More shitty raps

textbook flips to the answer its
take a gander
there is no love outside transference
handsome as cancer is dancing with
your mother and your older brother
mixed together like a sweet drink in the warm weather
form fitting sweaters and crackers with marble cheddar edibles incredible flake cakes like
dander and anderson cooper grey suits with hitler's stomping boots
let's get being in cahoots
eating fruit loops with babe ruth
four different humours
their arms were computers
mix it together like the blooper reel
everyone get all gooped like I hope it's really real

have you melted like the moon into sticky hands of noon time?
until you have I guess Ill run away with all your love in streams
I made it through the winter with a warm mug of spring run off and your hugs like drugs
and I told you that you snore to see the look on your face bug
let's go bay by the southern bug
let's discover ourselves a home in the summer months before but once I blanked
angst described a sense of thanks for the memories
swoon like monogamy swing like mammary into corridors unsanitary
licking icecream off the floor




 never see your face
I liked to see
Never run the other way away from me
Say it with your lips pressed close your hands undoing clothes
loath the seaside as your daughter does her mothers eyes
waiting behind her brothers lies
the sandy shores of cottage time and rocky shores of august clime
august in its memory
climb the banks with his memory foam matteress and a pillow made of seaweed
smoking spliffs with me all night in my play house
in the park
in the park at night I can't remember but Ill always remember





I'm elephant stomp poacher celebrate scratch against trees go to a jazz club add ella fitz
gerald on the track with Chewie Armstrong in the back shit!
Seminal, his eminence, all the bitches filming this please send me tips
quick now let's zip to a place where they tuck and nip speaking specifically of
trips to the hospital and how they ain't worth it on the whole when you're waiting for so many hours and Obamacare the same road
different street signs now you're in a complete bind
while yesterday at your sisters place you were saying you were feeling just fine
meanwhile in a different crowd, people acting all posh while to us it's considered rude
getting good service from private doctors
Mrs having affairs with
they never talk to one another so
their husband's unaware
kids grown up and gone to college so the place is feeling empty and
things are getting lonely round the house with no homies

Let me spell it out in Scarlet Letters for anyone who cares
Plus one elf mad fair
sad garrison of adjectives lay next to her there at her feet
trying to describe but falling short of her cheeks
I'm crying out exhorbant terms trying to court her and quarter her peach
fuck it hire a quartet for her met her meddling with her best friend testing me by texting him bare
naked pictures right in front of me on our date at the company restaurant I guess it wasn't on as hot as I'd thought
let's t ime stop rhyme drop sweat drip try him trope crime grope into dime dope blind folks always turn they're lights out


Braising sparrows casing all the grazing marrowz in the territory check the forty story fall of metaphor into allegory calico cat raps snaps gone gorey with these seedy barbershop teenage hearthrob Cory hotline hot rhymes Who got lines to chop?
Got jail times for crimes.  Enhale trails said she nailed it on vine
pale in her face when they sailed through the fireplace
in a puff of floo powder said gimme a try sometime and here's a voucher
punch ya in the gut or review me like your manager
either I'd rather than what's in that cannister

Chasing feral cats with Professor Quirrel's second half guess the lesson's learning fast
turning back to spuring backwoods attraction from second cousin lovers
now you're laying undercovers saying how did this happen
taking naps with other people's husbands or wives leads to dirt naps and hurt sad sacks and all that jive
snaps not into that ball game so
if you fall into that volcano lemme know
demigod dumb it down for all of us round here
semi odd semiotics simmer down for at least a year three cheers
muskateers now lets pass around another round of beers and another until we experience weird fierce jeers or shed tears

lay in bed
spend a day in your head thinking of making bread and be convinced
of all the things you'll never do but probably end up doing anyway as hobby in the future when you're wobbly on your feet and your body's all shriveled like the pit of a peach
bit of the bite of the leech with shit in his teeth said sit here with me and teethe and tease whittle away time like a piece of sea wood at least as good as a fancy feast dinner for two say christ this should rise like yeast or raised eyebrow forehead crease
looking gnarly like the ithaca greeks
down on danforth cooking cans of beef for hand me down lunches with a bunch of anchovies
can't survive on this grub bub you're so low down you're in a dive
baked potato no chive so come alive undead with drives and just survive











Bull Mastiff on the track catchin a whiff of that bat
check the vampire with the werewolf scratch
careful back away from that
sable black CAT cable back to the table at sable island restaurant dressed to faunt my best but tastefully appointed
Level headed though insane he's wack
basically a wastrel hack
case of overacting actor blacking out
disaster but then fast come the Hapsburgs in a lapse of tact followed by the last of the hamburgers
she's making tuna sandwiches to bandage it but quick catch the hamburglar
NAMBLA in the Ambutrans with the amber lamps on Ambian mishandling Little Sambo and Wilt Chamberlain

Tapering apron strings to homosapiens draping trapsing through vhs tapes of the great apes like the greeks we're eating grapes at a feast of reclining peeps talking real deep















Tulips
 is all I need on my dick


smoke an L and have a brew
you
wouldnt believe
it shouldn't be but
I'm telling you
if you havent heard the news
a herd of two elephants
take cover from the elements
you've heard of what I'm selling you
 on the tv late at night on the community channel
a beauty to behold and a freaky one to handle
its like socks without sandals or milk shakes without bananas
telemon and peleus
Kellog's flake and milk have your fill mate
now that we're awake let's have some chips and steak
yeah we're getting baked having drinks yeah you're hearing clinks glasses raised cheers
three muskateers
just left the bar and we're mad weird on beers
walk into the lab we're
ready to go flow some sick shit like oops here we go now let's roll


 I'm on a burberry murder spree and it occurs to me
chavs purposely perpetrating perjury is burgeoning with emerging urgency in Anthony Burgess dreams imagine I'm diving from birch trees hurt my knees and now I'm heading to surgery Turgidly that's how the nerds refer to me emergency vehicle crashed on iced flipped over no chance of saving the life
fatally beta blockers pay apocryphal visits to the doctors but shock here's the twist the ice dradle be spinning and innings grinning beginning brimming and dimming light switches red and white light disco accident and is it as rich as itches wishing like magicians or a tax accountant christians impositions in positions abusing women
and that exact amount of
Magic Powder
Tragic failure in cash over the counter
a slow banana republic type of answer that will sway like dancer before you like the tantalizing vision of a ends of Samantha
tell me the answer
sell me the zantham gum that will entrance her
enhance our libido if we agree to those who beetle bug and thugging we suppose to be complete disposed fetal foes and womb twin shark spawn harken to the testing of the mirror trap Do you hear a bat?  FLAP FLAP do a hear a fucking bat?  Gun go CLAP CLAP here's my fucking gat
Zombies out the bat cave we're rocking sacks with dollar signs ballas in impalas and m-9
berrettas do it better 100% the timeyes we're rocking it so flawless like the emeralds in her dress which be on my floor and carried away by my accomplice as I take this girl to bed and I have my way with her and a gentlemen says that's all I'm going to explain to ya

snap's so laxed he's practically a dirt nap
in a pool of his own blood thugs say death is man's purpose
nephalim envelope him like a hug with a shrug doug
cause dig it gold nugget take the coins on his eyes cause it looks like he sprung for a trip
to the bunk bed dream tuck shop snippet from the past grip it fast
one shot but gun shot
snub nose bros in khaki clothes rock revolvers
welcome to the gun club bub we're hot as lava
scrub or hide behind shrubs like puck and don't give two fucks
like a fox it's uncanny
amanda show your body to me
randy never knew I
made advances like the army
weather pleather balmy
salvation harming
paul's nation's tardy
apple carty math parchment note cards and hearts held in like farts
taudry baudy babely bodies make me laud her dirty laundry
dry her wordy warding off in nerdy nordic ring
sing all the elohim and I'll sing all the valar and if your off pitch bitch fix it I ain't no fortune teller
but once i start yelling and get less yellow say hello
quake like jello in your boots and pray I mellow before I shoot or maybe oops
and this goes out to all my bitches out the sunroofs

carry marriage off with sparrows and heroines from novels
scoop out my brain like avacados drunk and drinking wine bottles
say me sado- play melato oh Bernardo open on open like a car door
say but I don't know so blame on her clay Madonna in a vague despondent circumstance and
King of England King of France
There is no life there is no afterlife and quit your trifling
grab a rifle and strife with a knife or a gun might fill in by swinging a pipe or in a bind I'll swing a close line round the neck and crack the spine piano wire some other time

Grimier then rhymes you find in the brine of brain vats say same thing same circumstance but asking awkward questions vexes Rex Lex Luthor quoth the verve of Superman in scarlet letter S the glyph of his own lithium.  Is he numb to it?  That's the question of the comics but the comics are they comic and how can episodic repetion in confrontation remain helpful and I'll quote the Alamo or Kalamazoo Hullaballoo I'm on a new plane of just not even saying words anymore so have an orange and rhyme it with doorhinge Gord Finch mortaging cottage with three bears and porridge is enormous corneas forming as wide as spiders webs let's go next to ourselves.  Plus one elves left the trees but we're just chilling in the breeze of this field now.  And electrical wires run through it and radition waves now.  And they space is just nothing well.  It's an ocean of radition.  X-rays.  Gamma Rays.  All that shit.


Elephants Gerrald on the Warpath tonight
Hyper than some psycho going out and taking lives
Hey can I vapourize with you guys?
What could I say but we only smoke with fire.

Elephants Gerrald with the elegance to spare, yo
Portugese Bakery Hot Bun Caldense's fair girls
Most people have a lot to say: Relevance zero
Elven hero 80s deNiro bleeding from the heart like pelican Akira
tell me the jungle cat feral
take this kale and streep it like meryl



new madonna made a gaudy vision of her body to me
honest that I knew in my mind ways view that demons musta brought her to me like a oddity exhumed from depths before me like a  mirror or a television shimmering screen gibbering glib and gibbous rib thin and crib bibs slim jim thin lipped and thin lizzy grin

Stomp elephant pelican peregrine falcon wearing a grin talking to a dolphin on the millenium falcon after the Maltese falcon I'm golfing with Dolph Lungrin hungering grumbling forpungent cheeeeese
Yo Six different walking down the street like we're fucking misfits but
If you gonna make a quip about how you don't like our shit you can say it to our face pretty please

Six different cheeses walking down the streets yes different types of cheap ass strats c plus mustache
no change no bus pass so we're begging or sneaking reeking of weed every day of the week and double on the weekend being Fridays was highdays and boozeday tuesdays and rules to obey to enjoy and hold gay
We're drunk riding bikes
 Elephants Gerald on the warpath tonight
that's right so hype you break your arm and nearly lose your life
Shit that was close bump some Gerald in the psyche ward parkour out the corridor and ford the gap between the lab door and poor tour guard kirkekaard in a scarf barfing up fluoxetine in waste boxes and on his moccasins no oxygen I'm detoxing and I'm approximately on oxis but I'm locked up and I'm doxing. paradox and demons are speaking approaching and encroaching on your life is trifer than the whole one stolen by moles in my skin colder than holding her hand and abandoning images.
Amateur vandal vanishing with your valuables and leaving footprints in the mud of their sandals for detectives to take casts of with white gloves and I ask you
what's it take to knight clubs?
Tight snug like anywhere from bear hugs to bodies wraped in rugs and locked in trunks



I bought an Ipod
make a nubile new bod for me steve jobbs
make me a cyclops
because depth is so complex that it bothers me eye drops
are what I really need please give me a pint of pine sol
I'm solving all problems by slowly going blind y'all


elephants Gerald
feral cat lewis carrol rap
eating tarot in a wheelbarrow call me sparrowhawk
snap's back with the whole clutch of crap
laxing in the trap well you best wake up out of that
better net a better income in bigham shirts and being hte king of this kingdom hurts
cause the crown hangs heavy
like my dick the way these bitches have been hanging on it lately

automatic writing my bet exciting titans of crap or reciting back ions of fires dawning in the funeral pyres of fires of liars tongues hovering and stung like bees that monsanto can't sand so afghanistand and the taliban in banned doctrinal posturing to viscounts on the horizon of dining out and manners I can't stand the whereabouts or thereabouts in this here or hereabouts they said it would be about but then the struggling mugging took place and misplaced agdjacent spaces of misplaced ages of days that have been dreamed of in remembered past seasons or legions of leisons on feet pealing disgusting like busting puss out of something or something else plus one elves back on the shelf and jacob is faking it now gradients of grades say wow or excellent but next elected president of denizens was someone else and what better way to drink yourself to death than to ring yourself out ring yourself up on the telephone because the way that the heaviness rests and I better redress the dress she was wearing and tearing apart better make art and part seas like they're red and better express train well I digress



yeah
i was unemployed
so i actually read that

teach me how hands work
I wanna open like cans derp
these doe eyes are spaceships though
foreign as tierra del fuego
sell me up the river in a magazine
nailed to a man who was dragging a dragon a mango and a langoustine
said bake all the bread till its dead
and shake out the blues
make up some rules instead and you'll win it in the end

That's how cash cow
last stop before dachau
last thought before I pass out
throw the raft out with the fishing rod to cast out
catching bass now largemouth and they're heading southbound on a river heading westbound
that's straight up the river to death now obsessed by the wrecks on the way it's a like a crucifix of planks from decks
ripped and torn like the body of our lord and it's absorbing how the reverend acts speaking out his ass the greatest truth told in the remembered past ask if you reflect doubt
he drank two cokes and passed the fuck out
wakes up drinking fanta with a fantasy to pantomime to
if I'm to you what he's to me then we freaks can frequent decently at least as recently as a precinct C was released from decontamination
re-examinating all the canisters they're taking on the trucks on vacations to the chemical depository in rows of 40 x 30 stacked by 10 and labeled GLory
SOrry
I'm coming home early
you heard me
I like em curvy and purdy like al but very verdy like Verdi
Vert in ancillars cancel our hansel and lancelot fanciful dance of plot and metaplot to set besought beside themselves I rhyme to tell the truth like Lucifer whispering to Eve to eat and to enjoy just what is good for her and what is not is bought as marriage to the man you once had brought unto the world and forgotten like Lilith erased from time by filthy haste and crime.

the blocker
the cannon
the shade

I eat the eyes of sheep
rise and take a deep breath before you die of sleep
in your eye weepingand crying
leaping lion sleep beside him
deep inside zion and I'm biding my time when crime and punishment
cunning conundrums and I'm done with it
take it and I'm running with it
come and get if you miss it
but it's mine now
I'm powerful inside wow catch a load of pride
Lucifer walking upside down but inside
coming out his mouth like bees or swarms of flies
pigs head on a pike
and if that's what you like
make them talk to Mike
c'mon mike, say what you're gonna say

If Treyvon Martin invades your apartment would you simmer, man, or Zimmerman?
If kitchen equipment is given to immigrants then shouldn't the midgets images of themselves deteriorate in a society where Miley Cyrus is the vilest nihilist to buy a list of names and recite them at crisis point?

 Isis ain't here so entice us with fear

kpax zaphod remember that
white cat on the tracks holla back
take a minute to relax and think of all the syntax smack forehead clap
snaps rolling snake eyes in the crap shoot
gluten crunch crouton it's been wack since neutron bombs calm as death and just as harmless
take what's sprouting out my back and castle that

4 horsemen of course man I endorse them
king of all the salads riding first it is the worst man
I've ever seen in terms of cursing and bursting drama queen type verses like you read up in the magazines
can't impersonate this person
famous cause he reigns us in
we're the dream team and he's in change
like the czar holding back his hounds with drooling mandibles
just ready to kill all those fucking salad bowls
     Next it's dexterous emmerson the temperance of an immersion blender yes he rocks it calm no splendor on the surface but under it he's stirring up the temperature whirring like a merlin with a scroll like a messenger
no matter who be testing ya you pass it flying colours son you only second to the number one
    Yo check it number 3 with a vengeance Johnny Lasagna calm from the marijuana he be smoking like farmer shout out to farmer ted, we be checking out his daughters yo praises be to the alma mater, flip a burger with the condiments you're so fond to mince, slice with the mandolin and dice no matter the price to your fingers or life
And if you start to get worried please don't
because I need 2 more lasagnas before you go
    Number 4 cold as ice forming from the days of the cold war in the fridge getting the vegetables to wash and toss the ones with mold spores zucchini spiral champion like my god this can't be done and then he does it like not to rub it in can I even say this in public I spit it with the truth you know the people they love it if they only would discover it in the woods like some bedtime stories we're some deep under covers shit

   


 I'm carrying a carry on on my way to merry one very fine Sumerian with a derriere to bury an Aryan or merried man cheating on his secretary and his wife interrogating him with no variance or tarrying with vegetarian areas of paris barristas or barrister lawyers protecting sequoias or serenading versions of ourselves from the past cause that's what we conjure up to ferry us like carriers of nefarious Ares or moonlight fairies dance
on the way to the next world
external texture out of context I'll ask you if
task you with facts checked graphs you cliff note crammed with your hands into tin cans
when my grin abandons sense clench your fist and swing back


wraps on racks on racks
hacking back black tar and animal farm dismantle the barn and build a bookcase with what you took with you just in case from the fire
a hundred ovens tall
they came like eyes in the night
dark at the centre but gleaming at you
flame and craving flicker
they blink in pattern like the trees moving against the backdrop of the sun
from the window of a train
and you drift in and out
it begins to rain


night time makes me think of...
nothing  hugging earth in friendship and earth mistakes it love
misnames it care
and writes it odes
it cut your hair and wove a dreamcatcher
and left a barrier of salt
around you sleeping
when you wake you break its spell


There is a single principle of philosophy as there is one thing life and now there's two things in life I suppose there are two in philosophy and now that I count that there's three things for sure.  And counting again four.  And addition at its core we make it's matheme crap a bore and pour a beer and schmere together coherence from appearance in delirium ranting back through language as a lecturn that is speaking to the lecture.

I miss the texture of the person that we liberated Christ for, and have abandoned or destroyed.  This coy make believe takes away the filth of complication with an air of zen, saying "Do not deal with the complication in life, simply buy this and you will have absolved yourself."  This is the catholic capitalism of buddha at the beginning of the 21st century.  The biotech is at hand and abandoning itself to nanotech and we're waiting for them so bad right now because America's kind of lost it but it's still the only thing going on on planet Earth so all these reasonable folks clamouring for the American dream in the Future Asia Prosperity Sphere are weighing on the Earth's resources like a fat kid in the bouncy castle.

There is little it would appear philosophy can do in a situation like this but offer consolation, a path of least resistance in the divergent course towards death which is our meted lot in life.  It can offer great and moving elegies on the nature of being-towards-death and how this universality of strife and a highly Christianized response to universality in isolated singularity.  If these answers had been sufficient, as they seem to have been for some periods of history, they are no longer so.

We have to escape the standpoint of will entirely.  One must think the opposite of determinism without resorting to free will.  Contingency has-- in Lacanian psychoanalysis--been displaced to the object.  The object as conditioned by the subject, but this conditioning is just there to cover up the gap--the Achilles and the Tortoise structure of $<>a--in which the subject never quite catches up with the object of his phantasy.  While the drive seeks the annihilation of self in the ego ideal, at the level of desire this becomes the sustaining game which drives the phantasy and can never be realized.  The gap is internalized again as the ego, the very failure to achieve the ego ideal--the dissonance with form characterized by Aristotle as the actuality of the potential qua potential.  But this gap must be sewed shut, knotted, by the fourth--the order of the sinthome, the making, the doing, the naming, and foreclosure of meaning which ultimately makes life possible at the end of analysis.


