like sunshine
looks like everything so pricy
errbody round me in some shorts while I'm looking for my coat
iced up hundred dollar note
really now?
Are you feeling chilly now
I'm on a boat and its February
Nose runny
think I got a cold
Weather man tell me bustle up bitch you oughta know that it's
COLD in DUBAI
Yeah it's cold in dubai
got that club heated up like miami vice
damn it's nice and cool in here cause the ceiling fan fans
outside iced up like a winter wonderland





Thursday, 28 September 2017

Increasingly About Nothing

Hannah and her sisters and their misters made me blister
whilst her husband hit her
and the baby sitter sliced her wrists for practice in the attic
for pleasure at feeling anything
ceiling wheeling celophane feel me deep like a well okay
I'm yelling and veiling inhaling the spell and saying we're sailing oh well she gave in to the hell of other people of love as no one's equal made a sequal made me squeal like pigs under heel like figs are bruised but twice the yield rode me bicycle nearly keeled over from the spool I reeled my speelies feel like movies I've wielded like boobies in the face of teenagers It's been ages my dream assuages before my wages go down like savings from blazing
burned down like the old mill she got insurance statements
I'm pure in hatred I'm churlish and mewling like a cat in impatience
while my mind's on vacation the body's just waiting and stewing in juices I've roosted in
Leo was a Rooster Kin and now by midnight bid me goodnight saturn and the leaden hold of gesundheit on my sabine rape of supine neighbour two pints later we're watching twin peaks and whose mind capers like a ape between a few pine trees upon nothing sacred I'm blue and I'm jaded teal army and I'm rated X my barmaid stated you're a beta bitch you're a fetal hex upon ladle upon ladle of I made ammends 

All you fans of Van Sant get cancer of your hands
Scans of cash advance make leisure of your plans
pleasure in asking askance to all the brands
if you manufacture fashion attach a tag to all my pants
parachute or tear away addidas track suit
tell the truth about what I did that attracts you
fax you revisions of act 2
tax forms
wax on wax off
Saxon baboon in landslides of bad news
Who lacks views
Ask for clues
while the witch cackles and coos
crackles her knuckles like fire so blue
you admire the pyre admiring you

How'd you know I was the music
Coming back to rule shit
Cool it with your strat talking adjunct walking backwards desynchronized eyes and I'm no wisenheimer I'm the fire the fairy lights beneath the mire
left you wired like retired all perspired in hawaiian islands
in mayan climes she found me pining pine tree climbing getting high on trees reclining now I'm trying to decide between two sides of my brain and tracks that each ride different ways
streetcar bus train make it all on time
soothe that burn with some calming calomine
reminds me of a pal of mine
malachite or alekhine my allibi is for hammer time
I swear, when they were all up in parachute pants
and a single gust of wind make the paratroooper dance
tearaway addidas track suit and fake tans

Fairy lights were electricity now. The hills were valleys were hills again . The mountains were shark's teeth. The sea was smiling.  How many walk the myriad paths of their wrath and love?

if you want to sleep bitch
take a deep dish
pizza and reheat it
then you eat it

If you want to freak bitch
you know I'm tired of that weak shit
steep me deep in that tea
dip me in batter then you eat me
fry me up with the ingredients that you're needing

Hairline receeding
debonair feeling
never eye reading
whether or not
I'm double deuce priming never on time then disappearing on a dime
ritilin pappy scribbling backbeat whittling facticity children in the backseat, kids talk to rap kings not Drake's soft sloppy words and what's he gonna do for a job now the raptors all evolved into birds
rewty bootens scrutinizing all the loose views in your dome
4 hills wack I got 6 hills like I'm ROME
A to the X is the fucking home



illegible letter of the law
filled ledgers with a scrawl
allegedly eligible were appalled

what makes sense might make an angry man pant out of breath in him or anyone else would smell the stench that hand that dug the trench that lines of mine and yours


sickest raps
since the financial collapse
I'm swingings bats
turning singles into double taps
I'm feeling drunk
last thursday she muttered
don't ever utter the mouth stuttered
then the letter tripped the buzzer
crisp shirt vacation made
training on a buzzard circle
then the others took your spiritual prowess
and made it work for you


I am a mess at this
talking shit like asbestos
from west of west texas
christ check the checklist
technique more feckless than these bitches cashing checks
with your chick we're catching breakfast
I'm at the nexus of recklessness and check this shit out it was excellent
and I'm neck and neck with the best in the business
at necking reconnected exes and excesses recreational drug sessions rest in peace here's an impression of my ear on the wall I'm hearing if you call
fear of mall displays long hallways and baseball games we're all gonna die here in this log cabin
grab a java
I'm caving
you're craving
I'm having a stroke hope you're raven black maven wrapping things in plastic bring a knapsack for that shit bat shit insane in the medula irregular I meant you look immaculately conceived in thought my reason went off formed a mold that broke you out your molded robot chasis



123456
I nearly died of sickness
I think my mind ripped





i'm not sre where anymore
I've lost te centreof
whatever it was
imagery is like what I'm feeling like

remember potatoes



yeah we're going back there
think I swallowed cat hair
acne on my back hair
this track is very wack yayre

How are you enjoying the new season of twin peaks?



What drowns a man after death?
What burns against the cheeks in winter?
What suffocates a sailor?
What grounds all empire and civilization?

Speak four familiar names
Of the first and the second, speak which is the higher?
And all things being equal, tell me which would win in a contest between the third and the forth?
Now taking these two, which falls from which and what do we call it?

anicillary fillie you're really a damsel
proscenium samson
you're really a vandal
and swimming a salmon
you're swilling a million ampules
of fuel you're really a handful
your appearance distrubing the tranquil permanent zone you can't go
suburban emerging in mango yellow bozangas
an orangutan with a magnum
drag them knuckles I'm rangling
buckle the penguin to sanguine languid legwarmers at my request  vanish before us like a ghost
a zeitgeist I might host or write home about
imagos I might blog about
lock me out of the house



 to flat pack the back of your head dead


Sanctimonious I pulled a prank it was the loneliness prime minister of france that adminstrated Nice or even Alsace Lorraine train of thought took a besoughted look a glance distraught? To be caught or merely chance that took a prance upon a gander it did enhance and for a minute entrance in man's heart like a lance a Took not a Baggins from Bag End haggard from acting all superior I'm irier than eerier I might have overheard a conspiracy to be superior I huron the news they were onto me they were ontar to you too, ON a Mishigwan
A long mish and a long respawn
despawn and king hesod he said hesiod said aesop read stories like gandalf told the hobbits in their haylofts.
Rob me of my paystubs
to roll up filters for my ilk and silken sister's brother name of Blister
an irritation
tears of my eyes go for the days of couch drifting
That's why I'm in my room, I say with my a smile and finish this poem for at least us two can chill awhile

Took Our round around king crowned me robber baron uncarin
Where ya been?
theramin thin ferrous Ferris on a day off I haven't paid off my sin haven't been laid off since I can't remember when
Starks, Tony like Maddoff
give it exactly 100% percent
on a lark maybe I'll play golf
before was hesitant
the world's what I made of
it so
create a meta where I trade a
piece of skin from my hey ya
for a great plate of
potato latkes and dradles
My aikido blows fatal rhymes okay her mind fellated felt great and had to sit down
writ down the rhymes she spit back to me said let's go for another round
terrordome
pheramone
is it her alone
ripping my own homephone from the wall when she calls
now I'm feeling weak in my drawers
try to run and trip and fall
sip some rum and feel better about being dumb
and then you see her at the mall with some dude and she giving tongue
now you cucked boy
but the internet took that word and run amok boy
I don't know where to go from here, this took a turn.
My advice to you is: reclaim that word.