 







I tried making poems say real things
but its cheating all the fake things
you could imagine I'm saying
lets go back to wolves braying at the moon
like eagles and seagulls sing
we're culling younglings like Anakin, Nooooooooo!
he's loonier than muskoka lakes
more loonies than the coke machine takes
broke now break me over rocks like waves awake now open eyes like cliffs
and if that's what it is
Oliver Sacks
her hands like tarantulas clawing into your back and in the dirt they crawl acorss the room to find a hidey hole
now like spidey sense stole our innocence I'm counting all the pence like count olaf laughs baffled at a premonition of the preeminence and emanating from his eminence unto the denizens already dozens of them leveling
have a nice day say the better man won now the evidence
is clear we're
at a loss
like one hand undoing bras


cuckold horns make a crown of thorns
now your gown adorns the doll up in the closet of my crowded dorm
now I'm rocking porno mustache with much flash and much scorn watching much music on the tv in my custy corner of the room musty odor crushing pills into powder filling our pockets with the metals of the changing moon
falling star

check the voice of engine cars
tells us our
lips white as flour
made sheets like the ocean waves break against the shore
make your mouth a whore eating hors d'oeuvres
a whirling dervish curves a circle like the fixed stars


eating venison with many funny men with many sins
throwing pennies in the bins of denizens
has it been reticence on your face I'm sensing or it is apprehension learching towards fortune or a henchmen in corner with the axe man in former soviet republic of the love sick hover board backflip flying kick

Some dare to find a layer in the atmosphere but I swear there is coherent imagery in there somewhere
somewhere or somewhere else
or else
plus one elf's
back up in hell trapped with magic spells and
lack of mental health
well check the mental wealth of uls
cannibal cows of skulls with death knell and scroll
who eats the eyes of ewes
her eyes grew grooves for you that's what eyes do
at least mine do
crime zoo times two find food
prime proof I'm too aloof
grew green grow off my roof and stoop hoof print stamp down doom like thunder goes boom
you suit my dune lampoon sci fi trip to cancun
now let's zoom

ten fingers sing her song in deaf language
for no hands to hold sandwiches
this is sad as anguish is
languishing in langoustines in dream cuisine vanquishing turines of meats encrusted in its seams and seamly jelly
wiggle eggy little leggy
peggy porker
made you soak her
like some beans
the night before

Eddie Balfour

tell me of Chaucer
a master of english verse and reality imposter
has a roster of lines for actors to read like the oscar goes to atropos
you know who
catch your nose with a hook cashew nut
the receptive television signal digging spigots in the brigade of frigates slick rick's the shit
well I think the sets broken miss I might have to fix it


ATROPOS

tell me the truth or tell me lies that disguise my youth in time
sweet baby ruth what do you find?
And when you take back everything that's yours don't leave what's mine
just have it all
abbot I'll sabotage
rabbit holes
catapult
cannibal hannibal of the alps adderals
too bad we're all catanonic now
gin and tonic is a pussy drink
bank accounts
and counts of weed
ounces and qps
riding hoopties with some groupies and seeing Snoop on TV as a kid and now its me
rid yourself of who you be
and we could be decently spaced out at pace with freebase
tell the truth or make mistakes




showing her gams at the slow jam
 crammed into the minivan like toe jam
got the whole fam sitting around and we're eating ham
no it's not kosher
but then again
when exactly was it that I did what I was supposed to

so for now
 now I'm sober its
code for
mauve furniture
and furtive looks
october cover us
it's all over for us
sing the chorus
umbrous oprahs cobras an O for his mouth and Xs for her eyes
texas was ours
next course cut scars into arms with shards
Mars is driving cars into our hearts
like wheel wobblin' shopping carts
your farts are practically art
part the red sea like psyche with a trident
you're going home tonight with anxious excitement
who could give a damn to hide it
and the worlds was an ocean just rolling inside it
her belly the baby the bathwater beside it
astride it the ghost of her dog, Clide, it's him reborn in human form again
and now the women all say they love you but in your mind you know they're just jealous of you

I'm in the reagal beagal drinking stiegel reading der spiegl with an ego the size of Seattle I'm Greedo shooting first at guidos rocking speedos who's key note speaker at the rideau got you crouched into the fetal with acetaminophen procedures with defeated ddos sea legs and sea toes hawking cds on street corners

 we're the sober ones chilling with the dobermans its so Burgundian that we're crumbling him over buns
cause its all for fun in the sun and you only live once

ultimate cult of vaults now sculpt go kart race track parts
into k mart by Christmas time
we go worldwide in the meantime
if you hit me up on vine
we can maybe later grab a glass of wine
cab sauv

Rhyme Book

I wrote a picture book and left a note for you to look
upon the back its written that
within this book contains a nook
to hook and hide in
look you're dying
took you lying made you say the
things you'd never say
I washed it all away and made my bed each day okay
I wished it all away and now I'm okay
together brocade
this out of barcode stickers
 our code which is wishes hitler
took your wishes made them bitter
ashes glitter
smash this
hit her
take your big titted baby sitters and a litre
of what you owe
blood I stole like punch in bowls
punch and judy shows
lunch with drunken who is he that knows?
stow away within me
and I'll take you around the world


rob ford
dog scent don river gorge
hog town log flume
cogs turn round
can't exhume the bodies of people who drowned

the coach of don bosco
does his shopping at costco
smoking crack by the rock now
looks like he eats lots of pasta


might might might
be likely to bite
quite trite like a night brite at night you need a night light like
pike point and place three spaces from this amazing grace I freebased
said make haste and come back spaced out and case and point your emaciated face pointed west



why are you so fucked
cry me a river full of my hopes
and dry it all down to a crick
up the ways from the old prick Uncle Jay

they said stay away
the signs they said stay well away
but did they listen
they'll have hell to pay

bright as night was in the sight of watching owls hear the wolves howl through the trees the sycamores hear you and they weap in love for you
but they cannot speak
they're so far above you f
imagine I dug you
up from the grave
and made you up some dinner fresh each day
would you come back to life for me woman
or would you just rot away

nolinesonthepage just chickenscratch scratches and lighting wicks

























that was brief
how bout bow to cowards of good grief
wood weave into hood dreams and dairy queen prom queens from out of magazines
grab bags of weed from the mujahideen and put on a record to set the mood of the movie screen
set the scene like set sail with me
and drip a snail trail to snail mail me messages to bail me out of jail















love love will tear us apart
again
nothing left to do but fart and make art



i'm the rhyming primate on this prime real estate
prime rib and top sirloin steaks


alter ego self
so dasterdly like some bastard he's going to guelf for a bachelor's degree


 here's some low brow lowenbrau to browse
now get together like a unibrow cows
like some herd animals
I'm rocking socks and sandals dunkin danimals
like a phantom of vandal who ran the whole can of worms and it warms the heart to hear it speak the name of spirit
and it answers just the wind

no need to debate this
its me teegz and dave its
so fresh and so ageless
so act your age kids
this ain't the middle ages
a shield like an aegus
eating bbq ribs of your gilded cages
so sweet like a mage is
you see teachers hate us
but you keep turning pages
this shit is contagious
like Pheadra,the vedas or even the pheadrus and I may just say just one more thing bout the sages
coming through the haze it's
clear as day its
face is melting like the nazis at the end of raiders
so confess to the lesson that was written on page one
its an alien invasion but
I got a ray gun

(To cook you done son)

rhymes so nice they're in your head like an ice pick
minute rice'll only take a sec

trauma coma leaves a dream omen
magic tomes and zombies nommin'
the cost of all men's boston bombing
Fine don juan with the common sense isnt it obvious
shaman of the ramen noodles, pharmeceuticals and booty calls
with oodles of ray charles records collectors edition star wars cards cars in a wack accidents in far off forests
car off course
pouring rivers of salmon amicable like our divorce
saying toodles to your ma'am and
ouroboros
I'm just speaking to Mammon
if you can't understand it
might as well ban it
like its toxic like a slow lorris
or even better yet you could learn to can it
door to door
like sanitize it with lie to hide its core and turn it out like a whore
and pour it on the radio in cars
 in bars
 in fields on islands
all men say amen
and all the girls now
tell us what you're hiding

inhale
smoke trails of the white whale
and I might set sail
call me ishmael
the omniscient on a mission to push pounds
to burn up like phlogiston in kush counts
it got cancer in remission in bush town
with what I'm pitching in you could put rounds
the fucking pills could kill you like an elephant
let's celebrate
every august eighth the foggiest day I smoke an eighth to face the druggiest haze
the cerebrate baked offa crazed praise
my head's the carrot cake y'all fakes or slaves
errors make mistakes sometimes but there's a fine line
between I'm okay and what's fine but this much earlier time when fine meant bad and girls had sentimental thoughts and feelings now
there's no girls in my life or wife to keep other people from stealing now


  i saw i guy doing a rubicks cube on the subway and this girl looked impressed you could tell but, she didn't say anything and she got off at my stop
so what good is all that work then
i mean besdes inherent pleasure there's just such a fucking loneliness to everything and to me and melancholia is a certain pleasure to itself but even in the face of her
she's already gone








who else but the elf got alphalfa on the shelf in plastic boxes labels tell the mental health of delphic oracles and that stealth nuclear google yourself so horrible
scale mail riding coat tails like the acid trails stray and pale
check up on this rap like the wordwrap in your snail mail for real
this shit goes in your ear and out the other one son
then pop like bubblegum
are you in trouble hun or should I get a nun
her uncle was a drunk who liked to kung fu you when you didn't done do what he wanted you to do
check it for I wreck it like a fauna or a fool
iguana like a mule cause it kicks where the stool rests
watch your mic
what your mic
biked down hill on a tric' so psycho it might go like a microphone and phone in homonyms and almond eyes
to harmonize with anagrams of Anna and Na Na Na Boo Boo
tell me will you
send the bill to me
I'll pay it with the work of my hands and my back my aching bach my acking bak bakk kakk


I was talking to myself in another language
hurt the heart now hand bandages and mannerisms you haven't met with yet you slept with
like a kiss of death quick upon your neck bitch
test this like a photostrip and tease me like a whip
and if you slip don't trip, skip, take a tip.

Hello mellow yellow socksa and garters you rocked crossed twice with scotch tape around the crotch say the role you play is botched take a minute to unlock this chest of drawers or four door locked
in the back with the boxes check the frosty cost of loss kid as it leeches what its stealing from your veins
what niches always teach us are the same thing.










who's that sick MC who got the herbs passing round
who stays up on the track like a motherfucking basset hounds
going back to antarctica with parkas on
I'm  the best tile layer in Carcassone
building statues to me up in the parthanon and in the parts beyond
speaking parseltongue

one time I got high
it was a liminal experience
I thought repeating it
would cost me dearly
but now I do it every day
and I feel pretty
okay


when I think of her the images that block her from me show themselves vacillating in the dark
she's real and beautiful and this is something destroys my Platonism, my supposed critique of Courtly Love, the real's on the side of the image.
because immitation in the sincerest form of flattery
salmonella
fortune teller
spelled your name in enoch letters
went squiggle loop then spiraling cone of cornocopea
I was hoping you'd find a dopamine vein and open it like a letter opener fetter for the magical ritual holding a kris
to set it all straight again
my fate the end
the jouissance of melancholia in mourning again







yo its mad inspiring when I'm playing my violin rialing speed dialing images of violence my eyelids bat and bid adieu to you
true that's cool
now let's together like a crime zoo so uncouth its out the group home with poems
charmed to meet you ma'am let's bone
take me back to your place or if your not sure if we should embrace so openly
I've been hoping we'd elope to france and open us a restaurant
where a gaunt waiter takes your order with a french accante
ague
smiling
cheek to cheek like sir andrew aguecheck
wow you reek
what you were you bunning or were you killing a beast and roasting its corpse in a fire made of leaves and twigs
on a spit like a pig




vampires of meditation

vampires of breath
of smoke
of blood

unary trait
spoon feed me the other teat
I'm going to Dune on a Atreides spaceship


fucking twitterers
yeah I'm talking to you with your bitter words


brain drip trip
take a fresh slice of life and see if it can fit
the trick's slip it into ziplock clips and call it a montage well is okay for the inlaws to devolve but bivalves should evolve ball all gnarled into Husserl Housecarl of Jagermeister distillery tours
spitting doggeral like through a fog we'll all go
Tagalog the logos goes it follows
check the sea call of the white whale
hooting owls would soar
higher than wood warped arches
mouth parches harshed hash pipe mouths
and on
they said Sauron and Saruman were searching for ring nuclear bombs
sing truth to her wrongs and forsooth she's gone.



look ma,
no hands
let's call the dealer like look
no grams

home on my cup
a picture of home
in blue and white
white and blue
picture of you
trees and hills
hills and trees
trill the reed
read on till your eyes bleed
and bleed you die
and die you'll be a lie

don't all the people that you meet make you queasy like the sleaziest I'll be all week was in the laboratory freaking out the geeks they were unequal to the gory mass of sporty chicks wrestling in meat cause they're used to eating wheaties in front of the TV
now its noodle cup in front of the computer
smoking buddha like being high is what I'm used to
say good bye to the new you the old you is back and he's asking how'd you do?


now the male ego breeds a seething mass of people who ain't equal to you it's like the sequels the new you speaking through you like some voodoo and leaking green goo out his ears and to his peers he's as good as shakespeare but hard to take seriously  like shake n bake ain't the same as a restaurant steak seared and juicy see her caboose see how it's moving see how its soothing see how you're droolin'
vampire ghouls lighting pyres of humans on fire resuming to sire our doom
wire through entire tombs of gloom and make it boom
egyptian scriptures ripped his mind
he went who am I and who are you?

I was walking through a forrest of slow lorrises and finding a cottage you know I'm sampling the porridge that's called forraging cause what you've got is what you grab
what you've bought you're not allowed to take that with you where you're going
sour dough and orange blossoms cost you what you're owing
keep on groaning with a bone to pick you prick who do you think you are
ARE YOU WHO YOU WERE BEFORE?


break out of the cage like nick cage got no stage firght
singer song writer got more hits than wainwright
that's his name right?
rufus
wake me up when I'm hung over like the neighbours fucking roofers
they expanding trying to fix shit
while I'm like the director 86 it quick nix it
call me Nixon vixen crossin' lines like Mason Dixon
Nikon pics of tits complection of perfection








i caught this deja vu something major
I saw this shit by liquid taeja that blew my mind like a blue phaser
cruel laser trained from outerspace spaceships to lame brained posers
I'm all thumbs
what you got opposable
all those hoes I've disrobed'll quote a potent quotable
I hope a full fledged chokehold on the vocal so beaucoup folk who know
scroll down the whole page raving unbelievable
the transceiver of the green glow
No we don't see eye to eye but you can see what I mean though
Rideau Canel hockey
eating pocky
rap monopoly
stalkers stop to talk to me
 saying
if only I could get closer to ya
restraining order
insane disorder on the brain and paying it forward
blames the border for the boundry that you crossed while leaping bounds see how it breathes down your neck like a threatening evil clown
key your car
and get the debt collect the calling card
this is where bizarre turns to scary be wary
there are very few cases of this behavior but deja vu rules viewers for the evening news




what you're maligning is diamond mine reclining in your brined brain
pickled trickle down like economics and affect effects in ontic fickle fate we'll wait til friday
and that strumpet is a crumpet and a munchkin is a frakenstein ankh sign signed by Bansky as a thank you for axe you grind
angst you find  where I was feeling fine.

your big brother and big brother and the big other and your mother and on the other hand metaphors are close you could call em kissing cousins and dime a dozen when muzelin fuzzy and cuddling where's husband hun? 'cause bunnings begun cool runnings and munchies I got hunch he's out to lunch with his friends
his friends from work but not his real friends
spending funds to buy another benz
'cause sitting in the drive way is enough to pretend you see it my way or is it pie in my face rhymes that disgrace the whole climate of waste

combustion engine
the computer
which chemical asset are you
festering in the stew
of preselected goop
or are you outta the loop?
get a handle on the truth dude or at least let loose.






childhood is a vile good
defiled in the wild wood
to pile worthwhile first smiles into rehearsed cursed verses and immersed tiles in the run off


of the chemical plant
that killed you made you human
that broke your back and glued him
to the earth that first did groom him
and loom together tunes for him and soon the wind will take his hand and make the grand entrance
to the life he ain't quite living
because this halflife is for women
and men make there own wisdom


no one is equal to me

ain't no sequal to me

cause like a seagull I'm free

kaw

rhyme disolve into flaw with the jah stah

scrunched up klingon forehead
they say you're born dead
or was it born yesterday
try to press repeat
for porn its best to stay away from festering custard and live streams
one day to be an investor in
pestering uncle festor he's while sessioning

simple nimble emperor
assembles empanadas
in the lamp lit temple of
the den of them who sent for the
pulmonary embolism
I'm breaking symbolism over the head with a bottle
full throttle eating avacados singing mikados blotto off of scratching tickets for the lotto
which is sort of odd though
bitches call him John Doe
wax on wax off so talk so proxy aproximately oxymoron eating bon bons with a moron pouring it on with nazi war bonds
for the fonz


rise up from the layline of the great circle route
like gander from the forrest with modernist lounge rooms
you'll become the face of canada


spare change free range explained craning neck pains blurring eyes and chest pains and ulcer calcium falcon call me calvin and hobbes games
like calvinball baseball from childhood wild wood wave
say good bye to me babe and reading writing is a cut your cutting me off

see saw back to what we want.



Yeah thats whats she said to me
bitch please squeeze
there aint no other remedy

the candle murmurs an answer by the flickering flame
sleep's a game of mirrors
turned upon each other in infinite recursion for conspirators
these walls have ears
quote shakespeare for me dear and let's vet before we sphere

Drinking luminol in a room and long hallway crawl to the humidor eating lobster thermidore in a burning aura of wormwood core
a voice from afar asked

how'd you get to be as groovy as you are
said I always tell em that I learnt that shit in juliyard
on the schoolyard in my foolhardy youth in the poolhalls
cause nowadays no matter who you are
chicks'll drool over you like a goddamn movie star


I guess if you say so
now that my brain's play dough
say grey coloured rainbow
and paint over plain clothes police officers and my coffers are paying for the cost of awes averted gazes
a murder pays for itself with life insurance claims
golden wheat from the rain
now rice is fighting maize
and christ with tongue of blades



hey you
tell me what you do to me
before you do it to me
who? me?
yeah just do what's best to do
ruby loofa roofie
going underwater scuba
newfie
take up roofing and moving new gen sun yat sen mental hospital
pent up bottles of event horizonal
ducks and boats and squids and bubbles
childhood love and kids in trouble
eating drugs running from pigs down tunnels
brigsbey shuttles
Fix your buttons
Do your shoelaces
Pull yourself upstaircases

now grace can you spare a face?

this poem already ruined itself
so now I'm brewing witch spells
crooning soon like a bitch yells
which is worse than seven or was it six hells
bats in the bellfry will sell the book of kells
and make a clean buck cause you know kitsch sells


snaps so elastic

extraterrestial vestige of west hollywoodfestering festivals I did all I could like first of all the worst of all I'm cursed with pursed lips immersed in verses worthless as the smurfs is
beyond the girth of bursting liverwursts Fred Dirst is reborn resolve and revolve and devolve into sea calls of whales and narwhals and white whales and bardolf the brave
living in caves and having raves with discarded slaves
runaway or hungry
living with lung disease and fungal growth on their feet
it's OP
it's OP
fuck you now go to sleep



doc holiday on holiday in mali or bali or california borneo or oregon so boron begone and seesaw back what we want and bon vivants indeed reed wand begone wigwam and charms oly oly oxen free and detoxing in reebox and we're wearing knee socks when he talks we walk down planks like ewoks and pea pods and pol pot hot pots hot pockets so hot we got blotto offa hottentots and gratzi
what did you bring, sing? i brought a lot of wingdings and hot sauce at baseball play ball ace call out 5 kills near outerspace yall





Sarah Kerrigan pheremones are luring him
spare seraphim
D.A.R.E. where there are films
terror builds like where are sparer doves?
Heir of lair of mirror images that Raynor loved and nestled in his brain
We know you left them there fair cherubim so he would rescue you for marrying or just so you would stop staring at him so he eventually he ventured deeper into creep tumour covered Xel Naga watchtowers
which gave him visions too wack to crack
to trip over the vestibules so best rest for fuel just to put you on a pedestal and when you met you you fed him a whole bowl of stew
and drinking brews for his whole crew too
TAlking Egon Stetmann you can bet man
Check it man you were lied to
Check the ghost spies costing through the fires of Char`s brood
Ultralisks and vultures who risked their lives to
snipe spires which God chooses to do
who but Flash? : check the Video
and preceding clip of pretty hoes with their legs out getting plastic surgery to better themselves now
tell me what to think now now slave labour in the marketplace lemme take a drink
This chink`s telling me what to think
Stephen Harper'll carpal tunnel secret tunnels in carpool lanes to scarborough
I`ll put my people in the clink and compete with his price fix but while his people eat rice mine are dying,fat, clogging up their asses and vast populations of cattle are releasing greenhouse gases let`s get our fucking facts straight
When you bring me on a date let me regulate what you gotta take for granted (nothing) and what you gotta face.

gobble goebellz moscow rubbels hubble humble bumbleberry crumble


she had five arms
two on each side and one out the middle of her chest between her breasts with a hand of four fingers
her skin was cracked, the sand of the desert
her hair and eyes were black, the void before the word
she has ex, isted
ex, humed
ex, alted
ghosts around her gather of the unborn whom, with a cup of pennyroyal, she has aborted for young women in unfortunate circumstances
Lacking I imainge
A room of one`s own
From Saskatoon and in the fields of wheat beats the heart of the Greek made Indian
in their blowing in the wind admittedly a helicopter
but hell if I care
see what you can sell me on after


where are errant feral children bulging belgian errol flynns or grinning sparows made stupid cupid robin arrows or drunken christmas carrol wheelbarrows
You said I'm a card
SO Read me like Tarot
get him off to work or they'll call up the barrister
He used to slide down the bannister without even a whimper now it's off to a simpler time I can't remember


Yeah
That's what she said to me
Seems fed'll be
rolling heads
now that rhymes my only pedigree
the evidence that was said against me was offensive to me personally
It's all filigree to me admit it to me
I'm waking from the tomb like a real cool G who me? Yes that's who it be
walking through the place at a pace you can see
slow like a gansta rugged with piece at hip ripping tapes for cheap on the streets and maybe selling sneaks
to make a living
for those hoes and those freaks
who`re raising his children
decans with fecal matter spreading when they speak
I'm talking making mockeries of meek and reconnecting addicts to devout catholics recession I'm making no consessions to the vestabule next to rule me is me that's the best rule press your religious lips to my left testicle and pass the full festival to next child molester next to you cause you I'm next to sue
bricks through stain glass windows tell you what to do
that's get lost
do we really need another holocaust or should you holla at your boss
Best of all the rest now that's humanity evolved.

IBM computers take many things and panacea! makes them one thing
and now we are having things instead of being things
the things I am are only bought by third person
robots and cameras clickin' going off in word bursts of cursing imersed in the verses I've first spit the worstest I've heard since the merger with purchase forces
I'm coming through in warship repurposed by historicists into the courts of morbid appointment
Yes I riddled you with missles and I missed your appointments
I took all you had of me and made it disappointment
here's an ointment for the point when the bullet pierced the breast here it is bess they call it sessions blessed with sess now I'm testing what's meant by besting one's self
questing away is taking up time
maybe grab a chair cause its time to unwind.


I'm writing couples of rhymes that got buddies waiting for em that they cannot unwrite
see when you're making a couple you get all these fallstaff firsts that first seem so clever but then it disperses  and then those you cut from your life like they're only rehearsals for the first time you'll have some time in the future

She whispered
be a king harry
as she turned away from me

but I said
I've always wanted to be a wizard



the sign of potentiality is
the mark of death
the face in the mirror
that's looking round the corner
that tripped over a boulder
and lay to rest its head


 get a job

america's funniest
television tape
is now on youtube
homevideo breaking into
RGB
R2D2 and C3
in three piece ambassador of the galaxies, how come he was made on tatooine by a kid but looked like all those other droids maybe I'm acting paranoid but inaccuracies are getting to me
borromean be what I see
 splitting into two or are we three?
and three becomes 4
topography log flume with me down the mobius strip
grease tape magnetic strip
the television turned and its turning on you now
everyone at work is worried about you
she was only just starting to get serious 'bout you
write me for dummies how tos
but I just wouldn't read em
maybe video tape em
like what do I do now dude?
Breed easy.



carlo 416 413 1566

Jacob Engel dropped out of

Jacob Engel went to King's College university in Halifax, Nova Scotia where he took early modern philosophy and is now living in Toronto working several part-time jobs.  He is interested in poetry, alchemy, and Lacan.

tutenhkamen ramen noodles
toodles to you poodles I got lots by the oodles
call me bootsie two jewels
I'm ruling over who's cool by the too true evening news
I got em lined up like they're pews
while I'm spitting preaching verses like I'm woozy off of booze
who are your crews compaired to mine who six foot two
bricks through windows tell you what to do
that's get lost
rhymes like a holocaust so you can holla at you're boss
and tell 'em prostitution got a cost
and get to fostering lost kittens instead posturing your hand got bitten

call me big ed
trigger happy meth head
press enter on the keyboard and be more like the sea bed
blub blub the weed it got my feet lead
lying down like the dead
Just like Rita Skeeter tweeted
skeet skeet reheated in the mircowave
and it might be days before I go depraved
Okay dope toking
just broke bloke from okanagan broke my noggen open on a log when
folk went hog wild bloggin'

looking out the window
at the nuclear winter
been a total wreck since`
well I can't remember

 aerosmith and wesson step and fetch em jesse ketchum call them lessons in the law or flaw with the jaw that's stressin'


anubis in the room with us kicking it like pumas cause
I'm voluminous with the hubris of what's laying in the tomb with us
harry s truman was a humanist
asking what the doom of all the humans is?
zooming out on shrooms and shit
what it truly is is what is entombing us
who us? and who is grooming us improving us?
crew men of the boom and bust wanna all get to the numenous




 I'm coming through dude with some meds for your heads
maybe you two should just go to bed
so defensive whole events of future time

stamp it all down to dust
don't make a fuss just inhale the stuff
these are the people that you trust
would I lie to you
 or if you died would I be true to you
would I be triste?
a little trist with your miss wouldn't leave a bad taste?




moonlight night




where are you
where are you
now that the air has married you
flying fish carrying you and they're schooling together for a ferry for you
and rising from the sea is a reef fed by nanobots and neo-victorian blimps dock against its coral spires
on your birthday







make a monkey outta me now
getting every day younger but a little more senile
she's coming coming down with the disease
the disease
the disease
maybe we can be two but two can't be three
there's leprauchan wedding and mannakin guinnea pigs
for chinese labratories in padua circumstance
their elegant fascism
the entire apartment
it carved itself out
from the space of the universe
hark and croon a verse immersed in sense in nonsense
resonating madian evading all of heavens reticence
it's been awhile since
having confidence
cause everyone's
makin' a joker outta me now
take back what you said and unbelieve what you see now
can't you make a mockery of something that breathes what begrieves me now
now I'm leaving now
now or a later now
now or about right now
how's it right now
in her night gown
there she is now
coming towards you
crawling down the stairs
Who else could care
it was good enough for her
it made the world
OK
folk they gave you codes from art centres park entrances behind bookcase
it was everything
it was videogames
the internet before the internet and caves in your mind
make corridors to find
horoscopes from the future past divined

King Arthur riding shotgun with the fonze




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moon made me change but then changed into loonies
mercury carried all things in my life that moved too slowly or lowly
like love which is the territory of venus
birthing galaxies and green as spring growth
but the fall of love is the jealousy of being down in dumps
 and for every low there's a hump
so stow the mars away, like wars to be a story told in bold adventure
and maybe eventual heaven will come, ruled by the sun and jupiter with cupid at his hip, who rules round the wrist with the manacles of love
saturn's what you had behind you
time to serve and worthless else
repetition with an itch
a nervous eye twitch
from drinking coffee in the morning
born and born again
word of my sin the sword that's in your hands
now pierce my neck again and sever it
quick before it hemorages and I bleed to death slow like I deserve
there was a swerve in the universe before it birthed the world
it made the fall of perfect particles that twin like two girls
run in tandem then a random happenstance a-chanced upon them
pondering dumb things like some pond scum on the surface of water that's not running
it would be boring
without the twisting of the circle
the crispy skin of children
the wispy hair of midgets
the grinning of an idiot
made of satin
grinned like satan straight from hell and you left me out of what you listed now I'm pissed and pass the pills
straight iller than what kills
plaguing graves with zombie stew
making fun of what you used to once think was cool
even those people that was you too








I'm grinning with my own cunning while I'm bunning







jamie murray = 647 xxx xxxx

Lacan and the logic of demonic parody

Jacob had a dream of a ladder, a double spiral staircase ascending to heaven (co-opted today as the double helix of DNA, which is also said to have come it a dream).  This is a the axis mundi, the ladder which connects heaven and earth.  We might here think of a simplistic reading of philosophy of Plato's line or the historical bonds of feudalism in Middle Ages.  These two reinforcing orders ground their justification in a transcendant God, of which a full Nietzschean critique is perhaps in order...but not here.  My point strikes me as roughly anti-Nietzchean.  We will see how this this notion of Jacob's ladder, as well as its inversion, its demonic parody, the tower of Babel, as discussed by Northrop Frye in his Words of Power, keep cropping up.  Once seen, they cannot be unseen.  But now to quickly explain.  These transcendental philosophies of the straight line inevitably run up against their own demonic parody in the form of a philosophical twin who attempts to render only the warped incompleteness of what is finite in their philosophy.  Plato has Aristotle.  Kant has Hegel.  Young Wittgenstein has late Wittegenstein.  This is the contradiction between masculin and feminin logic spoken of by Lacan in Seminar XX.  One side presents the All, grounded on a certain exception, the other the non-All, with no exception.  Certainly Wittgenstein is not alone in philosophers we have that exhibit some turn in their work, Heidegger, Sartre, Lacan himself, do not, at the end of their lives, think the same things they did in their youth (exempting the unrepentant sympathy for nazism displayed Heidegger even after the war in his interview with Der Spiegel).  That we have thinkers who are themselves divided from their earlier selves in thinking life is perhaps progress, evidence that we must no longer wait for the school boy to refute his professor, that we might have professors working steadfastly to refute themselves.  But what then of the school boy, does he merely fall away?  This then is one of the serious problems of education, as Northrop Frye says, because of the fierce competetion for tenure amoung young professors and the pressure to publish, the university as a research institution has outpaced the university as a school.  Professors are rewarded for being sempiternal students rather than as teachers.  What we need is for information to be conveyed as well as a sympathy towards the position of ignorance.  Without this grace, the corporate mega-university will further degenerate into a place of alienation--not simply of the body, but of the mind.  My father always told me: try to get a job working with your mind instead of your body, a good thought, but in these cases the alienation of labour only cuts deeper.  The only solution is to assume this gap more fully.  To assert the fact that the turn is evidentally the mark of not having succeeded in acknowledging the gap as such.  We have made progress in that this turn exists once in a persons career, instead of having to wait successive generations to be presented with the other side.  I will try to make the next step and say: this is the turn.  There will be more along this winding and forking road.  There is no turning back now.






I'm weirded out by you















I'm holding all this in my hands and in my head now baking bread and breaking down breaking dawn now let's head downtown
quick grab a glass at that place down in brickston
mixing in with kicks in the head plus notes tied to bricks son
this place is filled with hicks and pricks and those racists who don't like mixed chicks instead like 666 and imagine the devil's son eventual heaven will come
thy will be undone and
rerun backwards again
for everyone to go to sleep when they ascend and lying dead upon your hearth a hundred carp and plus the coventential ark
that broke your back and plus bark's not the bite no more its true
what's black is blue
react to me as I turn into to you
turn into me as I react to you
what's up is what's below and get to stacking dude
babel towers and say to be what's yours is force wars with scores of hordes of rats run by clooney the scourge
quick I'm purging sturgeon caviar
you had me at legwarmers
stegasaurus had enormous spikes and plates for us



 giraffe neck turtle neck trek back to staar trek and a half cups of rat poison choice orison event horizon
eye drain spiral say mikados of gradual padua scrabble babble of balezebub and rubbernecking under bridges over clover
cloven like the hoofs of your lover

non-all mono ontograph
take my heart and hand it back
make of me a photograph
for you snap
and snap in half

body holes and sole and only
there is a one I hear it moaning
in the morning when its born and
born again
said sleep on and keep on growing bored of him
Whatever you want to do she said to me as I turn to you
and then turned into you and then I grinned at you and asked you what do you want to do?
If you'd like to
and then we three could be a one divided unto itself
and it looked right through itself
and talked and knew itself
oh ya ya ya
onomatapoea caught her by her ear
cauterized the sear of drawling bawling tear
now stick your rear right here and have a beer
or else steer clear
of what you fear
look right here
its all inside me now
said seek and hide me now
and hide my frown and what you love
that's up above
and made it up
and gave it a hug
and took some drugs
and caught the bug
said what you're picking up now


They say the ancients are a waystation
made of grace and spaced by masons patiently effacing bright sun light when playing playstation on vacation instead of red octorberfestivals
there's no sexual relationship well, crib the hint at the hip and don't trip
ipswitch rich with abercrombie and what you stitch where hemmingway got a gun to scratch the itch that chris hitchens wished away well we've been through this again
michigan and what you're pitching in
now we're born and born again
 more than anything else I've seen you in me now
been you when you pin me down
and round here
equivalence without ambivalence
makes a malcontent of me now
say where you've been now
wayward and senile
crane makes my arm for planting crowns now
hands down
now
a lawn mower and that I'm lowering myself into you
who are you now that Pit and penduluum swung right through you
drunk on its own semblance wrote true to you
hellish lawyers to sue you
to embers or remnants
revenants or villainous
killing us
with their syllabus
will at first tilt a bus over with the wind
and over bridges now
cut on clipping hedges now
wedges and sharp edges and the sledge that nudged the veggies off the table of the crudites
who are they to stay away
or stay the same as


Garmonbozia



drift wood cherokee indian set to a
brand new mode
warmyour hands on
candle lit stoves
cast iron
black iron lung strung out from cigarette smoking
hot cider and black cats pacing
cheeks red like mitts around the
the snowball in my hand


liars come tongue sharp pachoulee harp string catch me carp
bruised heart
sour like a pickle and a little sickle sharp

















cd scopic drive hive mind to mulholland drive
when all five of my lives flash before my eyes
you go to bed with all my wives
I'm eating chives and sour cream with potato chip slice

and so nice right through my dreams and teaming demons creeping in the mirror's edge appear to fetch a mirage visage it's it charged
with crimes or electricity
what you make of me
incandescently
messaging me messages sketched in 3 like Rosetta
stoned when you met her
now you can't tell what she's feeling when you kiss her



jack, I'm writing to congratulate you on the wonderful award you have just recieved.  I might remind you, if you have forgotten, that Joyce himself always wanted to be a singer, his wife Nora always thought it disappointing he never achieved this dream of his.  But he wrote many musical things, poemspennyeach, and exiles which are overlooked and Finnegans Wake which is often looked over and turned aside.  As any good Catholic boy you must have read Portrait of an Artist, but I would turn your attention to the Wake, I would, if I were you I would, being as you are in the position of singer of songs, you could do worse that the best song in the world (that is the wake).  As a guide, take with you whoever it is at Third Man HQ who seems so interested in the work of Lacan.  They should be some help in uncovering the secret of lalangue that I think lies under language.  The jouissance of jouis-sense, the joy of song singing, of onomatopoeia.  I think you must be sad (just a bit) without Meg and maybe I'm projecting that because I'm sad without Meg (and without my Meg) but this book will help you along because it has a heroine named Anna Livia who will fill you in on the picture and the picture frame, ever expanding, or turning to the left, from man to mirror to woman to mother and perhaps more singles will tell us where else, but I think I know the skull is next.

Tell me I'm wrong. 

I'm just a twenty something kid who grew up listening to your music jack and I really am just a fan.  Congratulations on the honour you have recieved, I hope you are tickled.





  tree said to stone
leaf me alone
break a stick it stairs
blink and make it stars
or blair witch marks
and wobbling handicam
like a child drawing stickmen
and sticking men together again or pulling them apart
missing piece parts I'll barter for old chicken bones
Finger bone fingers she gathered like berries
to make fake blood for your movie
said your movie isn't scary
it's barely even art

take thousand arms and wrap them spider-like around me



who else could of...
plus one elf did it


just woken up and my head is feeling broker than a coconut
I better toke it up




descartes happens and truth is abandoned for certainty
what is present before the I (eye) which is clear and distinct is held to be certain
yet what of the absent?  What of that object = x?  The Thing in Itself.  I call it matter, I call it form, I call it God.
does it not appear as a shadow in our vision?--that vanishing point through which infinity enters the scene.  It appears as phallus, as a screen, a surplus which hides a lack.

But is this transcendental object not a paranoid projection of our own knowledge of the One through its failure in desire?  The one that holds a lack leaves two that are the failure of itself.  I said this void is not peace now beseech my nieces and my nephews seeking refuge in the destitute and meek reeking of the booze and you best press mute on this part of the DVD if you can understand what the video screen is saying take your money in the caymans and everybody hates everybody loves raymond death makes 'em the same as democracy when they're layin' in their graves and Robert Graves says it was entheogens
that built the cult
that bridged the gulf
that hopped the stones
on the way to the home
of the utmost high
who's boar goared thigh
ruptured dionysus isis was his wife and he himself was grandchild of the sky
they take your tongue and make it lie
or lie in bed with virgin bride
in the springtime
ring chimes
Here comes everybody and his kinsmen
Hens in pens and innocents

that's what they told me
 rhyme's my only homie
said keep singing soprano like my main man tony
only boney M watching TV on the Sony call him caulfield to all the phonies
phone home ets
and cone head straight to dvd sequels
flock of seagulls
Steaven Seagal and a beagal solving crimes
rocking double deagles
guess which one's mine

god sent fossils as a decoy
like they sent me back from space with leonard nemoy
penticostal missionaries from the island of providence
fishing scary salmon from the centre of the sun
met her like your moms
with molten hands
plus this golden arm
folding trees like her palms
so hurry your derriere
they worried not for care
they made their trees a forest of broken hedges
Going west to rest on oaken benches
Oh I hope you mention apprehension and my henchmen call and mention me
Empathy sent for me emissaries very Aryan to Pharisees among us crunching crackers eating humous
the sound of drummers
magic mummers come in masks to help us over humber rivers in rafts it's the return of the repressed
causing shivers up your back
so keep on track with what you lack and what you're lacking's cadalacs and smoking cigarettes
now that's a big regret to me I figure it


chinese military
making me breakfast
very scary derrieres
the size of texas
said they're driving SUVs
expanding into Greece
it's the debt
it's the debt
and it's growing up your knees
Starting on your feet and then taking all you value
making out with your girlfriend
in front of you
Collecting the change
from the bottoms of your pockets
giving you some candy corn and rockets
the shittiest candy
alright!
is that what they told you ?
or was that just the old you that grew some mold out the mold you outgrew ?
making foal soup with soul stone included and occuluded
mauldin mood did waddle from room to room
outdating dating couples and supple views
couple hubble telescopes and scope the refuge
expanding away from you
said they're making a mockery of what you love


read proclus on timaeus

staying up late at night till its morning now

What did I like about the world?  What was there besides her?  And now that she was gone where was there to go when everything took the shape of her or bore her wicked memory onward? 
I lay awake. It was late.  Or early?  This final question came in the voice of a sneering joker.  What are you to do?  Who are you to be with so few hours of sleep?
And as I closed my eyes and thought of some plan, "perhaps I will buy a coffee on the way to work? perhaps I will set my alarm a half an hour ahead?" it was as if some anxiety rose in me, which built and built, which at first kept me up restless for long hours, but precisely at its crecendo, sent me off to sleep.  My dreams like satyrs danced around it.  But why did they dance?


Casting eyes in askance ask you why or why not?  Kitty cats sleep a lot while leopards leap a lot a rabbit hops but got no hips. And sometimes frogs go ribbit and sometimes koaxkoaxkoax, and sometimes the hips you grasp are Barbara Bel Geddes' and sometimes they're Kim Novak's.