niagra took a stance
 hooked a neighbour by a wayward glance
 a look askance that asked to dance
 a romance
I'll hold you entranced or by the hand
a look
a brook that locks the land
that made a brand with a band
across it like a strand
a look uncaring took a dare
a look of care
a look aware that spoke of both his broken bones
and open wounds
youre not prepared
I --fortune by the moon --will bride and groom us fore the funeral of doom in us
entombing numious thoughts in the room with us

treesed out eased out
laxing
me and the vatican
having a gin and languishing
like languistines and aanaderson cooper's cia connection
I'm detecticing some sarcasm in this direction
a man of the world made man of the hour
in a second and beofre you second guesss him
]ask him if he knows just who will be the next one
specimen of a spaceman outpacing the quicksand
tick one off your list like this one and this one
just destined to be a physician of prescience
I'm asking questions: Who Drizzy is?
Who quinoziest?
Who posing and who disrobing before disclosures?
My future rosy as the cheeks of Rosie Gamgee, who you see at the end of the triology low key just chilling just focus on trees Ents are your homies and how do you know who we are now that our minds disolved into pine sol kind words for the prime minsiter administering the hall now check the odd ball of the mallrat call back to tall boys and ball caps call that knowledge call that falling into politics and taller chicks and pall mall smoking dominatrixes calling him and reminding him to buy new ascicses I'm bracing for the future here kiddo these rhymes my old person speedo Reminds me of my gramps shooting down Hanz left and right like greedo, sign a treaty that reminds me brined out words and primeval urges my freewheeling discursive style seems rehersed but it just emerges am i allergic to tumeric? Bermuda mutating to a human tuba tumour two words like what you took of hers crooked courage and book of verbs
lines like bathroom Nookers hearda took up worldly ways and look at her
flappy bird kentucky fried lucky lucy lied to me truly thought she died thought she spied satan and it made her blind thought the line between the sides of her brain completely did divide She said, Rid me of my third eye Make Pineal glands unreal man Feel Strange make the wheel spin whirlicote whirlwind



im siccing the mastiff
he's digging in pastures
I'm thinking that last years
blunt was the fattest
our glasses clink and one shatters
my thinking in tatters
the feeling of sinking inside us
sinking in sadness
keep thinking it matters
I'm thinking in patterns
slipping in math terms
 I'm thinking of bad words
I'm feeling inadequate to spit with the baddest
I'm thinking that that is despicable at its most predictable
tick a box yes or no like notes from grade six i wrote
Cicero might wish I noticed this alone misanthrope
Dirty hands from sketching in charcoal I'm feeling my heart go pitter patter
reading a letter
Jacob is taking the ladder
I'm thinking of bringing it back to saturn
despite my teeth chattering
Taking a tattered cape and making it madder
I'm seeing Red in anguish
and She's taking advantage
might seem somewhat outlandish
now she's speaking in spanish
feeling the panic
my ceiling transatlantic free wheelin'
beginning to feel the man at the top was steve bannon
taking a tanning bed and making it manage the branding
take your appendage
and your dependents
now I'm the resident president
everybody just hesistant peasants while I'm out here setting precident


 
sad sacks watch the office and laugh
I think that awkwardness was just gas

i had great expectations
but I gave up waiting
my mind wasn't patient
and I got complacent


justin trudeau
dustin b with two coats
of focus tested glucose
who goes coast to coast
giving kudos to the yahoos
from gander to kamloops
can do attitude of a brand new buffoon
 endlessly tangentially doomed sent to a room in his father's tomb and it's said essentially assumed the name in all the senses meant to zoom, check and not presume, attune your specs and speck the tune
All rise for the national handsome, mention three-to maybe five of the same talking points reinforced by the force of a buffalo north of buffalo new york marco rubio of the new school mark ruffalo of the past transforming into fabio and... "mario she's in another area code" chillin with her hubby on the couch gettin' snuggly does it rub you the wrong way well
say a song spell
pray the wrong thong fell like adam's belle bit an apple and it all went to hell thinking well of diablo
rip a giant in half and he'll make up desiring
took some pliars in one hand and Ryerson on the other said forgive me I got sore eyes
I've had four or five
my hand's shaking from the earthquaking only I can surmise
If I could improvise just one or two lines I wouldn't have to write em out all of the time

Mohammad got the mountain to move but he still had to climb it, culture diamond stultifying watching people buy weight on the wire like I might buy majoula dates at the store
 my huron lake environment takes a gulp of
drinking water its admiring from the entire tire rim of toronto-hamilton-st catherines
The curvature of the lake is enough to keep ontario drinking
high january wind a moth skinned the sun's brim spilled out towards them

six angels standing on red headed match stick; five fall off and one of them laughs its unique to its kind
its unique of its kind
now everyone shout yes if you feel this, snaps bringing amnesiacs back from the brink with synesthesia rhymes greasier that late night chinese ya might catch a repeat if you entreat with the elite beadle with a reaper
lay you down flatter than a geezer with a sweeper
steep you in tea deeper than Marianas
Don't tarry, your highness, Spadina streetcar's the finest, the people are Chinese, soon your people reclining eating ramen or eat some salmon with tatziki on the side and salbitxada and after maybe eat an enchilla all around the same area and people are sacred of all those other people of different cultures it's worrying to me
but maybe it doesn't all come down to what's tasty at a greasy late night eatery...
fuck it, I think it does 


if you think that romance is all in your pants
then tell me why people take trips to france
if you think that adventure is all in your head
you won't be mad before you end up dead
when you tell me that a stranger's strange
and things arranged themselves this way
you try to argue and say why act selflessly?
you don't come back from the dead like elvis may
your pelvis shake but you aren't famous
No one will see you, doesn't mean you're blameless
don't try to blame this on me honkey
watch some walter cronkite on tv
fortunately portions of my fortress disagree
court you cordially for according to my quarterly projections I'm destined to be best in the contest between you and me


qtip trip I'll skip to my loo a little
double dip I'm clipping thru your cribbing trebble notes I'll whittle words like wood  I'll settle for what is good enough to be understood I wonder would I blunder doldrum utter folded passages in cappadocian entrances my run on sentences and hoping took one leg of his he hopped out of restlessness cost no one his recklessness took pearl necklaces to identify intense indentured spy just let it lie
let me jet by with a scry
No one left me alive to describe ides of march I've survived
these tribes made chives by my knives
frustration guides a lone a lake path take my hands
make an ampersand a band to wear like brands

the world is my ex girlfriend and she's turning away
brain space band aid made a bouquet



when a berry's juice was enough to bring you
to the where beyond being there
my eyes are seeing her in places
I've given up being strong
my eel tongue and ceiling spun fan
made three clawed hands
made lines around the creases in the lifeline on her palm
a lucky find at value village beats a pricetag at the mall
like a plastic clip that won't come off
and sets off detectors
plastic prison hannibal lector
why won't or why would you lie to my hollow hood and scowling void beneath
wait till you see the whites of her eyeteeth
the lines in the aged hands left behind by plastic surgery's progress
the pilgrim's llamas tripped along the path once promised
took up milking like the Amish
look up silken dress in august
a brook runs from here to back in warmest summer months the first I've heard it since the harvest