"champaigne for my real friends
and real pain for my sham friends"

Acephalous bucephalus
wrestle us some villas in mesola embezzle a fortune remove the organs and wrap a fella in muslin
guzzling melatonin and mescalin
swollen omen of growing groaning bone bend tone count ten solar cones in oceans
radiating ghost men to erase your mind with whole potions of what the postman sent
oceanwater and kosher crustanean
said your malcontent and fasting like its lent well pent up sense would lead you lengths of earths so first I got to spec
its for the best for us
now sever it
itself from its self
now leverage it
in Mausoleums and museums
rheumatism in your joints annoints the point that it begins


can it all be so simple - wu tang
corner store - jonathan richman
red bowling ball ruth - white stripes
totally confused - beck (live kaos)
dark was the night - blind willie johnson
only god can judge me - 2pac remixed by dj screw
sittin' in my car - slick rick

in context of your next of kin
next to him
I'm excellent
now nestle in


elvis left the building
but I'm here
drinking wine and beer
in fine cheer
eating tangerines in tangiers with my peers
shady crosshatch like a steak sear
fake shakespeare of thus spake fear and named it
zarathustra
I'm Farris Bueler of this here blues bar
who saw warsaw in the life line of his paws
with a flapping horse jaw
of course it pours into four star
porn star
death stars and cars
nah I ain't from the future yes I'm from the stars


dancing like a zombie bee
they fell unique vaginal snowflakes
in a gentle pitter patter
on the landrover hood
marking a widow's peak
against the inclement weather
the sasparilla drawl of the agave plant
the texicali slang of the taco vendor
the elastic waistband of america
the voice of the televangelist
saying, "Television begins like a book, at Channel 2"
The first chapter
is a colour test pattern
or else
the pitter patter of the snow
of the paw prints left fresh in the morning
making it all the more pristene
like lipstick on the styrofoam coffee cup
climbing the stairs three at a time


moving back to moving stacks
we call 'em greenbacks and that's


I'm Ovid gone rabbid
burning Amun Ra a common law cosmonaut of the bizarre
a mob of auburn lawfirms now undressing call them lessons in the law
Tom Peckanpaw with the shlaaa
Hermen Hesse of the pause
Hops on top of cars that cops tried to cop but arms got lopped off like two ts down long A: I got an AWP obsolescing top of hip hop pop
we got going down so stop a bellhop
goblins are robbing me of what they took now broken backs are babbling brooks you didn't hop like cracks you stepped on quark and lepton mark my solarplexus septum with a magic marker dot or barter bought adreneline shot of what I ought to've done myself
no help for magic spells
hops ringing bells
now fetch me the lift and drink the liffey to forget the pills to fill the villas with what spills over window sills or billboard filled desire bills I'm taking pills to remember what the embers reconstructed fucked it up with my naked soul is ruptured
before the world took it
bent it like a knight to rooks so straight they take just what's in front of them
not pop like bubblegum
now centre immense tents of events
like they're malcontents
bent on pent up rent-a-wrecks
sent to bend the rules like the uzbeks back to back to back to
act II
where you wrote it on a note
a noterary quoted before he opened


grow up
grow yourself some new ones
yeah
what they made before out of
what they bought at the store
couldn't add up to you

but they took it apart
like would you have a look at this kid's heart
this kid's got heart
I got to say

well I made up from my head
so I could dress you
the way that I wanted to
like "what could it matter to you"











the truth of revenge, i.e. that I must kill another to fix the past, is that in the same gesture I set myself up to be killed in return

Hamlet, in accepting his own death "to be or not to be" has already accepted the otherness of revenge



facsimole emily
nap trip revery every remenjy yosemite sam trammed his enemies



linguistricks

so terrible


I'm so bad at this rabbit out of hat
batshit patting cat cat sitting a pabst sipping slipping raps trip
I'm snaps the crap's my batch of matched words with matched then mashed like a hash
plus I'm smoking hashish plus the grass

&
and per ampersand per sand
cran
berry stereoptic
by the dropkick of her coptic hop skip and jumped to the opposite
 
I'm obstinate and I'm all the fuck on top of it
I'm mopping it up as we speak now shut up I'm leaking creaking nerves weekends are like the curvature of space and erasing asain nations with ephasia or euthenasia
craze of mazes traced to phase you
made you brain tumour included
my rudeness exuded brooding
hooting owls and looting
toots his horn with Putin and the Gutenburg
Newton

I should write about Newton


Zizek: the alchemical side of Newton as fantasy from the "truth": what truth?

what is Hegel without this christological fantasy element?

Bohme




in marriage we are free not to enjoy
we need a polyamory where you are free not to enjoy



mu getsu
let's you jet ski flow like tetsuo expanding over neo tokyo
I'm stammering
I'm coming back and hope you know
and holding onto hope I stowed in back with the load
in the hold
press control
radiation radio going moaning out your soul
and that's the sole and only soul that fills the hole in the body whole
at least that we got
a feast of easter
listening was christening to hip hop
nieztsche reaching for the clip clop
with his nose
parker posey type of flows that broke your nose and plus the cheat codes erodes
elite seat of a fetal position fission power wishing which ambition dictates its impressions to
I'm falling but on cushions dude
yes you know we're bunning kush and that's true



well take me back to kerouac
on the road to scarbourough with a copy of borrough's
naked lunch
in my lap
yeah I'm spending all my time chasing 'round these girls
it was the highlight of the twilight of my life


Now who are you
and who am I
well everybody knows they don't know what happens when you die
so take me out to lunch
and feed me lies
yeah feed them to me with a spoon that's pretending to be an airplane flying through the sky
yeah take it all back
take what's left
scrunch it all into a ball like reciept of your debt
to the bank
and to the government
and burn down your house with your wife and kids asleep




everything that works its way
down like it percolates
hey don't get upset just take these precocets
you look like a douche to me is called minutae
it's just what you've gotta get used to as you move into the future



the only lonely shoe bomber
who's a charmer like hugh grant disarm ya with an accent and macks and incredible amount of bounty round him up with foundlings crowning like your baby's drinking downy fabric soft
tragic loss now your accountant is banging you on the couch




los santos
and those
cantalones
antimonies that met in matrimony
pass the lonely pine cone kind crone only grind fine trichromes like their geodesic dome homes
made of bone
coney island icecream cones
my homie with chrones
what's up with your bones
giving alms to fill the tomes
and growing arms like my trauma impact
 quantos
thanatos
pantomime
question me and answer time

the name that did disolve me
cancer call me backk toact2

tarantula walking stick chili and chocolate
jaguar with eye holes show pumas beneath

they made you a mask said walk to the beach said walk to the sea with a wreath for the reef








noir cigar cheeseburgar
axe murder asks you burn a wack sorta exortium to moratoriums on rigor mortis in the board with pins connecting things with images now next things is the grimace of the furance burnished into varnished harnesses and tarnished pharmacies
Now this is what we are to be
artiface is part of me so cart away my art for cheap
and part of this is bartering with what started
art of atavism
had you up to bat now listen
christen me the vision of the visionary
make it less scary like the sequel to Carrie and Aryan nations starting up again
No you ain't gonna fool them twice my friend
I'm burning ice now descend into the den of vice christ sent to hell made it nice
and fellons sent me heavenward
Haven't you heard
Seven virgin messangers emerging in a cresent curve
west of worlds you must affirm
I'm burning sherm like I'm
13 again


behind me stalks the hungry chops of the apocalypse licking its lips and crossing her eye stalks backward like a snail or a slyfox unto a hedgehog rolling like an existential fog log fluming on wedgieboard



if you get dumped chump dont jump here's some shit to bump


lump into all rumps in the rumpus room
cause soon some new chick is gonna wanna hump us soon

soon


"I think we're going to have to stay secretly in love with each other and leave it at that."

i just smoked enough weed to stone a adulteress, drank three coffees, so I'm wide awake.  Not sure why but I managed to choke down breakfast with Dave, Teeger, Tongson, Matt and Lucy. And I drank that coffee so bitter that I miss you.  I met this girl named Xena who liked my hair and played with it.  She was attractive.  I miss you.  You're never around.  Except you're always around.  I wanted to write you a letter.  How is Europe?  James told me you went to live in Eastern Europe.  Is that true and are you alive and well?  I only want to hear from you, after this long night and then I desperately needed a coffee and that waitress was so nice.  I miss you.  There are these eyes of other people that I see you in, and you're walking towards me.  I can feel your hands like a rug to burn me.  Like a hug to spurn me.  Like a nug to burn me.  Like a sink to drain me






the critic reclined in his seat, thinking this was garbage


toronto you're alright
but you're raising me up










here's a sore paw with a thorn for ya tom sawyer
euphoria got your law lawyer poised with in the foyer of the grimey crime court
terror frame got your mind warped to where your head began
and banned the wench be gone
and crammed the next exam and faxed the next harrangue BANG to langly
we found him with his face mangled in an alley
drinking tang thinking how the space race was ran when Reagonomics stopped reading comics and decided to ban them
texted but did not talk
I said the want was all for nought and now distraut
with ghostly visions of the astronaut
got no visual compotent opponent all you can do is try to own it a donut got a hole in the centre where you enter like let your pent up frustration spill out yes relaxing body massage raps it what it's all about
that's the whole shit you got to get with
lock it like tetris
yes its the best kid don't question the efforts
now pass me the pepper cause this is so salty for yall
shit its special



nd
647 xxx xxxx



Euphoria absorbing it
amorphous sort of surface of the 4th demension bends events that heat furnace
seek to burn us yes the feds came and took your funds and bent your limbs
in earnest
rhymes that took your kids your wife and your biz that is divorce yes
I'm more just...
critizing hatred in no faker shit than prison
now begin in the beginning sinning was in innings and measured kinds of parables and myth was all about sayings and you did in article and point in fact and actually if you were living way back or even alive today in those places on earth where your virgin birth nurtures first its own ideologies
So Christian mission is forgiven when decisions are impinging like that
write that down in tight math and write back
or maybe kite back
hike back
to the manufactored whirlpool that is zoning us from a wormhole with-in reality itself now
feel the pelvic thrust of the best now question only answers and answer only truths now get into the groove
and then you move
just do what's zen to do
and then you too
will be amused
and smile like Buddha on the statue


we'll I've written tunnels making funnels my self sustaining whirlpool I'm turning screws like Jules Verne will spuring burning Vergon's will I'm getting scurvy from the servant syllabus I'll build a bus from scaps synsapse is striking viking hats
like an axe through your backs now relax and snap
Knee caps and apples if you'd like yourself a snack
From a tadpole to a toad or a frog prince so dapper
with raps that grabbed that back of the room's attention as well as the ladies and yes also fellas
cause music is for everyone no need for yall to get jealous
  


mind Boy

mud body

crimes that took your horse and made it horror sports
coring holes in foreign shores some more
cause vampires are more than us only by substraction
like humans are animals but with something substracted
some information
yeah they broke the locks off everybody
stole the whole tell tale
now round town that bell tolls for me

I'm sort of hung up on these mortal rungs
my coricle kung fu portable vorpral tongue
opens portals like a portal gun
torqued the gung ho
swung up from one rung to go
but bungled the bungie jump oops   oh no
no this dumped dromedary hump got no skunk to flow
hunky dorey stories to bore you drunk so
 lump a chunk in with the hung fingernail stubbed toe


call me the jazz vampire
and I'll  bribe the umpire
with my magic blood empire
red like a campfire
hot like a bonfire


I was one my way to Dave's house
it was the evening of a friday  and I was taking the same route
that I always took so click your heels
turn the pages of this book to the back to check what's real
Cause what you feel is in your heart and if your smart
and not retarded you can maybe see clear
Cause coming round the mountain like avalanche accounting for the sounds that you can't hear
we're in tears
what's that leaking out your ear
chasing hares with spears
shaking spears like he's lear

I was walking down the valley
and I'm talking to the alley cats that's spackled cross the city
like a litter of kittens that's the litter of a sticky hand with ice cream napkins just balled up thrown away

I was thinking to my self now
that I'm drinking for my health now
and why I've got webbed toes, I don't know
Just the way she goes I suppose
but sweet darlene was dreaming
about one sunday evening even stephen in the neighbour's pool
Its one day at a time like I'm lying here dying trying to look cool
but with a thousand tears
leaking out my eyes like a thousand years
well a thousand and one now
one thousand and one
like paul simon sung:
"take a cradle and make a baby out of clay to fit it right
like the shoes of a tiny child
walking through the alleys in the dangerous night and I'm trying not to smile
yeah
It's just like in the movies and on TV
it's like that episode of the Wire where Poot and Body are walking down the street and trying to greet the world again
now come on back my friend so we can begin again
yeah
cause we're going and coming and flying to europe to find ourselves now
but now those places are filled with tourists who are trying to find me
and I'm sailing away into the adriadic sea and the suns shining and the wind is in my hair
and the voice of a child is sweet as eating an eclair
from the harbord bake-er-y
now you want to go back to the city and goooooo to sleep"


ab
ab
cd
cd
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gg
gF

F





the retrograde heart moves backwards to show me the other at my centre

I just stepped out the funeral hearse into the universe and now I'll croon a verse

I'm soon to burst like mummies cursed immersed sandstorms
I'm mad informed and or phantom fan chorus rising like a land form
and more
pouring on the forms like some orc torture porn I'm mourning born again morning hen
horning in
on the sort of thing
portible orbital ovi ring
roving in droves like bovine with aubergine

jesus is a mushroom
don't get mushy over me and you
your crush is crushing me to doom

torpid orchid
or pin me in orbit to circadian rhythms beneath my pivot
ripen a digit and make cribage or is it more of a limit?
Take a minute
to run it through to the finish
I can reminice later take a sader to fade her
and imitate her like darth vader building yourself a face
and erasing the mason jar scar vase from your heart
cut in half like descartes a martyr to Sartre type love like highschool so ghoulish it fooled
dual jewels of dragons cooler than badgers with the honey to be dripping ain't no going bad rowing back
to love like in my mad drug lab
with some fab chick on my arm but I'm looking all drab
or any other future
check yourself just what you used to be is like mutual or perhaps like a cubicle
check the decorations on my wall
check the scawl saying I'm the balls watch your rhyme disolve in pine sol
crime trichrome of iote check the zygot I got a whole bioclimate of primates from the time of the comets
if I tell you you'll vomit press pause on the on switch and make sure take your precautions and throw caution to the wind

chicken vindaloo stew grinned at you said down town's pretty brown here's your last buck or two left
now the visa card's coming out and it got you in debt
yet
yesterday is looming like a threat above you
who knows how many people out to get you
looking at these faces all around you and its getting to you
ruby ruby slippers clip together like the misses in suspension or prodigous like attention all to the people living in my house
yes she was
still is
bone house
poem kids

my whole wild wild west with the spider and it came to life beside her the most fearsome predator in the insect kingdom: an arachnid, with 4 legs times two is three to the glue of ants now take apart the tense with legs to dance eggs to crack for existance or is it pivoting instance that's turning turning glimpses yearning for a blimp from steampunk merry christmas

i woke up one morning
with a smile on my face
that said I was lying
and I need to replace
everything in my life
with powder and women
said take what you're doing
ball up back to children
silly and laughing living in ruin
drinking and killing
like lawyers are suin'

when you're dying of cancer
be sure to romance the answer to your questions
question not the answers given by the doctors in the fancy trance of France's aunts and uncles
well met Kant you cunt
now dance to the carbunkle glance of turning stone from the telephone gnome chrome ice cream cone
dialing for the front desk bellhops
downstairs
pulling strings out one at a time like jenga blocks and when the lift stops on the floor you want
you better thank them
the demonic bridegroom of the underground
tell them ten miles couldn't walk or wrap its way around the earth or stars along around the ground now
now we lay it down and cracked it
like the sidewalk
photo volt colt go dancing all spackled

I built it with my hands in bandstands and showerstalls
that's how come it always falls when the isotope drawls
yes languid
they gave it right back to me
now elephant ear rain hats bat eyelashes sacrastically



25th hour


it don't get easier it gets harder still
life's a wife that took the kids
broke as whiskey and cigarettes


go to row to a long time ago
they made my bedroom nook a brook that broke some time ago
and I'mma go where the lines grow
out like the lights go

tell me elm tree
how did crowded streets did fill up like Philip the Prince Prince Philip finger print killer's finger prints still there and sucking from the blimps of the Virgin Queen's,like on our money, honey, dripping bees, dancing to the queen teets of mothers covers making like the sheet a canopy and air and we did build inside just like a recipe
Now test me
to remember
I've remembered
give me pleasure
give me heat
give me air and spare me a seat on the bus to heaven
everyone can count to eleven
last number in your binary generation
tell me of twelve
says you must delve
into the earth like dwarves not elves
wreathed in leaves and reeves and corn sheaves and cheese
easels by the bed and lead in pencils ain't lead in paints and licking a brush into a point will surely spread the taint
and make you quaint and curious
feeling faint and full of feints and spurious lurid quirios
here's a bowl of dreary cheerios
to ferry us to mirabelles
and save the milk for oreos
in emporiums amore glore my son
I'm whoring em out on the weekend to a weakened man a paltry sum
all say aum
and feel the numb spread
as you distance yourself from things and I think its in my legs
I'm stepping over eggshells like I'm on the beach and reaching for my peg leg
beseech me captain
pass the map I think a crapton of haps is happening west of us round up the best of us and let us test the trust we have together with our ship and rip the sails
all hail the setting sun to guide us on our tales
 
gelantenous cube got a torch inside
that godzilla wants and you know he can't hide it
vampires fighting werewolves which are arguing with frankenstein
and Zombie Jesus is three days dead but he's coming back to save us
like I heard through the grape vine
the giant squid's dead and he's pulling us under
the mothman prophecies turned out to conflict with
your appointments
that's why dragons next to dinosaurs will always be a disappointment
and the boogey man and the abominoble snow man
are arguing about some stupid shit
that tomorrow they won't remember
but mothra's playing basketball with elvis where the wild things are



go go mojojojo nozzle causal cosign of lois lane lame time
now check the main line I'm dripping out of stage fright
now if you bank it right maybe tie fighters in the fire fight
check the bright lights
I'm moving in the dark cause I'm too old for a night light like back in the day playing lite brite, check the meteorite
I'm mediating between being a being from the left or being from the right

 the cancer is a no no so we're going back to vocals
I'm talking to the yokels from the Volk who know the folk wisdom
I'm christening this river with my own jism like I'm Marduk as far as you can tell I'm you, blind rhyme soup tried to coop it in but oops I lose
who are those crews to a oppose me like I'm foolish I'm the ruler of the rhyme state I'm the optimus primate and signs say that propaganda tells you that the truth is I'm Great
damn straight I'm moving through the habitat with rabit cats and laser rays so check the phase
of the phaser splayed
I'm space age with amazing grace

where'd he go on going back to rohan riding backwards on a doldrum I"m scolding old bums for asking me pennys nickels dimes quarters or for refeer capacity beyond the wand of eldar

actually tell me of voudon passages in cappadocian vaults
and sail right back to me
back to being actually sexually satisfied and tell me, was there ever a time or is desire creating a mirror to dive in
Let me amble jiving while I'm lying saying maybe be a mayan astronaut
now to the left yo pass the pot



Watching football.  "Who's winning?"

"No one, just one side is losing more slowly than the other one."


grown men when they're older than the mold of them in their spares I envy what I reap and take its death at a glance
now tell me how in pronvinces far and vast beyond
the ocean lie and cobras lie and wait to bite your tongue
Pass the light to bun
sights that type of fun
eyes that want a nug
I'm coming up on you
like some acid
I took now looking backwards maybe not the fabric of the mind space warp now tell me to backflip
take it all back catholic
I'm laying in casket and I'm speaking with a hairlip
barely an arrogant staring in your face what?
pace of your heart beat race
ace up
the sleeve rented dvds over due like I'm lying to you
let me take us back to the islands with the petting zoos
I'mma go back to the centre soon
theyre taking their time with the letters now
now I'm eating what I'm hating and I can't cook
damn anthill omlette
taste the vomit
I'm the dalai lama of the hogtown
everyone bow down
for electroshock therapy

"What happened to your face?"

"I won second place in a fist fight."


i got all the terms from being totally shermed greener than kermit the frog with a log burning CERN circling the world



1/998001

11 was the last of the binary generation

its all building to a kind of education.  While I'm remaking myself into who you are when you`re on vacation.

you made yourself up to these people fresh in the morning like bacon
maybe that`s why you have to cross a boarder?



turn a lock or turn my whole head of hair white with your folk knowledge
bring me the idol dr jones so I can go back to college
Go follow your heart and part the policy
appology I`m a geologist now follow me downhill
we`re going stowing sandstone in our pants to take home from our trip to France YO
the Caves of images that like the night sky are overhead and we don`t see no more
except on TV
or in 3D at the motion picture theatre
I`m ripping open the candy I got
I snagged bags out a
K mart shopping cart on valentines day
It was the way I decided to say
marry me the way you are and let's drive a wedge between the rough edges or the blips on the sonar
what are those
those are rough and stuffed with cloves and you can call them onions
call em layers
winter is a coming tell your folks you`re getting married


cella werra hello fella television melodrama
TV on the the internet's a bigger threat than marijuana cigarettes to kevin kostner's chin nirvana



tamoshanter decant your emotions like witty banter planted notions
in your head so go to bed and dream of nemo being okay with things being the way they were and merlin makes a potion but has nothing to do with it anymore and boredom at the end of desire rears a fire so pyre in the sky it made a spire said build it higher by that I mean briars and rubber tires and tears in reality
tears of salty oceans couldn`t make a mockery
let me make a motion to pass the potion back to cogent dosens coasting on a soul with no sin
oceanography
oaks that spoke of prophecy
please step into my office and have a seat
awkwardly then can I get you a drink for you to talk to me
possibly?
obsolete opposite of the bobbsey twins syndicated nationaly to
the batshit bacheleors in the back seat behind me
don't rewind me cause I'm live straight radio wave microwave oven safe cookware
stole your heart cause don't you look fair
quick look over there!
mistook the cook book for pears
took his look to mean he cares
broke a brook that cooked the hare that baked for friar high as hair when standing on end
growing slowly whiter yes that's more frightened my friend



mexicans got their next of kins beckoning
I'm going back to ragnarock they call it reckoning


Here's for neither
weaver wyvern wide reciever
kiefer sutherland smothering C4 with his sweater better even than Stephen Colbert creeping heathens give me nonsense reasons so shiesty I've been IV believing in a justin bieber t shirt photoshopped to crop out the deviant art profile the FBI got on file
I'm roaming mobile through
I hope its okay for you,
Joeseph Goebbels
snowballing opals together like they're rubals
I'm going back to being youthful
I'm lying saying I'm speaking truthful
leaking on the weekend juices out my loser two fer one
hoof print scum eardrums going numb so
thom thumb yo`
Viktor Krum with his humpback
popped the bubble then he asked for his gum back

I'm stepping tripping over thumbtacks
I'm doing taxes running laps around the track
so taxing I'm actually fat
I'm actually phat


child and older
make wheat bow to boulder
like a good head on his shoulders
might grow in late like molars
and gothic symbolism
doesn't point to solar systems anymore

there's destruction over yonder
 in the house down by the border
and rising up around us was the grass we parted like Cherie did her hair
and then we parted without care
as we slept together with each other
there were ghosts that walked away from us
and with blood from her breast like a pelican for her brother
or like a good mother gives to her children
staying up for days and stuff
i poured it out for them to harken back


There's nothing left but what we cyro-vacc'd

the message scrawled in blood
last room said entombed in the gloom of the mailbox
said inahle rocks and try not to cough
I'm going groaning back to detox
I'm an elite street beetle beat box
meet me at the rebound rock
this is where the writing stops the right thing swings before it chops
your hands clean off
test screen me the seamy spot
I'm reading breading manuels to immanuel kant's categorical
check the four holes in the story mode cheat codes and bros
Sascha Vykos and Sikh ghost of victory
ph test deep dark chest cavity heart breast actually artifex flex back to me
call me back to gravity
I'm falling into saturday to make it the weekend
I'm growing slowly older yes that's weaker my friend

it all ended bloody now the wives are buddies now the fuddy duddy's muddy with the brand of ugly fish faces wishing we would vacate places



film died
and they named the corpse jealousy
they brought it down to the corner but crunch like celery
it rode out on the horse it rode in on
but I said klingon bring me crumpled foreheads to sing me my broken song
lips concerned like the vallies and now you're talking with the teeth in the creases of your forehead
said we're born dead
might as well go to bed
and waking up refreshed phase starts to fade
bring me a salad with nutrition for days
they said he was dead and signed the certificate with amino acids instead
 the depth of the sun
will run back like the rivers in the creases of your palms
and on all hallow's day she's holding a palm frond for shade from the sun
cyclopian lion made a liar of her tongue
so twist round like my fingers fold
and brighten up old moon eyes
they said she folded noontide
away in her suitcase
and climbed the staircase
until it ran down in spirals
like vertigo makes my eyes go on fire escapes

watch your pictures for?
how bout be just exactly what you are
and speak on through me but
how come you're always moving past me ?
Why don't you know what words are for and telling stories.
Let's hold onto these and I'll reap it always
every harvest
and rippen them in summer through the burning of her august




whatcha croonin' numenon
who goes pop like photons go together like voltron
we're passing out the potions
we got the polyjuice here now who's going through the motions
follow sluice gates great to hear

lagubrious mood of the salubri
who's who in terms of rubies who've been accusing the jews of usery
dudes hitting puberty
let's go back to cubicles and use what we don't see
cruise what we don't glean
grooves that're eating me
who're you when we're we
now me myself and I have got this weird ween
of searing ear scream
these are a couple of tabs for me
these are two for three

I got a whole cook book of rookery here's a recipe
I crest the cliff to see the best vista west of the  bona vista like mona lisa kissing another chick and taking cellphone pictures
here's a clip I just found on the internet
I've been interested in her since I took her to dinner at
Guu
her favourite restaurant
its best to flaunt
the cash while you're savouring what you bought
on the credit cards wrought out of plastic, the fossil fuel strip of information that pays for your vacation to nations understated by the state and what it makes of acres of land taken of roaming bands and given to Roman hands ran away
we're taking what you're making and we're thinking that we'll stay
just lay down some baracades and apparthied state rape the land of where it lays its head in the sand and breaking coward ostrich eggs we're making squre holes fit pegs rail road his legs and sale him off to
inhale air with a cannister and a robot head your manager at kfc the only future restaurant
we're going back to your memories cause I'm in withdrawl I got none left, here's this guy named peter in a jam he stole a hope chest
of this chick named jan I got a plan to keep it secret with an interesting twist that makes it legitimate to critical appraisal
and now it's brought to you abridged, on cable.



there was a disgraced lawyer living out of the back of his car
travelling the highways and the byways into the centre of your heart

there was a lonely prime minister in ottawa
rubbing his glass jaw
asking if he can have one more
and the bartender looks and says sir I ain't sure
now the twinkle in his eye is his unborn child
and the feeling in the air is sufficating its sufficating him

even she disappears for second when the real that I'm maintaining are the relationships in my life
and the debt that I'm paying
and I'm mostly happy just in my room and alone, or on my computer
but I feel like I'm waiting for something for someone for her, but this is only evolution and coming to Darwin we can move past him and talk about Aristotle again and we can start burning sundails in denial fuck it I'll smile check the photomaps of neuropathology test screening
and now I wonder
did I pass?
and now it's all coming back like swimming laps
it's like a bike or a tricycle
I got the wheels on track and it lets me go back to steering centre island cars that got no steering
But we're in this boat together I said grinning
She told me its a car
I said you don't ever run very far
you're looking all tight on your one hand side
let me turn the gears when you drive
lay me up on the tree and saw me in half
I'll be both sides for both
and make this an oath
and swear it did sear in my brain
and read this again
and say it until it does explain itself














term I'm terminally shermed yeah I'm bored by the goring of earthworms onto fish hooks
I'm shooting you wishful looks
which my wisdom mistook for pistol pointed my way
said quick duck stick to the side of the highway





I'm you




WHo're you
when there's third person
watching got you bought by the worst person son sun one since dunces hunches unjust synoptic pop like bubblegum
cop
are you in trouble, son, let's get a nun and bun some of what I bought
what are you running from
unencumbered numb crumb of coughing lungs
laying in a coffin till I sprung up like the walking dead and walking and talking made me red in the face
 

doc  oc and the penguin with a pack of penguins and a great auk
brought him a scotch on the rocks wearing reebocks and kneesocks
I'm re-proxying my robo
don't you know the code for kang and kodos
kudos to you
who don't know what will make us grow confused

woke up
and you dreaming of her ya
stoke up
the fire side hearth
maybe make up what you love and
when you're loving
we're in love then

we're in love

I'll take what I made and discover under the crust!
something wonderful and tasty
bumbleberry
3 types of berry
strawberry
raspberry
blueberry


name one
aiming
ambling
rambling
with anne boleyn
gambling on a
gambit who was stranded in saracen lands and assembling embers of ash in the sand
wash in the strand
here were her hands
and bands round the joints in her fingers that fan
flames of their own
reminders of times
there's the crime time disguised as sweet tooth surprise
rape with your eyes
take what you prize
eckles cake remake what you've got to reprise


 grape seed reap with the steeples of her eyes
carve me a cake out of making what's mine into pie for magpies straight out the sky
dig deep into caves for vacations on a dime
I'm taking oaths behind you with the patience of a lama I'm a comma to the myriad of periods
serious illyrian mere chemeleons reeling in a meal with their tongues and climbing ladder rungs and swung up its way
 if you can't scrimp to save to break it over
like the earth from her grave
here's a flower to toss at the loss of your save
the prize of my spend
let's fixwives together and makus a mench

lamina greener even than a serene scene of michael keene the keener weiner carabiners even weirder than weird al tour posters

picasso sand castle checkmate to the right knight hook to the castle
elementary basil
david hasselhoff at white castle
let's go back to being chattle
I'm the cream of the crop and your crop top's got tassles
let's tattle to the teacher this is how we act like cattle
let's go to the police instead of going to battle
 murdering ten men in warsaw I shot the werewolf in the forepaw and said fuck nah
let's let the mexicans stand off
I got the popcorn for our movie marathon and I packed the pipe like gandalf
I am the Ein Soph
now cough like your daughter giving oral to me
now press play you're feeling real bored to me
set the shit on snore ruby, go back to transmuting what you found
Let's get ready to pound down another round of ultrasounds and shoot the heroin till its brown
HEY NOW
when you're drunk in the morning
you're getting a good start to your mourning
cause everyday you wake up and its pouring rain out
more and more I'm worn out
the portal to the outside world is shrinking like a circle and its drawing me ever closer like a drain into a plug or a subhuman slug into a wormhole and there it goes again the sense that I've replaced you
replaced it
emaciated face of it
the greatest bit of matriarchal aardvark heart in sartrean speaking pharsi in sarnia with a hernia on a gurney to the ambulance
this aint just happenstance it was just chance
no love but its true romance
says its all grand
but then the radio station in your brain turns on and
referencing itself was the end of its song and
I'm speaking out to people eeking out their meek and meager lives in the face of longing
and now say what toad spawning pool return to phonics we're taking tonics to resolve
I got my mind and I got a job
I got two jobs and I work them independently
But I'm leaking out irrelevancies


   now now when I lost my point of view
I saw so many sides of you I'm looking at you from the side and seeing two eyes of you
I'm all the views confused now losing depth begin to zoom
to the surface of the canvas and the paint pushing the broom
flat paint on the painting
wrote cut ups in your tongue
making words fall flat as icons
to the saints or to the sun

ok ok ok
make it up like tv
we can ride backwards on the bicycle and watch what we can see botch what we don't glean
scotch tape up the seam
and seaming side
the sidhe rids me of the dreamly hide of cloak she wears in memory
the hands that wrote and spoke fidelity the mono message on and off from new york static froth
cinnamon on top of ice cap hot
and catered to you by the media
like I'm catering the kraft dinner university menu featuring tater tott casserole
for my journalism students
who's newspaper's run out of that
black and white and red as ragu pasta sauce and spoons
and something growing mushrooms
and this tartar sauce looks like it
leaked out my ear over the weekend
trying to comprehend how bad this food is
now both sides of the brain disjoin and start to battle
last blast of the laser go POW POW
meanwhile I'll smile
let's have a pow wow by this round table and chow down.



words wrap round like encyclopedias being reread to you
said sudafeds broke blue and bled from the lead in his head red
breaking bread to the made up fade for you brain web
I got my jeans like my hands for cranes
these land mines for window panes planes
I'm looking through to
cook book book right back to
break cake and rain brain brew on borrowed time
here's a double stuffed sorrow oreo to twist and grind
guess I won't mind
forgot to to pay it mated weight waiting for mistakes on the way to link wray shrink wrap kick back to the brits
pretty little bit of it lit up like a twink crit hit




i made you out of enemies
into the very best of friends
how come the edges of your calicoe mouth
always turn to a grin
the opposite of the cheshire cat
your smile vanishes leaving you
dangling for a moment behind

gun shoot oops and it might seem uncouth
but here's a little truth for bitches out the sun roof

contemplate courting till 4 in the morning coke snorting in the bathroom of tim hortons on the changing table performing baby aborting while I'm portioning out dimebaggies of something important deporting burboun to suburban curbs and speaking sermosn of slurred garbled portmanteaus of the sorta nouns to pour the fountain out like a fourty ounce I'm bored let's bounce to the port au prince councellor and soar to France

zeta beta feta cheese grater alpha sado masochistic darth vader


I'm eating bagels
reading hegel
spraying faygo
building shit with lego
playing sega in the X which marks the middle of malcolm
transform into a falcon blast off to light speed like millenium falcon
I'm splitting atoms like the balkans
I'm caulking
mokcing blocking
talking
talk again

gonna roast some drones with my hellions
call it mascarpwn
cheesy cheesy cheese ya you know that's how we own

1337
747
cs_747
4, 2 ak 47
watching 7th heaven then I go to 7-11
oh I remember about 11 years ago it was 9-11

fuck normalcy orally
then anally then portably
courtably ortibal to horrible potency
questionable motives and a lack of decency
least recent piece of poetry making peace with me
taste the praise of face to face to emaciated face that faced the face of evasive grace debased of most of its divinity
3 faces looking first at one another
no one sees the other
before they see themselves
I hear the wedding bells
but I see the creeping look
the needling doubt that eyes did brook against you
I hook and then I send you bait and make a quarrel of teh two faced Quirrel myriad girl
eerie and a pearl with the whiteness of the world in her bands and ran the curls of her hair down and unfurls like a memory of merle from grade 10
you're embarassed ever happened and you wonder if you'd ever feel like that again about things going on now
Alright now make liquidity
stomp it into formidable oedipal etiquette I haven't met yet so let's jet
better off not knowing you past the end of a cigarette
my one regret is all the time I wasted on it
FUCK YOU
I'm eating back my time for lunch
with the regret suffered because of it
I'm bathing in the savings that you ain't spending now this is where the ending mends the trending twitter tweets and meets your face with sweat relief
it's over
now back away and place it in the folder
and on the shelf
the plus one elf
stealth nuclear spellcraft poker tells
got the hoboken hobo broke and on coke when no good hotels will let a hooker blow him, tell him, you can stay at my place
I got no morals or truth so lets move back to the rat race
Poor moorings no more
cobra claw clutch with a stretch of the jaw


numenon crunch cruton go to lunch I got I hunch I got you scrunched up on the futon with the new tom waits record on
reading even a little bit admits the grip I've lost or found impounded in a mound of junk sunken in a funk until he climbed the trunk that was the tree that means the crooked spine to separate the worlds
Cause in the sea are pearls
and rising with the flame
like the dead right out their graves
coming back to free the slaves
venom klaives plus I'm primative straight out the caves with the magic missle darts that carve you like an arch mage
plus I got the art that will save
bring me teegs and my man dave
next look to the fattest cheque book
add in badder than the rest the best they call him textbook
got your blood flowing like a river call it a brook
I'm calling in sick for some kicks with this chick from work
I'm missing getting christianed in the river for sure
and now I'm quivering and in the desert asking for the answer to the sun that's burning my mind like lasers
from the deep space quasar computer brain terminal
transmitting directly  through a wormhole
I'm concerning what you feel
it's all exactly null and void
so step into this void void void
all i hear is white noise
I might hoist myself aloft and then I'll take the spot
alien astronaut coming back to earth to get back my stuff
yes I forgot it
you bought it
you shouldn't have lost it
get pressing at the off switch my bostitch pins are what I'll stick to nitwits
I got a quick wit so now it's time to quit and shit
can't mitigate what you hate while gated like the communities that break your back to make a break
now I'm coming back from Halifax on tracks so wack they smoked a whole sack of wacko tobacco crack that I got a knack for act 4 diablo robbing fools for their avenues to the mad man Kroon making drones in the back with the hoes chillin' in slow mo' glowing like diodes
I got these wine zygotes in my brain like wild cyotes my mind broke and now the pieces are a crime grove for you to sign through
my new view is I'm you
let's get into the crime zoo
for some jailtime resumed




leggo my eggo my ego my edge over
sober loaves of bread dough greener meadows eddies of the red oaks
growing like a minnow
with earnest furnace harness
my art it carted al a carte for the smartest a bard is the hard art to part with so cart me off and barter my death barge for ardour that you wrote off
fire wood and heat your home in winter
warm you like the scotch you drink to  build character
like th rock that killed your sister
let's get slowly dumber while getting numb to the world


dolphin tuna zoomin' like I'm going golphing with a puma in a new blue fu manchu for you to croon to
learning who's who
now tom cruise and some loose views on youtube are gonna group crews together by their precog cog grooves
and duck duck goose and row row row boat
hobo crowbar bobo into momos with an almost homeless roamless cellphone bat's in the belfry looking for an attic to call home
addicted to depictions of pictures and ripped scripture quotes to boast in teatoatler tope and topiary dope nope not how I wrote
said the mope to the left lobe
how are you feeling
said soft and like jelly
would you pass me the kish already eddy
they said make a wish and ball up your fist steady
and the first one you kiss will live many times over the lives of a cat and sitting splat dead centre there in what you said
no they don't need much room just a mop and a broom and a room of their own in your head


clemency
lowered its voice said go to bed

lay down like the dead and rise mended

that spot under your eyes hurts from looking back knack black and release the gracken bringing back into fashion what you're lacking and cut purse person I'm reheasing throw a curse on the person lurking emerging immersed in curtains purchasing firearms fearsome careers from here to there and back and now I'm worse than what I lack and spackled failure with inhaled air that I'm breathing
sometimes it's truer to yourself to be a failure so if we're all trying to express ourselves then
what we do is compromise if we're living normal lives
that's every single one of you
holding bubblegum to your head like a gun or television tube
computer's got the youtube for you to be glued to
They said they want emancipation
instead they
cream their pants in anticipation

set me to stations I've gas gasped on vacation
on occasion
on occadental dental mental sentinal you lent to pent up bent glue rent new holes in molten gold and when you boil off the remedy
it leaves what called death's head
and that's what you make
into a mask of your face
They said that the future was going back slowly
in time so that the past would have something to think




yo I'm burning dvds cause I dont got any trees to bleez

-+

I knew by jove rubaiyat drove onions out of cloves


I smash this rap shit beat fantastic
leap down the street cause I'm knee deep in batshit
trapped up in the crapper with a appitude for rap but I've been lapped around the track by some wack shit collapsing apps and prolapsing protools with fools who usually use Garage on their iPods
always rivaling the sky gods
got a pod round their eyes like they're cyclops
photo crops of crop tops crunching gravel converse hightops
sigh of the kind of a wino in wine loss
I'm the final boss call me wolf comma cash grab fist
crash the stash of an alchemist
passing notes in class with the falcon on my wrist
well I'm calculating digits so small I should be midgits
counting all the widgets
and I think they call it kismit when like 10 years later in your lincoln navigator you meet your childhood crush driving a pinto to virginia
that just broke down
and your hoe from downtown just split last week and speaking out loud it just seems to be fate
so weak in the knees
from waiting for the keys
that I'm drinking every day of the week, the disease, making not a meep or a peep or a wheeze got a long island ice tea to remember the breeze and now I'm even drinking on the weekends with friends
you know alcholism begins with yourself but always ends up with them



acorn archamedes
commodore
64 kB

i saw your mistress in the bushes smoking kush yes
caused me distress cause she's round like an elipsis
now I'm tripping over this shit
land on my back and then a slipped disk
cryptic as a blip yes on the radar
and my neighbour said a quasar ripped the laser eye surgery
now burgeoning burgendy word panoply of circus canopy
and he'll be mandible anviling santitary napkins with a dash of vanity
and basking like a manatee on saturday a latter day saint of the seminary eminant and very scary to a very few who really know him
signs himself with a O and after Ovid rhymes with Hobbits with a compass towards the provinces of the Roman world
I'm diving deep beneath your feet and coming home with pearls


I'm writing you this letter from a metaphysical existence, so rip this off like your goggles tripping physics
shit man, I'm getting lifted, smoking spliffs to trip mystics, don't skip to the back cover if you act like you're wack and undercover
shit the mother ship is hovering and other things you can't smother with a pillow
shit though you know we're getting ill so
fill those mad libs in
rabid habit with no sabotaging
how we're slaloming
down hill
so round up the folks and careful not to step on ant hills
saying cancer kills with zanzibar hand stamps
you're coming back with a story from band camp
now my hand got a cramp from writing this so
peace out Evan yo you know the brothers miss you


some things are forever
because they're made out of plastic
some things are forever
because they don't let you pass em
some things you remember forever cause they massurate after a fashion
some things melt like 10-year glue
well I'm glued to you
for 10 years more than I can count


Running round like CERN ya
truth in a kernal
blue like a cake in a urinal
record turning filling burning urns with earthworms
and the ash from smoking sherm
and between two ferns isn't very funny to me
zach galafinakas is not humourous
just annoying to me



you made it all up for her ya
out of words and bystanders
so curl your retractable claws
into taciturn flaws
with your jaw or the rods on the cones in your eyes
Eyes that let me tell you
or sell you or put a spell on you
still a stell they called her lies


all you people who were sitting down when the greenhornes were playing, you have committed a mortal sin and may god have mercy on your souls.  Especially all you hipsters standing still, there would be no rock and roll show and you don't know how to move your head even.