 people use pot to cover up trauma
smoke a little weed to solve their problems
get a little high instead of saying goodbye
but remember that saying of my momma's
marijuana's not your bud

well everything that's weather beaten's wearing sweaters for their heat and season's greetings to all my heathens
did I miss a meeting?
or mistletoe a kissing
trip on toes while high stepping
steppin out like rasta men


waiting up at night
scolds my hands with cosmic rhythm
diaorama pinion feathers
make juniper flavoured decisions
two little worlds colliding in space
now whose mind was whose in the firssstt placeee
whose opinions were yoursss
will you do my chores?
please don't be sore
remember times of yore four or more score years ago
these were the last tears to go


ten brides
and you send me the end times

Tuesday, 8 November 2016

Clearly going downhill and racism

the rhyminest prime minister
I'll administer
fine wine vinegar into your eye
rinse with brine am I convincing ya?
Try a new cinesphere
Gwenevere and Medea
take off in a jag-u-ar
While you drink your Agua in an acura
I'm an aqualung
of vernacular reenactment of the battle of Vatican sabre rattling with Ratigan in the days of Attica
raise a valid point of contention

poem me OP
 apocalyptic king of hiccupping
take eliptic trips through rifts and fix what's dripping in
playing miniputt with the liliputians

if you're scratching itches bitches I am right here wit chas
stretch us out on stretchers that'll fetch us
while these wretches watch us taking pictures
watching district 9 with Wikus Van De Merwe
wonder where i went when I'm under firmament then I run to Burma
michael chiklis evicted by old st nicholis
bald face tricking us all in a blink of his
winking its me who else would you think it is?
sink or swim think of him drinking his licorice. 
Single him out in second of recklessness
cashing all checks its me the most feckless
between the east and the west coast now the reckoning
deckard cain coxswain cock swinging swain of the lost claimed
prospero posturing imposter of the osprey
who lost what you spent on the phosphorescent offering
and a swallow of a grape flavoured drink
and a collar around her neck like a thing
I'll follow her around drinking mimosas for breakfast with her girlfriends always fingering their nose rings
I'll bleach my hair instead of drinking it
I'll ask which twist you thought was nitwitted
I'll bask in shadows too deep to countenance
la dolce vita fountain weeping opulence
I am xerxes whipping the bosporus
I am playing Age of Empires and managing my populous properly
from my Palace of princes disguised as pauper kids
Proverbs proverbially harbouring ships like our jewess in arduous arbours of farflung provinance
fat she was infatuated with fatuous hominids
ominous omnibus aum sayers our mayors the king of all of this
ring out the bells for holiday's cheer's weird spell
fear fell flat on its face ask the fake shakespeare seer in the wishing well
fish him out kiss em he'll turn to Prince Pepe Bishop of Hell
serve him on a plate scraped clean of bitter greens and bechamel
fetch him I'll enmesh him in webs charlotte wrote
in harliquin trim he used a marlinspike to write what you quote now 
  
 

ratiocinatio polysyllogistica



well we talked and i guess well it was romantic
I guess it was slower than tantric
pause panting and 4 tablets
asunder astrider a strider and a climate of climbers and briars and fire trucks
a scryer
my third eye was serving me fries
pour me a five alive
and let's get low like dives
let's grow like hives
let's explode what you have in crimes
a blogger and a crime novel and an augur and a scribe
pawgs turning all my lights on like right on
that's a long distance you're crafting between bastions of the last johan sebastian
gaugins the last hit
you're folding right past him
cobra lashes the backs of his heels
now that's rich
that's a merry christmas
that's the litmus test for being in the business,
watch your fingers
this side's the hinges
batton down the hatches
gash and lashes
bat her long eye lashes
and that's just the last six ways of dragging you down
or back to the last treacle sweet you took a graph to
look giraffes grew necks to look back at you
and that's the last turn of the screw
cash spurn of the jew
bad sermons for you




 barn owl cowl and her sour sad smile and the growl in the howl of an hour's wasted while and her voice leaps for happiness like late capitalist post-industrial malaise
 how'd you know I was overreaching
reading 50 shades of grey
the october group eyed the olympic hoops tied tightly round them, remind rightly I've found him inside a hollow mountain dancing in the mansion's fountain lancing all his boils circumcizing moils speaking oil wrapped in tin foil
 the sin of her cast of her the grin of her casts you further than you could outlast you murderer
so maybe I'll never get to be happy, so maybe I already am
and if you like being miserable what's left's just israel and after that's sand
Hope her open heart like hands
got rings around like bands and pictures like a brand in a memory I wanted you to see I wanted to see you I honestly just wanted to I want to see you but I lost you before I greeted you I'll host a party partly part of me part 3 coming soon




  its up to me now


this is me, not caring what you're hearing
this is me, not caring what you're hearing
I'm asking Karen O if she's looking to the ceiling
ask me why I can't even get my fucking dreams
I'll get some fucking ice cream
and demons in my mind stream
if you buy me
a new drink
I might get a nice ice tea
I might be kinda sheisty
and lice bison and your name over IM beeps
rip rip rip
on the side of the ice rink
I think you even know that you'll die
stinkin in the sky
everyone got nothing to do
winking your eye
now I'mma ask you if the truth was uncouth
would you tell it
would you fucking sell it
would you fucking shred it
or would you scrunch it all up here wth dead ferrits
everybody asking
with their finger in the derrick
if I'd think
you'd ask me if my friend Eric
would spell his name A-I-R-I-C
if you think I ain't cool well check my ice cream
if you think I'm cool while watching the screen
if you think you get down now everybody scream
everybody scream if you know who is you
who is you who is me who is we
now everybody get together like a GM G
now I g2g
everybody chillin like brb
now I'm coming through like this my new shit
if you think its tiny its called minutiae
aw shit all the future coming over here like a luchadore loser
now who is me and who's her
everybody telling me these few words
if you wanna tell me I am the new Caesar, Julius
lean in orange julius like Piza
everybody chillin like these are
the ingredients that I'm needing from my fridge with expedience
if you wanna tell me
please do it
now I'm coming with more hubris
than you can understand with
this bandwidth
if you can't canonize it
maybe try to find the place between the eyes
quick before it dies
you can hear the little people if you try
I'm waking in the morning and I'm hanging out like drying
If you think you made it up or are making me
try, I ain't
If you think you are cool, drink paint
If you think are fooling me, you ain't
If you think you're cool, drink paint
Now I'm walking over here with the mad taint in my fucking face
if you think you spray
everybody call me the new Saint
Ving Rhames
if you think you ain't cool, well who changed
loose change with the fool Lu Kang
everybody coming with some mad loose slang
if you wanna tell me who got hoops mane
now I'm shootin em
now there ain't no quoting him
I'm writing em as I'm reading em
















books are like fruit,
one must wait for them to ripen
books have their right time



why would those hands grab more than they could hold on the way home as they walked through the woods
and along came a wolf sniffing the scent of blood
miss moffat with a parcel and aye that's the rub

butcher's paper and cooking twine and two loops make a knot you surmise would hook inside eachother like take what's left and divide


hotstuff bought hotsauce in her purse enough for everyone at her rally in Cali and shall we  or shall we not? knots tough to untie
bought a bot net enclave of what I already grabbed and got like goro
six arms and
I would not to have lent what I gave up for it
Have a vegan donut or a torus