they made you out of bottlecaps
with a hang up tie for snaps
and these two careful eyedrops
they said dropsey was the touch
the ice cold sense of rush that's under breath and under brush
see rhine my toothbrush
my rhino chine crime gooseberry bush
they said the lush
they said the lush
the crush of ice and such gone books
they gave her looks
and made up crooks in gowns to go to town 'round ground  and crowned the king of Inglenook



broke up
and you wrote it for her ya
grown up
arms sewn up like birds and
its disturbing 
how I'm curbing my appetite
to make it fit right for ya
cutting my arms and watching my so called life
listening to blink 182
let's stay glued to the boob tube

they got wisdom in mistrust
now
on sale like a crushed velvet gown
for your daughters prom
and I guess
I got a lot of hang ups to swing from
or at least swig rum from
I've been brought up in england, but I'm heading for the colonies
by shipwreck
so hipcheck me the cheque and pass a cigarette
fuck it I'll have a nicorette if that's all you've got for me to
do like activities


seal me away and steal me crow
high as helio
 the sun
red and running cheery like the round things in your cereal like sorta like an oreo
that might be boring holes in your brain

ditto data repeat what a nice treat for me to reheat
neat now replete with the Greeks
I'm eating potato and leeks reeking like geeks
eating funions and hun I'm drinking rum from what other people might be running from



blink bright bring the likeness
sight of the frightening dread inducing semirightessnous no fuss no muss bust must I must dust just with no fuss I'm brushing past cust like a streetsweeper
elite beetle of the reaper
ease to your sleep for creepers to peep ya
and when they're knee deep in ya Sleeping Beauty grin and die and rise again
rearrange like a weathervane
and bring the dream

Seemly dreamly gleaming serene and revealing appealing needling needling on the guitar cradling enabling needles in arms fetal position christian me a magic charm and miss the barn
christopher robin robbing a 7-11 with a hobgoblin at each arm armed to the teeth in pharmaceutical spawn
popping 8 of ten things
 saying send for all the things
bend to my whims
tell her I want kids
make em out of this
take it from my lips
break it over this
shake her from the hips and
 that was just the tip
 trip don't skip don't wake up in the morning thinking you've been gypped
making coffee outta drips
flipping eggs so I don't myself flip
acetominophin is needed cause my brain is feeling crisp

inane grain's like a phototrain
I'm going solo with node code for free fro yo
I'm yoda times han solo I meet the quota on the sort of things to bring to a klingon death ring
specializing in mexican wrestling
I'm the best thing since breast feeding
what are you caressing
your ego?
I'm Leta
you're Greedo
I'm good breeding
plus good baring
I'm merrying clarions and serenading maidens not grenades hon I'm cutting out spades from the unity of the community
for being a cheater one two many times
Everyone gets a very first crime



when I told you that I wasn't sure if
when your hair goes white from fright
it all happens at once
well now you're gone I see that I was right
now its my hair that's turning white but slowly


well im not sure what happened
but I found myself in manhattan
back in the past
 when men wore fedora hats
 and shot craps and tommy guns
 and a boy named tommy runs home to his mom
yes we're living in North America


 arent you what you wanna be?

no no
not for you
caught in your modern day point of view
I'm annointing what the joint grew
Making cages in your rhyme zoo
I'm you
or are you me
see I'm rocking all your jewelry, shining like the moon because its too soon to be
puny and dry like a prune be
I'm carving rooms in egyptian tombs
with the multiplying thousands of  servant brooms carrying buckets of water to make ice for the saloon

You aren't what I want you to be
so I'll do you over like the laundry
clean sheets and michel gondry
films we'll have to watch again
or maybe new ones crunch crutons on the futon and eat a soupsans of blue blood

I'm going down to Bermuda wearing fine suits of satin
basking in the sun laughing passing the time away
I need some more lime for my pina colada
dreaming of miss bonita applebum

canada lying like a lamb in a hammock rocking a banana hammock and pineapple hammock o' passion and i got the stash in the back rationed
I'm actually a falchion swung by a sufi mystic
yo I'm eating triscuts plus I'm listening to limp bizkut
ya not really
it appears to be serious case of conspiracy with the Feds
scoping out the reds with the infared sniper scopes
I'll no scope you across long A wrong way to go

its a cabinet of cannibal laminates inanimate and adamant
while Stephen Harper's eating a sandwich
I'm having a fit
like I ain't scratching an itch

its juicy like some lucifarians
smoking up like rastafarians I'm carrying my own joint no point in merrying
like no making racial salad with the aryans
i'm parrying low blows no point in  marrying maid marian
I'm burying the dough
ferrying with hope
scarier than most
various opposed

so (outkast) when the whole world starts to weigh down on you

assemble the things left
next stop bucharest
who knew what you kept in your hope chest
maybe notes you wrote
and tore up for the best
its for the best to lay to rest now
wearing solar rooster crests now
always going west

well die with the setting sun and rise just like moon
you're reflecting god's love now pass the flame under the spoon
our hero is heroine
they named her carolyn
splittings arrows for errol flynn
heir to the sacaren lands and a cotton gin
blotting out a lot of what he's gotten himself in

keep away now from cairo (k-row)
a town like an atom bomb
adam had a mom
they called her dust
and baking pie crusts from mudpie clumps i left to dry in the sun
and running rivers through the sand,
I made a bridge and then destroyed it with my hand
they run around with nazi arm bands shouting cancer and the strand
the winding strand
its winding down to just our hands holding
sans anything
they called her pran evergreen
walking with her pan and pan flute up the san
the mountain laid it down
Now rest your head
Lie down like the dead and rise mended
Times bending
under your weight
so fall down dead in the sink from the drink
and spiral down
upside down like a smile to a frown


come out jukin' with me baby
let's go dancin'
til I get me some of that satisfaction
come out jukin' with me baby
let's go dancin'
let's go down to that juke joint down the way
on sunday the lord's day
well he made that the day for dancin'
come out dancin' with me baby

I hear you callin' my name
sayin' I love you

come out jukin' with me baby
let's go dancin'
til I get me some of that satisfaction
come out jukin' with me baby
let's go dancin'
let's go down to that juke joint down the way
on sunday the lord's day
well he made that the day for dancin'
come out dancin' with me baby


Love is the astrolabe






AD NAUSEUM 


nausea ad nauseum  and ozzy in museums and mosoleums
washing out sold out colosseums and EMS reveal him in red light to seal him in carbonite
blowing up like solarbonite
saying ola to the koala score a goal with the moon and wish me goodnight


 

I got fired now  I got no salary and it saddened me
the final fantasy offered to me to be reality


gettting red from all the talk they said go so i went for a walk yes I hopscotched through all the chalk outlines
and I must say it's about time
for the stroll to start to wind like I'm lost in the garden
and these hedges turned to creeping vines and climbing like a ladder and I was talking to an adder then next thing I know I was hung up in the larder
and climbing up I saw I was walking with ghost
I said please, please don't exist
and it took me to the host
and with a thousand hands they helped me up and combed my hair to ringlets
but from the highest rung I swung like fucking bring it
sing it with the Ewoks like you were Luke Skywalker
playing soccer with chewbacca leaving newspapers behind where you've already done the crossword like I'm leaving my severed hand behind and with the help of friendly robots I rebuilt another robot hand
and placed it on my wrist
and cracked it into place with a punch to the kiss
 in a dusty saloon brawl
leaving a broken nose
a bloody leather jacket with a hole that a switchblade made
and turning around I cracked him over the head with the chair I was sitting on
and I shot the man three times in his back
and you could call it self defense
but the judge sent me out to where the crows go
hanging on a wire
and I didn't need no hands, just a neck
to swing




baldr alder all or nothing
call her solar summer rusting
call her soul her sum and dusting like the snow so freshly crushed and
pressed flat under bodies lying
waving arms like wings for flying
white and cyan
laugh you're crying
making angels in the snow
where'd he go?

where's your shadow
mother hubbard
get some bran from the cupboard
l ron hubbard starboard card board southern star soul surveillence drawl
I got on call
call me off with a tactic to stall
but I'm actually scratching my balls playing sc2 smoking a bowl
I'm scolding myself but I just chill in this mold
and its getting old like the bread's got some mold
said my mother scolding me in my head and even when I'm lying you can tell she's fucking dead
I'm led by the lead in my leaden soul
said me whole scroll was our fault
I'm dodgeball from junior highschool
the only fucking place it's impossible to be cool
except by being sick and dodging shit
isn't it obvious?
we got this quest for obsolescence which feeds our
insistance on replacement you make a good case I'm really tasting the brand new can opener
hope you got hand soap from the store
press yes to crush the dope pills
are you still sore?
over breakfast
read the newspaper
who did what and a loose favouritism about the
japes and capers
of the politicans
Boasting economic recovery in certain regions
zodiac says you're gonna face the weather
Crossword puzzle asks what's another name for French Toast
that's sixteen letters
It ran right through
the puzzle like what the hell?

these suburban steve irwins
table to table serving sermons of french toast
with your life lookin' like glenn close
I got your eyes folded sideways in surprise
now we're really taking dives
like into ketchup go these french fries

and you're only really lying hoping your life will get better
meanwhile
on the redial I've seen now
I'll strangle you with your sweater
i'm going to name things
same brain things as wave bends
glimmering light on stage play
phase in and out of cathode ray and sit awhile and stay
inside like an xray
outside like a mantaray will take just what you love and turn it back to you
and 90s hairdo facts you can't undo






I'm the warrior-prophet popping and locking  playing bop it in the back of hot topic eating hot pockets made of ostrich I'm caustic I'm embossed with the boss shit that you've lost kid
have you found it
I'm bounded on three sides by oceans
I'm drinking magic potions
I'm potent
I'm going kosher
I'm impulsive and snow shoeing across whole rooms
I'm lost in the ruins of Vancouver after the Boston bruins
reminds me of my influence on mayan dooms
I'm rueing the day like you're saying Hi to him in the hallway
I'm male pattern balding
I'm all the way on holiday like do me a solid eh?
I'm squalid in squalor say holla to kanye
I'm the on the way to Bombay
I'm jumping out of airplanes using an inlatable raft for a parachute
I'm in Baskin Robbins with no money can you spare a scoop
I'm the heir to the roof over your head
I'm dead
I'm rising from the dead
I'm what Simon said
I'm your highschool girlfriend the first time she gave you head
I'm stuck in your head until you're dead
I'm K-Fed
I'm doing the things you wanted to do as a child but now they ain't that cool
I'm actually marrying Britney Spears
I'm Britney Spears shaving her head
I'm heavier than lead my atomic weight is Z
I'm as blazed as possible
everyday
I'm Awesom-o
I'm going to costo to buy a bulk-size ticket for the lotto
I'm getting blotto
beam me up Scott yo
I got you
I got you
I brought you here so pretend like you want to
Yo I'm on to you
 like whatcha gonna do?

electric moon meets jaguar earth through the polyphonic night eating granola
talking over everyone
making a scene
breaking solar wind

I've been colouring over all the lines trying to find well
I'm
Not sure what
Got your heart cut and head fucked
just my dead luck
Said suck my dick and then we can fuck
pluck your unibrow proudly
bow to society like you're buying a piety
well I'mma be redeemed by work and
and certain other things in my colouring book of anatomy
have mebending space time like some gravity
who else could it be but reaver wide reciever I believe a nonbeliever over either other of you
belie the lie in leaving and leaving well enough alone
I'm zoned out
I'm watching the TV
I'm replacing TV with computers
I'm as confused as I can be
watching shows from A-Z and not around the clock
cause I rock from A-Z
maybe go for a walk occasionally
say to me that you'll be who I want you to be
and then slaughter misbelief like the daughter of the dupe who
put a cape on and eats some roasted capon on a plate made of gold that he stole from trade ships by the cape of good hope
smoking good dope
washing in the sea with a bar of soap




whats the cost of the holocaust
get your wallet out
please click follow if you liked my solocast
and now Im calling out to you girl
if you like my walk
get behind me satan
taste the circle of my chalk

dodecahedron
meet me on the rebound
my sea hawk sea microphones sensed underwater sounds so deep underground they were astounded at the resounding ounding ounding ounding
yo I'm
 floudingering
 in water and like a baby in a mama
except I'm being born into death
in the womb of the ocean of the world
and on my tongue lays a pearl to pay my passage to the next one
that's all I could owe to anyone


beautiful planets and anna she sits in a chair
look at her hair
it's like cloth the covers the tops of the roots of the tree that you painted with her in hatred and distemperment
you grew to elect a government
of somber branches
and to each his own
my reach is for the peach and I only feel bad for not feeling bad at all
now disolve the picture to a scalding talisman of reality
yes now back away and pan left to the deaf mute left destitute in the wake of an economic apocalypse
it all falls away into a bomb shelter pedigree legislation
a sales pitch gone awry
Aria
Daria
Spy
A leasion or a lie
I made you up
and now I'm laying around for days and listen to the radio
I'm dancing
so I can't be that sad
It can't be that bad
It can't be that bad again
or maybe it gets worse
that could always be something to hope for
but mosquito bite love hotels in the cold war schoolbus bust frustration cut of no trust
I got no bank with her no more
now go on with you
GO
fuck slow move fast and turn math to physics
if there's functioning of digits don't fidgit bridget is it a midget with it? ribbit ribbit, don't skip it nip it right in the bud where you smoke it toke it okay
till you're broke kid
okay
get me
can't upset me with that look kid





icecream on my sweartshirt and microwave popcorn bags
under my eyes
 from never hanging up goodbye
from staying up and getting high
yeah over here
there's telephone misery
and languid misbelief
and the alienation of alientation spreading all  across the nation like peanut better over my jelly
in my imagination lunch
in the image on my lunchbox
There's a tipjar in your mind
that you're ignoring
like when a song is getting boring press rewind
Don't be jelly
I heard this already0.
it was writtten in Swahili on a tattoo on her belly
and I remembered
\now she's dismembered in a dumpster that I burnt to embers


I made this craven caravan approach to living
where living is walking
and the brain is seiving
like flour our hours and flowers we see and read about
I'm greening out yo
I need espape
See we remember being monkies in out genetic memory and so we make films like Planet of the Apes
or Rise of the Planet of the Apes
with Draco Malfoy
or how some people are vegetarian and eat a lot soy
or maybe even vegan but then they'll tell you and annoy
spreadying joy wisdom with a hint of vindictiveness
I would cut the stress because you are appearing to me as the wicked witch of the west
so check all the elves in the mithral vests going on quests
or living in trees
I think think this is a breeze like a wind from the past that is blowing us and crafting our instictual communication and it brings us to a place where
where we come down from trees and begin talking to ourselves
yet the find the only greater purpose is to greater balkanize ourselves
and form a self and make a gulf and have stuff and be able to say enough
I'm sensible as prehensile tails with flaps so let's set sail
I'll inhale smoke trails
rail some ants and bail
hit the fail trail
and get nailed like a quail with a stale nail of mail or get a chain mail wearing chain mail I'm saying bail on your LARP and get down to this bar I'm starvin' like marvin I'm eating bulimic no barfing I'm scarfing down disgusting amounts of bar food like  nachos and salsa plus balsamic vinegar and enchillada with hot sauce hotter than your baby momma sipping guava smoothie and scooping an avacado with olives on the top of her greek salad and I'm having a look at the liquour cabinet and I'm having it all mixed together and then add some cough syrup for DJ Screw and light that shit on fire
with my slang yo I swingin' like
I'm drinkin' Flamin' Homers



My motives are whatever you want them to... be
The things you say
The things I do
Your sister is worse than you
But the things that I feel
are stronger for her than for you
I'm a lover and I can't let go
anymore
I love your sister and I can't  let go
anymore
It's like looking a mirror when I talk to her
I can't let go
when I look at her
I don't care
what her hair is made of
what her face is made of
what her skin is made of
I don't care what her eyes are made of
I don't care
I don't care
I don't care what she's talking about
I can't help it but my promise is with you yeah
i can't help it, my mind is with her

my sweetheart died and I kept her heart for sweat meats
I made a mince pie for an after-dinner treat
and from theatre seats
a conspirator leaps
from the balcony
the lights sparkling like abalone
they carried the body  out on a gurney
I saw her plain white face and she could be anybody
her forehead vallied with a thought or worry
and a second later blank as the page in front of you
black as the kettle was calling you

back in the hills of hollywood

keep what you had
in store
take it out of the shopping cart
I'm stalwart like the soldiers on their way to Walmart
I'm back in time like a Kmart
say hey to the Bart Tshirt you're wearing like its the 90s

I'm lounging in the Hawaiian breeze say Hi how are you these strippers are Ghianese


you sunk my battleship.
at
Bikini Atoll
direct satellite link
herding cattle to think
we won battles we didn't

The bell tolls for those in the  know
 in bell bottoms
modelling and talking to the girls so maudlin their in
bikini bottoms 
i got
 guilt crystals
building up issues like some sand castles
damn i fucking miss you
I'm at the beach with a bleeding nose clogged with tissue
sublated grated nerves
blind drunk I'm swerving
sliding down bell curves and moving to the suburbs and selling herbs to drink bourbon
word em up
rhymes like I don't give a fuck show stopper with the most Kafka-esque talking points
my talk annoints the joint with what it joins together
I'm wearing comfy sweaters and veging out watching whatevers on the  TV
nano bots erode your thoughts like some ditzy hot
girls who like broccolli
I'm Albert R Broccolli times Bon Jovi open up a can of that and say that's greener than Spicolli
I'm only him
Joseph Kony Boney M


say you love me in the voice echoes up above me, peaceful like a dove be thats 99 and 44 100ths % pure like dove be scrub my back for me let's split oratory in half now walk down a corridor see all kinds of allegories
I'm boring my mind out with a drill see this is just how ill take a handful of random pills next we find him in a landfill that's real for real like steel toe boots we'll stomp you to with curb steal all your loot this is how we are
rhymes like bumpercars if you're a chump you get bumped that's just how things are
lets drive a ring around bizarre guitar riffs and quasars on starships hacking credit card chips eating bags of chips staying up all night like we was kids
I'm so sharp I took your wiz
I'm the wizard of the misery
got my golems raising kids for me
say hello to mellow yellow sell outs with their grills out saying get the hell out
I'm drinking tonic mixed with vodka plus a little fire water hellish like the lawyers who will separate you from your daughters
so you sign up in the minimall to go become some cannon fodder
damn man it's getting harder out here
and I just keep shouting louder but I can't barter my skills
so my boxed up brain can't relate can't rewrite whats already ready to hit the presses I'm depressed and now I'm stressing so I sit back for a session and I sit and think about the pressures in my life and how I'm always second guessing
just got your roof all weather proofed and quit with the aloof attitude and stick to truth not fiddling with loose screws
I'm coming after last cause I'm hitting the caboose
Its been written with the finger licking sickening opinion of a villian that a million is just 24 to a buch of sicilians that's 23+1 to a bunch of brazillians I'm speaking for the victims of the desicions that you make, let's formulate with the hate and make love cause I'm smitten with you like a litter of a kittens wearing mittens I'm taking trips back and forth to great britian maybe we should have children I'm Krillian and this is Dragon Ball the original not Dragon Ball Z
now barely fitting my robes fitting rooms and grinning midgets gripping gripe and giving lip I'm caving for some golden chips and crystal rooms
here aging a brain imagining fragile catacombs agile like a cat or a bat in the senisbile world its comprehensible to us but on other wavelengths ents'll leave you in suspense
now I'm rain drenched despite my spideysense
I'm playing SNES
I'm resting with teh best of them I ain't stressing I'm addressing states in the union I'm eating layers of this onion I'm eating a whole bag of funions check the gums of a mad man who never flosses you're scoffing but I'm laughing cause I'm addressing half of Boston

I'm baked like a clam
damn man you can't understand the amperstands and
I'm running out of grams
lets band together in the cold and make a mold of my hands
in the cement
I'm talking nonsense
now coming to my senses it's obvious
I'm like the harbinger of a prosperous acknowledgement
to all my people in the back we're appologizing for morphing before your eyes and
you can see the little people if you try
like an 8th grade dance I'm taking sides
laugh until you split your sides
opinions will change with the tides
talk to an angel at night
and in the morning wake to yawning demon dragon whore sagging tits and all collogen maw of blonde that leaves you all  black and blue
check the tunes of the crew so cool like some brews I'm amused and slightly confused by this dufus with the blooming following youtube


bronnies owning sony playstations make my patience break and cadences erupt in vapour sessions and these are only waystations to places we will go on boats and you can quote that
 in your wedding vows
merried on the bow of a boat the size of  scrawny sea shanty bubba shanti ashanti shanti shanti
quantify before you count me out in bounty vlad the count he's up the hill and villians god willing let out trills and scary thrills like arrows
where else could he be but down the barrow


well suns up and by sundown
ol' clam shack up the hill lookin' ramshackle and rundown
got a pack of dogs living inside having puppies
and disrupting them a giant disk blocks out the sun
just the sherrif lookin' out for someone to gun down
but he's run outta town

go to town round here you'll wind up dead out in the country
in the forrest of suicide on the side of mount fugi
fugitives from society tying themselves up by their necks and in car wrecks they're crying out
outlined in chalk where they hit the sidewalk

maybe drunk off sudafeds
I guess its time to go to bed
maybe drink some water eat some bread
drink some magic juice and close up my ears with dream stuff
painted the inside of my head red
like the sunrise

';

woke up one morning
with a smile on my face that said I was lying
to myself and as corny
as that might seem to you
I'm redeemed by a sleeping you beside
so asleep us two our walking
and you're mocking me




average joe schmoes who dont know how to overdose
I'm lying in comatose state but I'm waking up to blow my nose
check the flows coming unbelievable straight out my mouth and now its time for smoking bowls
I'm dodging low blows so if you're on petrol
check the medical terms of a vegetable
when I'm eating edibles
I'm boosting through incredulous federals and metal gear heavy metal bedouins who read a folded page in half for several days now a raise is their raison d'etre
make me have to wretch



check the pine sol
I'm evolving into Wartortle now deep belly chortle
hurtle towards the sun
in Mexico they call it the sol
lights up like a bowl
made into a hole in your head
get dead
get dead son
lie dead and lies bred gluton so I'm bread
pull it apart like the voices in your head
Say 400 why would you scratch like that
80 is your friend the tabby cat
who follows Wednesday right back to you
I'm losing myself in the mind made of juice
and coffee cake
wake up bringing breaks to bed with figure skates
I am I awake or a fake?