High summer sun
roll across me
Disc of sweetest cherry
Lie under the earth now sweetly
erring sparrow
owl and measure
dragonflight and gone

the rage just means you care

I
am
raw
with
horse
haired
godless
children
manichean
temptation
omnipresent
entertaining
incredulously
interchangably
incrementalized
instrumentalized
omphaloskepticism


without my hands or bandstands or ambling like grand pianos there and back the wild Pizano eyes like Princess Diana's


take a trip to prague or rip the bottom of the log cabin and taxi cab back to the hadron collider now I'm drinking five alive and I'm out a fiver can I glide from here to there?

i love you too
you don't love me but
I'd love you too


you say you're happier now you get up early well
tell me if I'm tired or surly
my arms aren't burly enough to carry you there so you'll just have to marry me here
my eyes are blinking from the morning light the way they don't when I'm pouring over pages by candlelight so when the power goes out and the roof of your house sags down below the eaves that's the time you'll leave me again
in the future when you see me again I'll be older but not wiser or more truthful
well they'll ask you how you manage to look so youthful you'll say it's some type of moisturizing cream well if that's true then isn't that tip useful?
and if it's a lie don't turn over on your side when we're in bed it makes me sad it makes me like a little lad crying out for his mommy in the dark
now how'd you get to be so many people at once like the sequel just wasn't enough now who are you baby when the winds that took you carry me on the wafts of endless summer to the bunkbed in my childhood's childhood's childhood
now if it's a worthwhile good or mild enough to be something I could eat
ain't it a treat
ain't it a nice thing for me to see on my way walking home from the doldrums in my need and lack for hand holding this modem bodem told em soda fountains counts as soundscan radio's #1 hit song



ikr death was a fan held by a japanese woman in the window of a china shop like the mask of a diver pressed against eyes of the space between the lines between the grill of the car and the furnace downstairs in the basement too far away to reach with hands held back behind themselves like how'd you know you were equal to the challenge when it met you at the door dressed in black and sombre black and sombre black

highlight the undertones in my speech or is it wrong to want to know who you're singing songs to? or to whom? your ears all ringing my sing song harm in the tone on my tongue and my face looks angry on the surface of the lake


truth looks at it brooks this river of blood lake of graphic violence that you're too tragic to last hit too tragic to last in this world with gashes on your arms from your trips to the attic and grabbing hands at the string to the stairs to the ladder up which lashes against my back and watch the ladder turn to a net that catches step back from bad decisions you can't take back with backlit gadgets in showcases in windows in case your staircase spiraled fake into my eyeholes like pinholes or riddles that situate me in places adjacent to spaces I've replaced in my memory with memory foam or lawn gnomes or geodesic domes or roads to rome or paul simon's kodachrome ringing in your ears like a phone so phone home 


behind your back behind yourself is a knot of fingers made gordian by praying at playing at making steeples making cases braying at the moon and star ladles guitar wails and dead door nails now smiles from reason flow as miles yes miles there are to go before the trance state leaves you before the trance state takes you where your fingers on the keyboard dance to a tune they whistle to themselves on the way to the... say my age is a... up

There's no I for You to encounter there.


the stone that the builders rejected has become the cornerstone

and our eyebeams twisted
there the sense of belonging I've been longing I've been longing
there's no object there to see
just a subject looking from a place that's not within the world
now what am I looking at? Not there but looking back at them
now catch my gaze in double mirrors
that's what I said
and are of love the food my flushing face blushes hush john hughes

actually, actually I should explain

ask me all these things
maybe we should change

 Atoms join together and form molecules for they are more stable that way.

Stranger: It is the same with life.

Stranger: Therefore I do not see animals, plants, as "Life", but only this phenomenon, which is what I call "life".

You: so a crystal is life?

Stranger: A manifestation of it, yes.

Stranger: Life is not its forms. Life is the phenomenon that makes us exist.

well I nearly died, I swear I did but I woke up on the other side I said would you mind sliding the door back the otherway that way so when I go back I can take my time yeah I'll just take my time back I'll just lean and recline back and put my feet to rest upon the porch of the house of heaven

of course like a mouse in his dwelling just a hole in our house but yet the hole in one house is another house to mouse and who's selling the real estate umbrella conglomerant bought up an awful lot of it and that's what gotham hallways between the underground footcourts and parking complex that marks the bought and bartered marx critique of capital and liberal values

well I'll crib what you stole by playing roles,
stay emulsified,
I'd slip staying in vogue
with the major lapses in phase out pages back to
grinning acolytes
of grim sprites
in black tights
and dim gas lights
and the smell of citrus on her lips was actually hibiscus
this blood red tide was a hymnbook in disguise
grinning with his two black eyes lined in kohl
ground to powder in a bowl
allowed to get louder to get more malleable
than bowing to boulevards
and what is fame really but broadside salvo of shrapnel
I'm trying to be helpful
I'll get some aloe for that hole
cause that plant was a gift wasted on people playing basketball
face the long hallway crawl to the base of the tower
whole bass in the basement makes the walls shake in my home
I guess I'll make it a poem instead of wading into the lake with some stones



 the  the tricked herds of vampires; hands passed the drugs and the look that I think was from those couple years you smoked crack to block out memories of the past lost boys in a ring of predators, parents selling their spawn to a radius of evil


trip gutteral sorrees with mores of a more eel in amore feel his fucking forehead his burning up with chakras and electric bacchinals, hacksaw in one hand and that's the time for backing off



nostalgia and anonymous algernon and in earnest I'm allergic to the algee on jd salanger's knowledge of politics and analogous false alarms

can it with yout can lit you amateur nostradamuses and you pouting doubting thomases comas in sentences enters with question marks to ask you sharks to bask in shoals to crack like the cask you
stole from Basque merchants ask if the sea urchin on the plate at La Gravroshe was cooked by a street urchin Be observant of your circumstances lurking cancer in your neck was what you took a chance for asnwer to the questions question not only answers but the questions themselves question what sells question fan service when it panders question when han resurfaces pan on his flutes playing pranks tucks your shirt into his transformative horn on his head born of cornocopia I hope you listened real deep to what I said no weep over what you didn't reap but now suspend disbelief like a bridge sent tense sentence tenses questions answer canter back like panzer division tanks into berlin now urban warfare concrete curbs sit and stomp ya like reactionary politicking over dinner isn't the winning move grin and keep on stewing in your fresh squeeze organic juices if you think its true or if its rude or unsaid uncouth, misandry on the internet hurts dudes now  which tribe are you why are there these different tribes I'm quitting twittering while you're hurt deep inside that one nerd doesn't want to watch a shitty remake instead of hate-watching it and I hate watching it--take the fake malarchy and shove it up the great Richard Starkey where you lost your car keys to your harley davidson tshirt appolstered interior complex inferior Chevrolet Corvette--blasting death metal out the cup holder arm rests horse hair tassels hanging from the seat cushions and I'm pushing a cd into a multi-disk cd donut 

maybe these words like babies im cradling woke up crying would you hug them ?...who would hug them... who will help them when they're strung out on drugs and who would smuggle them through customs... would you ask me if I'm cain or abel then? osama bin? say to them you're faded like the ladies you thought were maidens now laid up in 8 of 10 fate of frail fatal friends sadomasochistic sophisticated maid marian and harry made the ferrying seraphim carry them there on his back like al buraq. there is a film over my vision like soap my living with bad decisions I spoke plaid jacket fashions catching on latching on like ropes now you're looking into future glasses asking if the future passes itself off as a suture over the past now will the future last ...well I hope...
who laughed who remembers if mustard gas was really a jazz number he crashed the cymbol like brash in the face of reality television reality now I'm drunk and I'm lying in an alley trying to con a man out of his watch like I watched on televsion Whether or not its relevent to my electrician I hooped the loop around the victim I hitched him to my roof and I became aloof

Poof! gone magic metatarsal and the cartillidge I've martialled around my arteries pardon me if I'm tardy and soon to be gone like impending doom on the horizon the freezing rhine or hearing all those pops and crackles and shit on vinyl I'm first responding to the scene of a slip and fall like lionel hutz with crutches much ado about this fool watching his own funeral Kumail Nanjiani is making ignorant tweets about mysogyny in geek culture well maybe if there weren't these vultures hovering like of course if women loved them they wouldn't make up virtual snugglies my curtain behind the ugly reality found cheeze-it terrorists and cowboys on the wild frontier asking if mild mannered easterners taking trains to places with no maps yet putting down tracks like chinamen in hats filling their pockets like the San Fransisco Grove elite roving for mesquite to smoke a pig head-to-hoof like proof to a sufi or a loofa to the two of you

now who's across the way from me
sailing through the air away from me
pace yourself running back to me


stop working for me
everybody in here
stop stop repurposing
when you shop I'm reimbursing things
talk I'm the nursery rhyme
don't be misquoting em
I'm taking people back cause you ain't folding em like chairs
now I'm a wwe wrestler and I'm entering stage left of her
everybody got nothing to do with
everybody's rubric
I am
the new Anubis







Seven speckled severed heads are lying in the lap of a runaway convict from the south of France and the people that were whispering him messages are approaching in the dark and feeding me things to write in this notebook I'm either making it up or having a borrowed trip in a suv that was taken from another person for an afternoon's use and left in the parking lot of a arby's beside the highway now if you're telling the truth to a false witness in the moonlight in delaware on a friday night in the middle of august and which organ do you think it comes from inside you I swear Trouble is rudderless ship and lashed to the mast the mumbling muse amusing enough but you seem confused and who's that exactly do I think I know well I heard it running through my family and my dead mom and my memories of belonging and longing for belonging now who is that kid on the yellow linolium floor of the kitchen and don't you remember what you did? the fountains made of lead going exploring in the dark now what do you see?
tell me what do you see? it ain't really up to you or me
the word's fickle and unknown to me
so you can either stare into the dark and focus on the on little children running round and saying things and whispering to you like the sweet nothings of a lover or try to recover
 now your hotel pillow is cold on the underside So who was the nurse that helped you learn to walk again and who was that person that you built up interest in like a bank account in the imagination of a fool but praise the wisdom in an adage as old as the face of the gardener at your estate in the country with a butler and a maid and you go hunting for deer You shot a doe in the head and now its becoming a meal for your family and it's a recent pursuit it's a recent pursuit



If it made sense to trade the estimate I took of tylenol bottles and beer and scheppes with guava juice there's vernors and arizona ice tea canada dry and v8 cocacola and more beer cans like amsterdam and the beer with the strong man and bounty bar wrappers and lights and garbage from nature valley bars and caps from juices there's a bottle of water that was 99 cents for 1.5 litres and books everywhere covered in dust and ashes. Perhaps 100 roaches in total? Not the insect. No sign of insects, nor mice. This mess is carefully orchestrated obviously with careful indexing and planning of the vortex method. Laundry at least was done. I'm thinking the Mage Sorcerers Crusade pizza box and xbox controller had to be moved soon, the pizza box downstairs and the controller and book off the bed.  The book had crumbs of Super Silver Haze There were pins on the floor as well, spilled from a basked filled with sewing equipment, best to be avoided. Obviously a trap for the uninitiated. 



blinking in semaphore your eye twitches like the legs of a new cadaver I wouldn't understate the importance of the dialectic slave master


personally nursey bursary cursing the honest earnest terminus of land paul barman back to sermon us grandly permanent perm and then determine the examining you do to yourself maybe some maybe none maybe get all self-conscious with it now I'm gonna vomit kiddie I got too troubled about what anonymous did to me now you can consider me fiddling trying to find middle c now hillary vs trump has become an inevitability when men try to mend well maybe pain makes mistakes seem better then smoke pot to forget her then
or retire like letterman why'd you pretend you were so dead set to win well met my friend said top deck what you lent to lost friends bot net audience loving everything now you've got sense to spend
suspend twitter accounts

TELL ME WHAT DO YOU SEE?

 Orgone collect me the pictures that drew me lecterns that spoke the lectures to me like spectres or inspector detectives with sweaty complexions in the office of the chief I want your gun and your badge on my desk son don't even talk to me I don't want your excuses if you want to serve and send herds of animals running for office Glaciers melted globally warm with my flushed face and hushed shhhhh, matter is jealous of form and so greed moves the world by an Invisible Hand Avarice had a triste with The Irrisible Man Malice makes grist of the individual's plan like wolves and you're lambs in herds he'll emerge in to murder your plans
collective identity said crowd around my corporate body and form my head like gza wu tang resurrected as the ghost of my pleasure
Ghostfaced like Jason
walking a precipice like epaulets obstreperous tepid water after 1,000 foot drop sweaty palms covered in chalk and I'm setting up a slackline gonna take a single step and if I drop I better catch myself because there's no safety net, I gotta long stretch to the other side or if I take a dive there will be a sharp decline in my health cause I'm gonna flatline


endless mind
it might end this time
like your friend bill nye

progressive ideology can decry my biology as cultural imperialism
but the vultures of the imperium are tearing up my bleary eyed dearly beloved nihilism that I'm not even part of
my hearts up to my sleeves with the eyes and the ears of the man bun big beard riding bikes to get ipa that tastes like squirrels died to make it time to break out of your cardboard box personality your friends up the alleyway are in a cult of personality with each other virtue signalling mingling ringing each others eyephones with photos of themselves alone at home

fuck the they now everyone's an individual just like you
looked like a pike out your forehead grew
more dead fools to reheat in the stew
deleting the new rhymes you wrote by mistake
now the worst taste in your mouth's playing chess with dave
wrestle the slouch of the couch and maybe go out
instead of whining to yourself with your own damn pout


honkeys man get beyond reason


All these people trying to ban it
and these trumpet fucks trying to go back to the land
its all the same to me to be abandoning
these tumblrite neo con brietbart mary sues making america great again
these gamergate twitterati
these hashtag all lives hashtag black lives hashtag smoking hash at an [8] posting g8 b8 in your comments section
is the record corrected?
is the pepe dejected
is the pee pee poo poo man a rascist or a base head
is the ghostbusters sequel a vehicle for positive change or an MRA activist's rage
a slacktivist's gay bisexual demikin neopet bronnie malcontent sucking a tailpipe of regret
a deathspiral I haven't 360 kickflipped yet
on DIGRA on lycra on Bikeriders on kike deriders on stormfags on men's mags on kale chips on sales pitch on some save the whales tip on Brexiters on redditors on sexual predators posing as enlightened beta males on Kratos on NATO on Ayn Randians on Hurricane Sandy and ban happy mods on sandy vaginas and dicks out for a dead God
This year was the year that everyone died
drinking lead for Flint
and dank memes resurrected an Egyptian frog maybe elected a president
and Hank Williams was still releasing new tracks
This year was the year the wind blew back
the overwatch pornography reminded you of
your vapourware girlfriend
living in europe
making chicken tendies
in your ruined imagination