123456
I made you out of bricks
now pick up sticks to guitar licks
his house in the sticks
ice cream drips licks
we're going back to being kids
I keep on lying saying fibs
I made a cage and ate its ribs






 i miss you meg



gamma ray grammar and some stammering glamourous manta rays with hands on the ends of their spines sliding down bannisters of handsmaid veiled threats
I left in the cannister
so laminate the stamina of a can opener
i hope you bannish the thought of a cure
from your mind with a solvent of pine
disolving the orange rinds
check the door hinge grind when you close it after you


if you fuck up one thing in life
you'll never forget it
you'll try to move past it but you'll just regret it
I said to myself under my breath
over and over
whatever it takes to be comfortable
but I keep on
reliving it
again and again until I see my way through it
like solving a puzzle
over and over
till you go back and paint it
black as the kettle was calling you


asking who's a nazi
are you a nazi
who, no not me
if I was I'd be crotchedy
by now
would you like to buy a vowel
watching Wheel of Fortune
double bill with winning fortunes on Jeopardy
spelled eo like geography
remember when you were young
dating bitches doing oceanography
now I'm doing binocular ornithology
plus dropping outta philosophy on the way to sociology
on a jalopy from thailand I'm cutting through traffic with no traffic laws
just some children holding hands trying to cross
I'm holding life by the jaws
I'm holding a cloth to my face from the smog
check the up close flaws or the fog on the lens
2012 was the last year of the cent
we're rounding up counting bucks from the backs of mack trucks
you're cracked nuts
while I'm rocking this bad tux
give no fucks
I could use a couple bucks though
rhymes by the truckload




wars in the gulf
fuck it drink a big gulp
let's play frisbee golf
and turn off our fucking cellphone cause everyday we're hanging ourselves at home
I made my body my gallows
and my lungs are trees
smoking up the trees
burning down these fucking jeez
remember summer breeze and that feeling in your knees
I remember other embers roasting in the back of Emily's and tell me she's in Boston or costing us our sanity
canning inanity vannishing hannah and she's cramming in saturday to make it a week
making me weak and all I can speak is the weekend
blaming my breast feeding weaning brief end to lend my story
sent several feet ahead and then ignored me




bitches say I'm hung
welcome to the party lemme fucking look at who you brung
I got them bitches sprung
looking for some drunk fdun
before I cough a fucking lung
getting funky over some of this shit mixed with rum
sophistic kinda pissed and plus I'm mystic off of drum if you wanna fuck with this
I cup the tits with my hands
yes I'm the man
I don't ham
get to jetting to the next jam if you cant stand where you're standing and
next stop Afghanistan on the eve of Ramadan
next I'm liberating maidens from their burkhas and I'm ramming 'em amateur mammary glands in Ramsden park
pants down and park
hands down landsdown and bloor's where you are


Seamy-so-dreamy-so
Emily Ivory
Went to a centre for
subtance abuse

Pale as a sheet in the
Wind or a ghost in the
obsessive/compulsive
wing of the house

Gremlins in semblence and
emblems of baelzebub
Heroin needles and
Bleeding from scars

shoes are for walking down
flouresent corridors
omphaloskeptically
off to the farm



itchy eyes and
they gave him 40 stitches but he still died
that's 20 years of jail time
and I only meant to split along the dotted line of for-sale signs lining his organs
we could take care of our mortage
it would only cost the frontal lobe from my forehead
they say you're born dead you might as well, give your body parts to the dying if you can't make a living
yet there's nothing worse than living in indecision so its best to pick a side and scrape it down to the bone and peal back the skin like a rubber glove from your hands and make skeleton fingers for you to play
the notes
to the songs you never wrote me
well you can write the melody for this
in your daydreams
while I only get to dream at night
and in the mornings I say
take this pancake stack and stack it high
and satisfy the ache that sleep leaves
and quench it down and shake the tired from your limbs
and learn to swim in things



cash hound pass round trash and get crowned with the ultrasound
he got ground down to the underground
heroin brown
laying on her back got this rash from last years stretch mark scars
round her breast from growing large so fast
how'd the ass fill out out back
grab snack before you run a lap



ayo crow
fly?
this is how you flow
check the secret codes
right out of my head cause yes I'm on my webbed toes
let's get to swimming in the air with the scales of a fish
and with the scales of justice press some coins in the left disk and watch them tilt
feel that lyric lilt of the kilt wearing
cause we're building up like plaque or maybe silt layers in lakes
like grandma making quilts
high as walking on some stilts
now you're slipping like some skates
check the fills
plus these random pills
my doctor hawked me to help me stay straight
but make me emaciated
and not in a good way
as its understood
on the boulevard of broadway
they got skinny broads all day
with a broad sense of humour you can see it my way
clinging to their pride like some lions of the crime rates
prime cause leaves you in a pine case
we're even worse victims then when hipsters go on blind dates
I'm in the booth behind them with some randoms and we hanging heads sideways
chilling after school on fridays
eating fries and mcdonalds apple pies smoking jays
under overpass highways
pride makes mistakes sometimes but one time said ok fine
let's crush
now she's undressed

now embrace how abrasive my  breaks
like those mistakes in life you can't remake
are the price tags on the nice times you played in the school yard
like you found a hobo in a bank making it stank
pulling a prank with the arm lank gank
Drink drunk drank, and we sank like a ship tipped over on a bank


yes I'm
yo I'm on the loose now
Round up your crews cause
I just swung out the hoosegow on the noose they put around my neck, check always respect you know who said that
Ms. Kelly
She also said another thing you had best not be jelly
I'm melancholy
Olly olly oxen free
pack another box for me
I'm the opposite of even stephen even stephen seagal couldn't check the toxicity
in my blood stream but I must scream
I ain't doing dust its just that green
It's like I'm going insane except slowly, pass another bowl to me, oh shit you said that crap poetry you wrote and now you're taking quotes from me





blessed with a nose to smell sess in a bowl


let's session a bowl before expressing our souls
in this rap shit
cause when that's that that's it
brit pop don't make it
no matter how you try to fake it
ship it freight to the break of the dawn of your wake and at dawns early light I'm a christen mistakes
yes this ones Kate
lemme relate fistfuls of twisted hate to bake breaker high figure skaters let's go habitate
pre rolled scold I got to gravitate
I guess have it your way or poor dave
broken hearted art of architects
what we sparking next
park it to the left hun, check the bunning of the best
unstoppable force in an unstoppable rest


 I hate the Camarilla, they betrayed my other character, this one is revenge incarnate
Yeah, tha Sabbat seem pretty ciool, kinda hardcore though if you ask me, I mean, can't we do what's right int he world without all the goth makeup

premonision on a mission so impossible it copped a feel then said fuck let's go get falafel
I'm coming back with optimal shit that you got to do, what'cha gonna do,
undo what you did dude and get glue
ret knew sets plus I bet it do
let it get to upsetting stepping fools



we're working on developing a functional language from series of awkward silences

made you from science
out of second hand appliance
reliance
I'm fine with the way things are like the cars
one then another one more


bragadicuious
oh shit
the photos
so don't close your eyes from the christ like
here's a votive offering
so proffering some softening icecream
let's move into your house by the beach in your nice dreams
got no motive but his motor mouth is out of modes or cheat codes to crib off babies lying in their cribs
I made a cage and ate its ribs
i keep on lying saying fibs





I'm gonna wind you round with my fingers
I'm gonns tell you just one thing first
I'm gonna bring all these kinds of rings and mingled lights and
bright and it might seem
frightening
like a midsummer night's dream but it's a comedy
so listen with your ears to the sounds of coming harmony
her moaning omens to me
lying comatose
I was hopping around on broken open toes
looking for a kleenex to blow my nose
next I'm next to the rejects of the next ghost
flex those
bertolt brecht boast kinda burnt toast
Some men run from what others drink rum from
I'm coming down with a sound that leaves you undone
I'm just up from Moncton for the weekend
but I can tell they're my type of people
chill I need a refill




red eyes of the moon close over a mangrove grove like hands go
pretending to be birds or
sign language words
wherever we're going, we're going together now
and dressed down in heather now
and whatever the weather don't furrow your brow
clip like the ships prow

through the dark and sparkling water rushing with the fish and the dolphins

round and round with the currents and the tides


"A relationship is an organism. You created this thing and then you starved it, so it turned against you. Same thing happened to the Blob." - Jerry Seinfeld


 never say die
earl grey they say you're cray cray to pray pray or prey to catholic diocese "die" just lay by my side on the couch smoking spliffs and if I was in an accident would you benefit from my tax adjustment
cheque from the government
like waiting in the bank is queuing for the mothership
and I'm in a digital format
and I'm tranmitted wirelessly to you tirelessly
and it don't require a recipe to be the best of all the rest of my memories
in them you're a celebrity
kept effortlessly checked in misery
wheelchair hairlessly
barely careless with nefarious serious marriages to barrister burrito terrorists
like let me go there and back and not remember
like let me go where there's no air
I want to go to space
to erase my good taste to paste
and let it migrate
to what scrying eyes make


if
I found a ski jump breast lump arm stump coke to bump broke joke to dry hump
at the garbage dump
the mumps out your cheeks
I reek of leeks and fenugreek
and mystique quickly fades
tour through the village-head and pillage it of all it said and lie it dead upon the hearth
 poor great gorgeous george curious pouring over his spurious quirky curios shop eating cheerios and there he goes drinking milk with oreos
dunking underwater like those bath tub boats
and those floating bath books he wrote with bears in them
that you read while you're bare naked now you're get baked watching breaker high
score more high scores or but maybe not higher than what's behind door number five
straw summer sunshine with fog on their minds
these word crimes are heresy
more notes and photographs on card back cork boards with string between them saying they're in conspiracy
you didnt hear it from me
zero to hero eating gyros in Greek town
next lets go down town to the LCBO in china town grab a crown royal and drink it on the roof of the royal york
yea I know we sound like dorks
wake up in the morning eat some smoked pork with a fork
I nearly broke this quark in half with a volt
I motioned for them to stay the third rails potent
mutant ninja turtle soda pop eroded like your teeth
my reese piece of torn up thesis
here's the bell for recess let's regress into moving objects with our minds like telekinesis
bell telephone selling cigarettes made of rolled up yellow pages like act your age this aint eh middle ages here's this shield for an aegis make this right in phases each one more painful than the last and last of all here's this match stick and gaso flask
like lasoo right back to casio

just slur zerburst scare werewolf of hairy bared gulfs between gulf wars and bored green boring me a thing
its nincompoops like you dudes
maybe lie down like droop
feeling bright like a light bulb that lights up the plastic skull
makes the lights go off behind the 4 above the elevator door

 call me up to the party, at the party tell me about the after party so I feel the heart beating under neath the harley david son tv shirt with holes you chewed through it,I rue due to it, new grooves to your boob tube lit titties from Brit Pop
the sound of crops growing up like hearing your zit pop
clip clop through town on a horse, if Orson Welles spells out book of Kells, call out use the force!
I choose a new course through this life like looking through a brochure I choose to take a course  in
make up worse things than those cut off random toes to bring stone to sling or bring the Borg crawling on its knees to please Ernest Borgnine and the torid id reality of a actor's broken mind
I'm calling out to star scream
if you're holding all the cards you should pass some to me
I'm ashing this splee in ash of the passing times like the rinds of passion fruit imagine loot bags from birthdays and in the first days of the birth of the guitar I'm playing the lute all day
growing up eating lunch in the hallway
it always pays to have a plan on layaway obama llama osama baby moma trauma omg

Omen roman take a tome and sow them page by page like davey crocket with a blade cutting paper into scraps to burn the witches to their graves
ask a man and tell him fables
 to wrap his mind in binding cable
ask him if he's able to digest the myth of cain or able
can he?
ran he twice the riverrun and all begun and all men won the day
"alack"
olay
the brightest hue did make
a rake
a lake
a bake of clams
and all on sand and random things encased
in the days of the past made fresh from age
away a way to walk between the graves and place the flowers there
for you
or you
or you
or you
in tandem walk us two
or four
and two by fours to build
roman loam to till
and omen sent by crone in tent to psalm and balm the soul
the hearth the heart of home
so add an h after calling me
and another one of longing leans beside it or I did it myself
and afterwards the name begins the name the same as elf
and after elveN
and jealous G despised him same as twin the same as when there once began us and  will end us swiftly with an L
to smoke and break us over cliffs of dover over which I fell.


Rated X, supersexual was the hex that vexed me with the breasts pressed next I'm depressed and she's all up in a wedding dress
I'm second guessing stressing exposing myself to impressionable pedestrians blessing them with the holy honey oil gift.  Here press this to your lips and trip and clip your fingertips and shit, you cannot quit from getting blitzed, I'm ripped, I'm cryptic to myself and evident to other kids, I'm hesistant to mention just how priviledged, I'm ain't religious I'm a minister of all of that shit to myself now the self has evaporated.

you're talking about your ex husband more
than bubbling drinks go right to the brink of bored
 or worse than curses make a murder into the birth of something gorgeous
take one hot one cold one perfect porridge for the girl's walking through the forest
green as osiris
like the under arm venom of the slow lorris
make a chorus out of morris lines
let's opine to greater crimes than opiates
I hope I wrote just what I meant


take your taped up eyes off the grimore horror of the prize, and get some visine for your eye screens and drop with the birds from the sky
and a ragged breath
like saxophone crimes
these were the days that broke our minds
that wrote the lines in your forehead
like the lines of poetry always running through your head
or in your notebook
written by an old lover
still stilling cold and smoldering down there
sounds fair brown hair fairground ground melting gowns down
meow crawl around and prowl
Big Sal says Hal knows what you do when you're sleeping
I'm rolling over wheezing and having a hard time breathe
even in the mornings I'm mourning
and I'm laymen
and I am an omen
saying well I guess I'll never be okay
let me try to vaccuum breathe okay
There's one way with me as you can see
who else could he be
ruby rupee hoops go loopy
guadalupe coming down with the crupe please take her to a movie in your SUV
like I'm scoobie doobie smoking doobies solving mysteries
I tried to catch the plates but I just
write down what I see
WHAT I C A R
 but reading it over it all seems really bizarre
like ancient alien eels in jars
sitting on these shelves of relics
Singing Kelly Kelly
have you heard the dirge that dredged the gorge and purged the forge of krishmas?
It was the dirtying of the dishes
called it kismit
Prolegmania to the mania
of the soso mess of mesopotamia
like who knew grew grows?
walking home broken blue toes
who knows greedo's meed soaked eat oat breathing aparatus choking out the sleeper hold
beep beep beep to reap some street gold
steaping tea
creep like its deep homes
here's a sweater for the cold
playing hookey with the coal hockey puck take this luck and run away
from  Hey Man Who are you?
I feel like sewer spew
with two losing loops to choose
like do or do not do
or simply rue now that I'm blaming you for the lame shit I do
and its kinda like drying what I'm dying to do
or is my thing for you
just some lime ring for two
and I'm hiring you for overtime x2
I'm string to your glue so bounce off counts of dracula
step into my acura and let's get a guestimate some accurate math here wait fear laced with earache and seared steak greets me like the great lakes steaming like some latkes I'm reading bracht tennis racket smack it faster than mach 10 plotting again black deeds plus the needle kit in my back pack knapsack here's a hat pat for your pot pol peter pan mr pim taking pills who him? yo he do what he will chill hit a stim sim city simple simpering grin mr pim mr pip hit of a pimp acting prim getting a perm drinking plonk shitting a plomp flying a blimp raking the pramp faking a pramp calling her pran pran pran they call her PRON CRAZE turning over like a prawn braise in the secret metting enclaves that are turning wheels that are steering the steering wheels of cars
and when its cold you want a scarf
and when its cold you want to starve to fit the right shape
cause when its broke you want it fix it
but these rips should freeze the sleeze on the lips of mystics
telling you to get back together
you were never apart
now you're a part of one another
so you're useless to her now
you're goo her fangs sucked dry and disolved
now your face resolved into hers
you can be yourself now that you've so long rehearsed




Midnight: the Tragedy of George Wilmer



I'm making brisket out of fists
lop  my hands off at the wrist
like a briss
and make me a human
rue the day's you lost your blue blue eyes to paul and his epistle to the romans


I got these voices
 in my head
making me make choices
that I later regret


made you up from my head
or maybe wake up sleepy head
Like a great big egg
lying cracked and gushing out like bug
how deep I dug the hole it fell beneath my feet like a retreating rug
my reheated mug of coffee
and rancid coleslaw left out of the fridge
let's build a bridge between the ridges and make ourselves some kids
woman
is that just what you do
is that just what you do now
Walk over here let me see where the blues are
turn labels under collars and free me from the hoosegow
I made you up
I made you up myself from my head
That's why I like you so much
I can love myself instead
Cause we are God's love turned away and turned back to Him
reacting to doom
like the Jews and you were chosen as teh lamb of God beholden here's a sacrifice for you hold in your hannds to make of yourself and carving throats from necks and hearts from chests don't put to rest or quit your social smoozing
making effort makes my neck hurt
I just fell down the stairs
that's the bruising


you work for the catholics
I'm a basket case of loose gaskets
waxy on the outside and sharp like a cactus


I'm eating double stuffed oreos,
I ain't bored I'm soaring higher than an oriel
Yo pass the doritos, this shit is for real
Washing my hands in
the boreal forests of borneo
Washing my hair with with Loreal shampoo
Taking number twos like Electric Bugaloo


the world's ending
so everything should be fine
all world's end girlfriend
now let's lay down dying

seated on the edge of a building watching it all collapse
and the subway stations underwater and the silhouettes of bats flap silent overhead like the fish are swimming laps
Can't you stop yourself from looking at those saucers hovering over the city
and that picture of your mother you in your wallet is so pretty
like that picture of you as a ballerina from the 90s
and as the evacuees all make for the bridges
you can tell them that you ain't religious
and as a commet comes hurtling towards the earth
tell them what it was worth
tell them all what it was worth


open and close
open and close
cousin of wolves
keeper of dogs
wives on the river soaping the clothes

open and close
open and close
hounds in the halls
and the copse is in snow

Ropes in loops tied up in a bow
Put hope through hoops run round in an O
Marched back with troops lined up in a row
To lay down dead in a ditch in the snow
To lay down dead in a ditch in the snow

open and close
open and close
wives on the river
soaping the clothes
cousin of wolves
keeper of dogs
hounds in the halls and copse is in snow

Ropes in loops tied up in a bow
Put hope through hoops run round in an O
Marched back with troops lined up in a row
To lay down dead in a ditch in the snow
To lay down dead in a ditch in the snow


why's your christ so complex?
let's have a conference of
the objects
that you hold
I made a mold that glitters like the hold of a ship come back from the new world with pearls to go on rings so Bing Crosby can screw girls
take them
right back to the old one
back to the doldrums
back from the golden streets of el dorado
and you little girls sleeping land locked in colorado
getting blotto playing tickets for the lotto
or south in the battlegrounds of the side saddle civil war
rising from the swamp like confederate soldiers and men at arms trying to get a breath of air
to haunt the day like the dead
rise mended
cause
the dead they don't die and
lies mend it
Here where they're staying draw a pie in the sky in the earth where they're spending most of their time lying
I'm laid down and dying and sleeping for days before
laser war
obeys the norm of wave form blades for arms
I got socks to darn
set your phasers to snore
I'm coming back like a portal gun creates its own doors
I'm laced with a case for a vase full of spores
Startale ace of the space laser war