these navy seals like schlemiels
with the schpiel of the holy seal for real rock galils


the last catch
was the baby in the bassinet
what the rasta head

was what the last one did



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tell me bout your aimless kids
and I'll eat it up like fibs
rhymes that look your lips and made them crisply hiss
whispering vespers of the queen's english like I've just seen the green lantern of the anglerfish
asks the angels if traditions writ in stone were hit and miss
reminisce before you remind me to remember this
summon seven events from beyond ephemeral sense
simmer all day on the stove then disrobe with barely a wince
spurned you with a look you took a glance at a glimpse
now you're scared of the words you mince
ramps to the blimps in the sky floating like shrimp
look of the tramp hook of the lamp look at his hands took her in hand booked in a truck to see brooklyn bands look at the landscape while escaping to france
don't wake up your parents
just a sequence of treacle we're taking to cannes what's in the can what's in a plan? tell me what's in your hand? tell me do have a plan b? A whirlwind of souls going in a circle now TELL ME WHAT DO YOU SEE?

dont get uppity
I'll abruptly take you back to custody
don't test me trust me if you rustle my jimmies their ain't no remedy
REMIND ME TO REMEMBER THESE
words while disassembling semblances of avalanches
tell me if happenstance is a phantom's anthem
drive me back to grantham from toronto yeah I swallowed my gravol and I smell Hamilton through the open back window
Golden horseshoe needing more screws

to secure to this stallion of industry
I'm eating scallions with the sauce I've been simmering
talents that are going to waste or ruin in ruminating in gin or vacationing in sin maintaining my virtues by being more resourceful I'm forcing my way through the open back window cause there's no opening a portal in the real world seal fur means real food for little girls my mind whirls while the sounds of your brain boils now I'm foiling your plans before you can find the oil for the magic lamp now your own green lantern tragic phantom anthem for the ransom game going on in grantham








this lovely image of you
pictures that drugs drew
typical hypocritical oedipal liberal
double indemnity visual novels
living in literally hovels
isnt it marvellous the squabbles we sound like turkey gobbles
and I've got hair like Fabio
and she's oggling before I vamanos and she rendezvous with the holy ghost

















everybody going
if you can catch me, I'm running faster if you can get me
where are you going
yes I'm rowing faster than boats go
merrily upstream


a bullet in your head
what was it you said?
put your problems to bed
well im trying my best
but is my best good enough
when your mind is in a rut
or is it someone's way of making
you feel better
or better themselves?
I wonder to myself
If they really see
you as an inconvenience to them
so just go away
then they will say
what a good boy
that boy really was
yeah things didn't get better
until he took things into his own hands
the advice from the old woman
ringing in his head
what was it you said?



what you costing me
i am the awesome beat
when you wander in off the street


pretend your dying like bowie and make a gift to      
say goodbye or look horse in the mouth it doesnt make sense to my precognition that rhymes would evade you like the reasons for superstittion like these times are just the beginning like religion
my mind is an organ with bad decisions

at first it was wrong
or so you thought
but now you see
on your colour tv
that things were all blue
but now they're green
if you know what i mean
what does it mean
i dont know what it means
now my mind's all confused
and I feel abused
like I'm black and blue
now you're turning mean
and I'm turning too
and now its curtains for me
but how certain are you
that what is seen
is whats really true
maybe truth is a screen
like clip on YouTube at 240p



oh uh oh
that's what I said
now everybody dead


THIS RAP IS NOT MINE IT IS FROM YOUTUBE COMMENTS::

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sweet jok sweet hok i love book i love cook i want to stop i got eyes on the rap i need to hear my ears do lala lAA LA llaaa i got ice on my vine i got to take some ht rain i want to stock in pain i love rise feelings they love ice bain i have clouds fame i need to hack waves nedd ollala la i have a paper plain i need to travel all places oh that damm ppl want irplain i got only dolas in my poket jeans are cut i want to blzme go go away i have taxes on my dean 
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hi how are you
eating lunch at tartu
straight to the carpool lane and snacking on the bar food
don't get all existential like sartre do
maybe get a little introspective like marcuse
hark who goes there
is that you R-2?
gutting cigars to make a blunt like a harpoon
far from the harbour at corfu
my corporal court martial like this is for you
pour vous?
more to sort through
my sword'll sport a new blade by the fourth flu
don't be morbid orbit a new crew
my new zulu two piece on the evening news
now who can choose
between tuesday morning or wednesday by noon



how do i feel or rather why would I feel tides roll away still my eyes still roll inside me
lying up in laundry the hands took fast like merry christmas mary my dysentery my lack of singularity things were getting hairy we were talking about Sherry I was walking through walls like boo scary who are they this noose could hardly thin streets in italy will become a maze

so i asked her what was her name and then she said
damn man don't you know the refrain
look at the beginning of the song you sung
listen to the toll of the bell or the smell of the skunk
hasten to the place you went last time you got drunk now tell me why'd you walk so far out
why'd you walk out


No matter where I'm always there now who cares now who's looking into the eyes of the disguisess of my surmises is dumb in the face of cryptograms or a hip eye exam to the unhip looks like blurry letters like this fetter on my line ran from berlin to pound sterling my mind's my girlfriend now that time's the world's end my curling fingernails are falling off like toenails I tried to clip I read the freudian slip when I tried to avoid it rhymes embroidered with the foibles of the coded message

tell me where you are now that twitter took the messages you'd send me and broadcast them to ambiguity
now who is rueing these tomfooleries robbing jewelry stores from telephonebook seats






I am this
Iambics
written in sanskrit


The gradual hype is building now that elvis left the building and now we're all chilling with evils
my mind's got boll weevils and but I'm not enfeebled no I'm jumping like Knevils. My car is like an artist to an easel now I'm rollin in the dirt like a weasel Calgary Stampede type landcruiser vehicle





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Thisby and Pyramus
eating tiramisu and myriad of various dishes here at mamafukoo
now I'm going cuckoo with whose cool
protools beats like gza and the whole byzantine empire of mysterious metaphysical bonfire non-Being that non-exists outside of Reality.
But how's he connected to us then, and I guess that makes us need them.
The hierarchy of the church which the earthly manifestation of God
but now the idea of God is dead and we're all reading Nietzche and preaching to each other about what other people teach us
I think the idea of debate is a good one and if you you're rated X then you should tell them
and in relationships with other people you can find God in each other like a community of Jesus but then you're lying down with Jesus and that doesn't seem to please us personally but I'm sure other people like to to a certain degree and that's okay cause it's okay to be gay with me just straight/white/male/cis let me be me cause I'm not trying to oppress you and if I had it another way I would rob all the banks in switzerland and split what's in my hands with you Tramps in campers too trick the stranding strands of the tryptophane and dip into the crypt within don't trip it's the dead coming through with the many limbs red so bread through the limbs hemmed in with a springroll rag doll unforgiven Now I'm trippin on some mescaline cresting a wave coming up with the next tab setting in dressed as a indian I'm culturally appropriating my midlife crisis with the desert sand the desert sun setting hot by the world's rim overalls unfurled by the swirling whirls of wind curling the hair round the ears and X-Wings fly in a V overhead



into the lair of the people that don't care
he's that hebrew in mohair with the slicked back hairstyle
yeah it's gonna be awhile but you might as well wait
you might as well make other plans while you're making mistakes   

while you're waiting for next jam
while you're falling for phishing scams
while you're relaxing on the beach and a thousand marines start unloading from boats
like a million ants with extended magazines
which way is the way to the invasion of norway
 my mind is a sheep and I'm counting my dreams

pussy basket?

aluminium dust from the aluminuium plate I've been cutting on, the exacto takes a page from the signature to replace with a coloured picture of the churchill society taking purchase of the hot glue and circular blade
 the clamp secures the cover and the glue along the spine begins to set in place
guillotine the sides and along each edge.  sweet dickensian sleds and pudding of a severed head and avuncular mourning dress the handshake of a mensch the incredible lengths stormed the banks formed rank and file of files and papercuts

keep on leaping over puddles of water, sorta, the sun just brought up say tomato say tomato saint franscico say carrado opasada gotima and dasvidaniya ostolany and the foster mommies cost the commie professor trelawnenys the rastapasta platter you promised me cross the promised sea to the promised land with the sand and the palm trees cross the florida keys or crusade to indian and south china seas from japan all the way to madagascar beach keep on thinking like I'm your daughter my fairy tales and honour sailed like snails the long fair song sayer and egg layer in anglais er.. no failsafes long scared and now I'm beyond song credits no edits just straight to number one post on reddit from two seconds after I said it wait roll tape beep jeeps of vips docs all ripped strips lips with long hair stripped of his long hair dipped dipstick stick it all in there sibling gone his fair maiden its medium rare to say okay then let me demonstrate semi demi legislative bodies illegibly scrawling on the walls while eyes balling like spalding bitch was calling me all morning while I'm trying to get horny times you ignored me now why am I so important?


I'm calling in crimes binding books like orange rinds I'm sweeping off the linolIUM chilling with lost time and my man ryan who got a cyan sweater and a habit of teeth grinding, flaw with the jaw under pressure like some diamonds now I'm colliding with the bride of dracula and the wack tactics of immaculate conception transforming into beastmen like at least let the yeast live my vegan friend comprehend? wanna lend a hand or are you chopping off them going golfin with a hook and a look from your robber baron offspring got nothing but gluttony and a ticket to the ballgame now who's got the remains I've been praying over for days now the last icy rays of the sun begin to tfade away
shit I got got nothing on the phrases of ages of blazed the male gaze of fraiser craine and niles sipping sherry in denial of how much they make now I'm trying ot congregate in the city that congress made speaking englais the wrong way now do what the song say




i got elegy allergies
watcha telling me callicles
tel aviv mentalities in well to do localities



Things all changed now they're going back the same
and if that's cool with you I think you're lame
Now my eyes kept blinking in the overwhelming darkness I thought to myself I would appropriate a headdress from a culture that I killed out long long ago
you think you know but you're dying out in the cold while a hundred years ago they had a hundred names for snow
now we're making up a language and inventing some vowels don't scowl at me here's a witch's cowel and there's Simon Cowel looking like he's proud of how he treats other people with honesty
well maybe it's just me and no one voted me trustee
my eyes are getting krusty from blinking against the sun
winking at no one thinking I'm someone and not someone else
my voice is a magic spell now explain away the times I wished you well
Alterior motives and votive candles supported by shoulders I've avoided like audible orders my water bill soared the second she started to shower at my place
in line 5 hours to buy a mind eraser now I'm tired and debased
my higher place smiled down and said admire her waist buy her a place in front of your fireplace her smiling face


Sleeping is confusing for a mind that's amusingly cruising now trying to booze when replacing weed with other things for my health makes sense but like a million X factors I just can't take the changing events
like this city's just a cage of the age coming to an end
might have to listen in to the town crier in fighting trim
eyebrows out to the brim
flashing some kind of admiring grin
whatever luck was in his good luck black tooth is feathered out like a bob dylan hairdo
well I'm turning in the mirror and I'm wondering who
you think you know me but you haven't got a clue
Hey bulldog!
Don't you disappear on me like the lady on the train
now hitchcock is directing the detective as he's going out of frame
now If you make sense or make pretense
why wouldn't you know what these changing events meant
It's like I'm blue in the face in the winter in the cold
but it's summer and I'm dumber by the passing of Go
collecting 200 of what I really shouldn't blow
now the days are getting longer and a mind is a crow
KAW KAW
You think you know me at all?
Flaw with my jaw
you think I'm funny at all?
haha
I'm getting slowly dumber by the passing of the clock
seems you're either riding my jock or play acting like spock
keep all eyez on me like tupac
I get that you're in Germany but why does the interminable worldliness of the herdigerdi that you hear on the street displace all the faces in your short term memory
and why do the hands of the clock pass each other every hour like the changing of the watch
 and why do you just keep play-acting like spock, yeah I get that you're in germany but why are you trying to be a robot
or are you just robotic when it comes to me
Automatic your eyes are like the secret recipe I need to make it tasty
 I've done it a thousand times but now we're play acting so hasty
for real it's a damn shame
The hands around my hands are connected to a crane they're lowering me downwards like breaking new ground
I've seen you around I guess I'll see you around
so waking up at night and sleeping upside down through the day is my way I guess it'll have to stay my way
yeah I get youre in germany but why does that matter?
you should just leave or at least write me love letters
I think I'm a fetter just tying you down
but I guess you're slowly lowering me into the ground
Yeah I get youre in germany I can't say I agree
But it's your choice to make I guess you should be worldly
I can't stand the distance and why am I even in love with you at all? 
I ask myself the question but I've already started to fall
out of it but now I'm back into it and now I'm back out and sleep would be easier if I could just black out
 Sleep is so confusing for me why don't you sleep beside me like a stone I'd feel alone, instead of connected to someone like on the phone beeep beeep beep
yeah I get that you're in Germany and I'm in Canada
and that's okay with me Guv
and I get that Canada has no culture to speak of
 but I'm creating one yeah at least I'm making one.
now show me what turns up

why am i always in love with the same girl, i think I should just replace my mind with a tilt-a-whirl
it dont make sense like bad grammar and John Searle why wouldn't your language games turn swine to pearls
or Heidegger to Husserl

courgette e-cigarette

like a french person playing starcraft

coasting over the coast of nova scotia floating like an overlord duke like beauregard, got the whole squad chilling with the coat of arms of a cobra's claws


canadian classics
doing mathemagic with some asthmatics its the birth of tragic
curse my adjectives I'm going backwards
hacking words apart so spectacular the verbs they're coming out like action words or action painting art Jackson Pollack parking spot at the shopping mart got yellow lines spackled like what is cars? gutter as fuck bars over the sound of some chick cumming hard dumbing down darts so off the charts we're going dutch like gimme a part playing jimmy with the scars like lemme just see one side of our sweet and sour chicken balls lunch special I got left over from last week kiss my right and left ass cheek words are like casualties actually I'm passably passing for harassing these women simmering on the internet Send me a Pinterest now I'm all up in the eagle's nest on a regal quest like der spiegel steven seagal drinking stiegl out the war chest


try to harmonize
now you're traumatized like this almond eyed chick that i saw one time


pessimistic death was esther's cousin best of a bakers dozen lines the ovens minds the covens of house husbands a lapse in wax there's not enough of grooves to explain the facts in wack stats or hacks coughing black or burnt in ovens now I'm racked on the rack exactly in the place where I'm discovered or like Big L last seen now if memory was a serene scene make me a sea bream tajine make a green face with envy erase plenty or watch sentries on the watch saying enough already pass the celery pass the elegy for eulogies and who are we to soon or sooner be lunar landing these unsanitary tongues so languidly don't get angry with me don't get angry take a handful of the mammary for amnesty if it pleases your majesty


#bars

bitch if you ain't with me then get action painted in a jiffy


well then I guess the efforts getting tougher and if I take some uppers then I guess I'll suffer later huffing paint or matron hatred kinda ostentascious maybe block their faces out with oscillations maybe fossil fuels or tonsil stone chases up fire escapeses my tapes is lapsus happenstance of chance or forces like I'm not sure of course it's me requesting sources now I'm Orson welles of Norse myth teller spells It's me recorso it's me my torso cut off so nice like real horrorshow my dorsal fin in morse code spelled out DOORS OPEN pour yourself a drink and try not to think of Bridget Bardot Ok then?

tell of answers to questions I've cantered like horses like northern dancers of course my fantasy was a force of nature the sort to complicate what you contemplate for weeks at sea on the costa concordia leaks water tastes of lager like these bubbles are an augur like romantic banter take the slow canter make it lancer make it back for take it backwards with a cast of last day ash tray castaways now passing jays last may the spring fell into the inkwell now the sink hole's got demands and I think she knows what you didn't tell tinkerbell like the sound of 7 hells makes a mystique of all the carnivals the barn burning dharma and greg battles eggheads broken and caralled like cattle that's it chattle get rattled now saddle me up with gravol for the travels now I'm rocking 4 kings in full havel's
Throw pebbles sounds like trebble damages rebel alliances soviet era appliances give me psoriasis in my eyes'irises pyros with fires for pirate ships buy our business in drips my last name was the kick in the ribs bit of the bite bitter glib now what it is
waves breaking
line up the two lights of the beacon for me then  


well its building like hatred like flights like aviation if you say to me patiently who is living in your basement who be paying your way on this paid vacation who be whispering in your ear what you're saying to me lately
and you aint even gonna say what you see in him baby

take me on location to locations complacent in case you be spacing trying to phase out all you tricky vibrations all you pencil thin faces looking in places you shouldn't look so throw the book at the vagrant I'm waiting in the waiting room just patiently pacing and if you think of the jar I'm basically mason now who's chasing me, jason is it you casing the place listening to neko case in the bushes
my mind just gushes like a gusher when it smooshes
I'm lugubriously lusciously oozing with hubris
cause I had it but i just never used it

too many mcs like what? I thought you liked rap?
used to think lil wayne was wack now I'm insanely into that
been to hell and back so many tell of it
relevant to being hell bent on the elements of hip hop like
why are there always four like the name for death and shit
I need more like where can I get me it
Let me just get a little sweaty like
I'll just be myself if you let me
That'd be great like Wayne Gretzky
now I'm Drake just paying debts to lil Wayne like he needs another jetski let me be me like Stephen Colbert on TV
Moving to CBS like he's the King of Comedy
well excuse me because tragedy actually brings catharsis through the back alleyway
Today's a Good Day but in a sorta Cali way where every day is a nice day and you don't appreciate the sun rays like someone in England may


we're born to suffer and die but I don't know why
I don't know don't be blue though
you'll die too though
jacques cousteau couldn't get deep enough for you so now I'm Pluto
king of the underworld smile sweet as glucose my two closest friends are like who goes there looking cool in my sweater made of mohair
got nothing but despair plus a laissez faire type of not giving a care knocking down houses like oh were you living there

whereare you now my mind is a vulcan hands are a falcon like milleniums are mycelium tell everyone I'm everyone tell celery hands her grandandtoy green grew scars are now a brand I'll wear like a tan on my arms
makeshift charms hand me down socks to darn docks to sit in scorn on eating corn on my typewriter type might bite you type to write you cryptic messages in bottles in the sea
hubble telescoping scopic drive brothel in which I reside now my nine lives cut short like chives
muskrat hat and cussing black words  in from the outdoors
crumpled



sneeze i caught ebola rap
I'll smoke a bowl of that
looking dapper in a bowler hat

straight to burundi in a hyundai from the axis mundi
take off your bindhi walking over vents is windy
do the lindi hop with cindy crawford in a tank top
jet to bancroft
we're going bankrupt off these rancourous pits with rancors
sarlac canker sore hole in one at the golf course
Of course a strong force through the concourse opens up your pores like a song chorus
like a sphere with a hole is a torus my divorce my horse in the race type of court case at a poor pace made your taste get more sophisticated like borgais
caucasian chick with huge sunglasses and two corgis
ferrari car keys
andy milanakis
block these visions from your memory with foggy type of poppy
then top speed in a jalopy
to the top of these rockies and eating broccolis with the congolese
in a Ford Bronco running from the police
bunning tons of the green thundering dunderheads what you wondering?
one direction and I'm punting things






waiting in the  line for lunchtime
gonna be some time
some people have a hunch I'm right
cause of my sun sign one side of the coins says the punchline
other side says deliver it deep fried
that's a cheap lie disguised like some people sighing when they sit beside eachother in the bleechers at their junior high
like completely clueless
please be truthful if you don't want some creepy rudeness
see the truth is people aren't oomaloompas and its all about the chupa chupas
with bazookas circus hoop jumps turkish hookas market brokers eating cold cuts paying cold cash but really they're your bucks no daddy warbucks but he can afford us gorgeous portraits like the Borgias vast orchards and torches to light hallways with in his mansion and that phantom he's always with take her out dancing if you can follow this

dont be fooling
if you want my two cents
dont be feuding
you gotta use your illusion
dont get confused son
choose it now if you wanna move it
find a groove kid
dont got to be complicated
people love it or they hate it
but people jaded and faded so you gotta take what you made don't bathe in fake hatred or vacant stares of complacent people only doing what's adjacent
I'm based beyond on the space of where 1,000 people congregate
ego is bravado though don't be deceitful and identify yourself with your conceit fool peep new consequences before you leap dude, at least prove priesthood equals spiritual freedom because to be truthful I might have thought that when I was youthful
I'm not meaning to be boastful
I got a whole pack of joints we could roast though or have a toast or just chill be sober cause the major flavour is all about your behaviour good or bad you got to understand we all gotta live in the land build a plan with some scraps for our children still I'm sent with a pen how am I supposed to pretend my way to a benz my friends the ends my friends the end
now I ain't no simpleton
dimpled kid with with a crippled pitbull asleep by his sneakers I'm tripping off no sleep for a week buzz I'm leap years ahead of he repetitive rhyme nature sedative rhyme inflate your ego we know all your people hate ya secretly I'm breaking the news to you as gingerly as I can but do you're asleep on the mic and its weakening the land