I shouldn't have made you brave the woods barefoot
take care for the roots underfoot



come come back to me
i made you come so many times
you could come back to me
you could even take your time




25 lighters on my dresser
yessuh
got more cheese than a cat named cheshire
when i gots to bump I keep it shhh with a supressor



its all beginning over
now its over and done
october has come like a sobering drunk
aubergine lump
kerosene tramp
bronte, your auntie, full monty, the clamp


they made your arms out of nanobots, poor dolly poor dolly
they filled your lungs with nanobots, poor dolly my dear
they rolled you up in flour, poor dolly, poor dolly,
they egged you all the washing, poor dolly my dear
they crisp fried you in breadcrumbs
crisp fried you in breadcrumbs
they fried you crisp my dear

there is no here
there are no hands
there is no heart
nothing beats in this place with crystal daggers drawn and people holding hands
I'm looking at them jealous
holding hands
I stole these wooden hands from a doll and wound them up to fit
They made them from a kit
but they didn't read instructions
Just opened boxes
Stay with me, just for a bit
Lay with me, just for a sec


its maybe ok that brady tv show disease blew away the critics commentary on dvd
his voice was sort of reedy press the eject put that sordid piece of crap on the  shelf according to how I have them sorted
well that's it kinda sorta sorbet orb says nigger risks but who took the bigger risk to sortier my aborted child and worthless style of morbid or morbidity more rigidity blew past me into the ashtray now drift back to me before you pass away andthis sailing ship brigade spans the ridges round you made sound the phase of charles taylor and the craze here is pretty cra'y, see my face I'm not joking got this snot blubbing from my nose prose got a long way to go
but hey to each his own
I'm going back to tatooine and I'll fetch me some chrome to make a robot out of scraps and oh snap the spaceship is under attack from the black man so man the guns fan the flames of the kiler huns
with chinese conic hats riding in flying saucers from mars I'm coming down with the SARS
they said I'm from the future I said nah I'm from the stars
they loaded us double in bumper cars said eat this mars chocolate bar and try not to barf
here's this hipster scarf
to keep you warm from the cold cold hearts so sharp they're posion darts
Here's a K-Mart sweater I bought, check the human cost
from the third world, this absurd world I wish I could pull a chord and curl into a ball sometimes
yeah we all have to ball sometimes

I made it out of clay so I wouldn't have to mind when I drop it and it breaks.
head and shoulders for your flakes
braid this together with your hands
Check the pre-fandom random brand of land so green you've never been there
Whispering pines and cedars bird feeders lawn mowers owing mortage and poor kids growing up like rich kids
flapping like her zitty bitch tits, crispy like some chicken and some thousand island dressing
evan secretly cross dressing
Your older brother's wedding
your friend's thing with that other thing



look I got gold I got gold right here
might  steer clear of the belvedere steers and merecat splat dead centre
enter bend your arms with semiphor to tell me more like a mentor when your old and I'll make a mold of you
scold you like your dad
what your glad rags that had bad tv sad detergint bland
burgeoning with last man cast of the last of the class who're crashing vans
into the Afghans and screaming fuck France and depantsing the partisans, I'm enhanced with stance of the artists from future so dilute you reasoning and get to seasoning up your meal with less salt
cause they're using too much in the restaurants
you can use more spices instead
and its best to flaunt your pantry get the panties of the baby mammies all entangled with the new fangled grooves you can move to
So sponser the seance of Charles Bronson with a monsoon like the log flume she got this exboyfriend and she never talk to him

She's thinking about the ex boyfriend
waking up drinking soy slim
She's boiling
water making pasta with no gluten
She's suiting up for a meeting
She's reading magazines and eating yogurt
She's on the Special K diet and doing Hot Yoga
She's drinking only water cause she cut out diet soda



from way high up glaciers run to the boreal forests of the ural valleys spilling chalice cups of nourishing blood into the callous earth
the brown of the wood the trees
turning blonde at the tips like the coat of the great Russian bear
The green of the marshes, the swamp grass, the forest which grows wild in the wake of Chernobyl.
The yellow of the flowers, the sweetness of honey, the 1990s frosted tips that never went out of style
  i thought it wasnt real
it was made out of paper
said paper's just as real as the phantoms that appear before the eyes of a drunk drinking malt liquour
please don't bicker between you
let's take these planks and build a lean-to
let's build a home girl
with walls so see through
they shock senile sensibilities like lightning for pickachu


on barrier reef
a mariner leaves
the care of his breed
and seraphim grease
to carrier p.
to ferry a plea
to paramour reeve
a  thete  at the feet of the least of the
barons of sleep
you stare disbelief
but I'm baring my teeth
at ceremony
there are only two blue people eating watermelon
talking to chemeleons on the telephone
celophane everything


well it seems my head broke, now I'm dead broke from snorting coke and robbing old folks
I stole this toblerone
like the new kid in class who tries to hold his own
I pulled the poem from my head like I'm making bread
Take a rest to catch your breath like you're sketching from the Feds
Running out of meds so
I took a pack of sudafeds
smoked up like a buddha head and now I gotta go to bed




I prayed to God to see if I still exist

I wrote my name in blood from my wrist



hocus pocus
dominocus
corn beef and...

smoking keif and roaches I'm toasted
coffee beans roasted
Michael Dougals and Glen Close did it

its so clear in the light of the plastic jesus lamp
that inside you is a smoldering piece of UFO metal that is shooting neutrinos into space and out our atmosphere as its half life quickly fades into radians of evil
I'm leaving you behind murdered in the prequel to the novel i never wrote
so each to his own beachcomber
I got more soul left than the shoe bomber
rooms beyond her I ponder and yawn as through yonder window doth appear a ghost
and this is the most you've felt in days
and this is the last time you ever felt this way
held her in mind
melt her over tuna
and a glass of red wine

sectum sempra.exe


I'm walking to a party somewhere in the west end, but I get lost or confused and start looking for a phone booth
but while I'm looking by the overpass I see her walking towards me and like water boards
I'm soaking laying on the floor
and I remember Spencer T-Mac doing ketamine off the back of a cd
and the beer bongs out on the back porch
and Sean Fisher diving off the shed we used to hotbox into the pool where she floated like the leaves at the end of summer and we skimmed them off
and smoking those pinners Nick harvey rolled up for me out back in the winter, and we're in that shed or we're out back by the swimming pool all covered up black with a tarp and white with snow and if you're stupid you'd try to walk out onto it but be careful not to fall through
and you can't control the swaying back and forth
and you're listening to de stijl
and air guitar along to little bird
I'd put you in my cage
and disconnect the phone...



 and the hills of sonoma bristle pristene beneath the breath of nature bending wheat to the sun like corneas opening to borneos tropical optical illusions and these mark contusions in your bleeding hands these reading rhymes are stealing time from its hourglass
power down the bombast
and unwind
creep low over grass to find
ant homes
and footprints in the mud

procreate what I precreate
eat out of my hand like a white dog
site of violence and slog trog photolog
Veela


when i broke my mind, I said it was a one time thing.

 one thing at a time

well I made up my mind but then i lost it
It ran away like the kitten I had in my pocket
I carried it through the trenches
turned out it was mechanical and from steam punk alternative universes

mylar

cylon

build more pylons
to cry on
platters to eat pie on
zion
blonde with the rubicon you're way beyond
wait on that
wait hold up quick and taste the lead from this gat
going ratatat
leaving blood splats on your slacks
I'm practicing acts for my singer song writer
bong hitter with the most bitter poetry
with a flow to beat libido into fetal pre raphaelite bite
of the Price is Right
Plus I know akido
WE're finito though you're a neat ho
sea of thrones but don't reheat repeatedly like you did last week
lets turn the other cheek
brother cause I'm up shits creek
have have you seen the physique of her clique
I'm too 1337 nerd beat poet chic to be throwing it helvetica oblique
bleak were my prospects
but like a gold prospector inspects gold decked in plexi-proxy moxied apoxy carrying canaries like platipuses carrying platters of platinum pussy like lox on cream cheese
bagels
yo no flipping tables over this
this over man mix
for teh sober and tipsy
let me lift the curtain of the mystique
so I'm swiss cheese
cause I'm so holy
brothers know me saying oh jesus christ you're the real O.G. like a homie from California and I ain't talking bout the O.C.
cause If you pro bro mo fos will roll those so grow up some trees and rent some dvds or download em cause I'm loaded but I can't be affording that shit

information is free


kevlar vest
gh

 why are my hands always turning red


10 months later
and look i have careers now
three cheers
I heard your peers veered left and left you all arears
FROWN
Here's a tissue for the tears
I got these deep seated issues somewhere between the ears
oh you got your's pierced
it appears that the nearest purest was embarassed to the barest bone by hilarious nefarious affairs with fairest heiresses not chrones
not named Paris but the terrace that I climbed was parenthetical to oedipal I let a full edible metabolic oligarchy all I'm arguing is that bargaining for your soul with the devil speaking backwards like its heavy metal is like settling not incredible or anything
I'm everything
and nothing
i put it in her butt and I'm busting
press down to ding the elevator button
button your shirt up flirt a certain d-cup that I gotta re-up like a G pack
now you're sleeping with her every night like a C-PAP
for sleep apnea it'll happen to ya when you're older
but for now I'll just smolder




your girl's crying
what are you gonna do about it




what stays behind me casts shadows to remind me


laid out like for leasure
with her legs spread like the weather

mayan lime from warmer clime say hi again to rhyme that wined and dined its winding way back to the days back then and tried to blend in, snap achilles tendon, try to mend them, remedies that the deity sent them, yeah I'm exempt from and dempster's bread limped home
tips to your chips bro I'm this close to tip toes flip those eggs like MR Potato head or Darth Vader said to his son, join me and let your body be sodomied by the lottery commission impression brushing precious cushions clean future doctors taking pre-med
and that's the reason that Tim Burton went
home to a certain person
cause at the seams I'm bursting
I'm eating peas and carrots
wear it on its head or on your shoulder like a parrot
grin and bear it wear it on your sleeve and keys dont start no cars to return those DVDs so chocolate bars melt and dive bars smell like the backs of cars with leather and pleather jackets of pimps and the hooker boots neon in the darkness reak of regress like to each his own coke cigarette





Failsafe place to lay away
I'm smoking up in staircases like base heads with emaciated faces
Praises be to the holy like Incarcerated Scarfaces
I'm looking for the days I've lost up in these mazes
I'm pacing back and forth like complacent reason d'etre
Here blaze this like Dr Dre says

MARK_416 556 6892


lets burn outselves to death like tibet
and maybe monks will get the hunks of flesh I sent you inthe mail
or maybe with the pace of  snails nails in the coffin would set the thing to bed and lay its head to rest where you laid my head upon your chest or solar
rooster crests
of killer lionness
bitch you're blessed with the size of your breasts
just melt away the stress yes
they always impress dressed from head to toe in robes so luxurious my visions getting blurry with the soft focus lenses
rocking Timbs and driving Mercedes Benzes
Folks say i got a magnetic presence
most of the time laid out like a convalescent
roll a spliff and bless it
take a tree and nest in it
I'm festering and I best divest the shit quickly
pick me last for the team but don't you try to stick me
learn a lick and strictly miss the vista mister christopher I made a list of your autustic verve you wish the nerve didn't sting so funny
like bees to honey
laid out on the deck cause its sunny
bouncing like a brown bunny
some one pass the gun to me
pow pow
that's how we pow wow down here in down town
clock you round like a clown
and check the image on the ultrasound
so here's a bunch of vowels coward here's some sour apples
I had to take some Gravol cause I travelled back in time to cataclysmic rhymthic pulses in the substratum clap start like the capgun to raps and toe taps and Carnac's
servered head
the infrared
the lead in the pipes and the plates upon which they feasted
the rising yeast the paper's creased the pan is greased in brief encounters penny counters weighted coins
what is fated is what's purloined
now bring me back the Boeing Jet that's rowing up the flowing flood of water spilling forth from spawning ground like Salmon cramming for a final exam
line my prayers with errors I've scamed
compair to the plans you made and the glands of hormonal stupidity
the lack of liquidity
the lids of her sleeplessly
the grids of the deep blue chess computer mind
do not go deeper than deep throat robert redford three days of the work week I get to myself
I breast fed myself
and wouldn't ween
I lacatated phlegm
when I wouldn't bleed
now back in your throat with that good tasting spit thats salty like the iron coughed up from your lungs and tuberculosis stung like blood across the piano keys so fucking corny romantic chopin's all bent over sweat dripping from his brow, he has been interupted in the middle by a cough which has sprayed a fine mist across the black and white of his tux and tails across the keys, across the chessboard reality of his dreams
across the stars that reflect int eh sea and teh shadows beneath which lie in the reefs and teh drifts with the fishes and sholes of her missing you
I still and drift blisss and blues clips my pidgeon wings
I'll stay beneath bridges like trolls or
cold sores
I can't believe the cold war's over
but capitalism isn't the final state of humanity oh the humanity
let's play jumanji instead or at least go to bed








what'll it take to butterfly break me open like the cuttlefish fry in the ocean
and fantastic mr fox in a three piece suit comes strolling up on a tidal wave with a mind saying kill and a price saying save
sword cane twirl of cultured distain
you know the hurricane from the pelting of the acid rain
melting sidewalks to Kurzweil grey
Here breathe this in


krill for whales check the filter fast pace of a snail
maybe I'll inhale more smoke trails
than laid out bailing ships with square set sails
pray to veda or to dradle?
rocking craddle chalk board nails
scale the brail of the hatemail I get from my penpal in jail
swear its the wind with the force of a gale
like I need a thing which contains emptiness I think it's called a pale
that was so trippy I got flashback trails
of holy grails or
roasting quails


put them up for lottery
take her hands for robbery
so full up my book I can't go till saturday
maybe tomorrow the eros evolved
spreading terror like boiling water scalds
ripped package spills powder into drinks that disolve
bathroom stall telephone number scralled telephone calls
 like golf carts split the airports in half like shopping malls
she got 12 gates to pass through
and removing  her clothes
and the magic bands in rows like graves around her wrists now
or balled up into fists
or maybe happy rows of fans waiting in the stands for beefheart and his magic band
in the circlewhere the saucer lands he found the plans to solomon's temple
He found a can connected through a wire to a channel
that broadcast from a tower that wore through its elbows in the 90s like a shirt made out of flannel
so here's the plan
pierce an onion with 12 cloves
by the heat of the stove
boil water

water boil and break the surface
cover up like robbers kercheif
faces and the steam enclosed enrobbed enveloped set up a bath of 9 peppercorns 3 bay leaves a bottle of wine and a rasher of bacon
place in (carefully)
your stewing beef and colourwheel of orange peel
and when you feel like keeling over
its ready
I know
because I smell it
like I know
you by the arching of your back
remember memories so wack they teefed your sack
just to keep em at bay


hey o

blood over backgammon like snacking leaves crumbs helios spun round the run but proud and humble don't mix like equals check the magic seal
tragic zeal of heros past grasped at something once was clasped so tightly in nightly trim frightfully
I might just have to fight for the wrong side
I might just have to take flight and write quite quaint shit
getting kinda tired of praying to the ancients
take teh zebra anmd paint it
let's cannonize a saint quick before mistranslations
I've got a miss translation and her booty is as sweet as some frying baking breaking a [10]
I'm faking it again
I'm raking in what I'm skimming off
so take a minute to simmer off
This bachelor pad's got dimmers like a boss
so put your trust in the north pointing moss
I heard that was wrong
and actually moss grows just about everywhere so spare yourself the trouble and on the double make yourself a double rum ten times grown up I'm honing in on the tracer on the phone cause I'm lonely and bonus points go to motives I can't see
Press pound for the answer to grant you want is fancy and restaurant quantities and vaulted ceilings
and this is the full monty
is it really
is it actually
let's open eyes die back to me
cry laxitive from your eyes like vaccine
I'm losing track of taxes
put me in the ultra max
security prison
where purity ain't no decision
like sitting in front of the television
I'm livid and that's just the beginning
grinning still I'm stringing myself along singing prison songs
Isn't all that's wrong is really right
or is it what you dream at night
that keeps you up
or breaks your clutch
keep it cobra clutch
and such
or keep on weeping like guitars
and it may seem bizarre so
I think I saw it on the VCR so slamming car doors sometimes will catch a thumb and sometimes brains go pop like bubble gum
Are you in trouble son, I'll get a nun.  No I ain't got marbles left to run around the sun.  Or faded carpet circle. 

I saw it on the TV
I think I saw it hadn't come out on DVD
so I ask my friend to burn it to a CD
But he had was this old VCR
that plugged in through his N64
 But he listened to a cassette tape mix from his ex and missed the sex
he missed the rest
he missed a kiss and a head on his chest
oh the breasts
softest flesh
hands make nests where they lay to rest
chirp
chirp
wyatt earp
rounding up another purp
making purple drank
I wonder what nerds like Urkel think when circles can't be squared and words wyrm their urn spilling way through gardens of graves and ravens nests
bathing in the bird bath with babely maiden dressed from head to toe in robes of egyptian cotton soaked through  to the bottom and showing her bottom and what she brought home
soapstone and rhone
the portait of patient of chrones 
making a wastrel of setting bones
case and point look around       





i made a little man out of paper and you folded him up into a hat
A breeze blew the hat from my head into the river and it sailed away just like a boat

Make me a bed out of the needles of a pine
and warm a stone to place between my feet
May all your hair turn white at the first sight of blood
Or all that running red when you're slicing up beets
Heat me like the stone that will stick you like the pine that will fold just like the paper boat in half and turn to hat and burn the little matchstick marching band in matching jackets and I can hear them making racket and put up pictures with a tac quick before elastic waistbands expanded grander than amateur porn actress mammary glands

who's jealous of who
I'm so jealous of food




I'm bombing this hot as thermometers
stop when its ominous to cop it like Obama does drugs to catch a buzz so please trust to promise us
prominence and sadomasochistic kissed his ass before he's noming us down like communist ministers  administering armistace




i lost my talent and I fell off balance and cancel that ballot box salad days are valid but not halfcocked mass brass takes belef in chicken stock rips the smock off the cook with a how'd you like that
right back atcha match me rib to tibia and the fib you told so glib I had to steal from stores
real rum roar
humpty dumpty clamped his bum more than bored clorox four oxen at a time got a drive away kind of mind lines go down the street two at a time and go dotted like a mottled slime full throttle down the prickled pickle brine brain why train my insane mind to behave when I'd trade cane for sword ben ren seb morth
I hed sorth then go nort
my bot aborted rot and chortled got you got you got you
seth I sort of talked you into death it sort of mocked you and the best of all the shockvalue sallied forth with analogous alleyoops

valleyways and ralley loops to race around
they take teh ground and walk it back and forth
accolades to razing raising raison raisin phlazer phlaven ggghghghghghghghghgh
I tripped for I slipped grip pips
Nips
Drips
I cafe coffee drip drip
I wrote this on your lips lips
gave up trying to kiss fiss fiss hiss christen this kriss with bliss and blood dripssss dripssss drips upon her lippsssss

crisp and delicious like pernicious priss
bit the tip and now she tips so solipsistic with a lisp

 I caught it from computers
like virus from the future
check the root of all evil
C:/ be more like my type of people
press delete and meet me half way
raft back to islands like upturned ashtrays
on glass patio tables
grasp potato ladles
fade from mind and
pass away
like you used to
be more like me less like you
turn out the tube till it glows up the room
throw up for hands like well that's how it looks from here
how many beer?
crook sucked up fear like a vaccuum cleaner
accumen keener than the plaque you'll clean later
painters driping quaint purples choking on their idols
tripping over vials left in bathrooms now pass out with a swoon
Grab the crew and prune herbs so refurbished pervy ed mervish british war chest of the worse shit since the shit that first birthed ya
swear its fucking worthless at 5 dollar purchase
I'm losing my purchase
now lurching birch canoes like a typhoon
I'm climbing blind son
now brine my brain with pine sol
that's worse than spanish blind from looking into the sol
when you trip and fall into her soul
climb back with no hand-holds
burning candles
at both ends
Evil omens and roman lome laid out like geodesic dome honeycombs
got a phone lying in a coma type of running home like copasetic
memory eidetic you bet it bled red kid that's what it does it's what it done did




her bones so light they might make mine seem romanesque
and as soon as I get home I've got to get this off my chest
I'm arrested in developement and my envelopement in irrelevant material is learing eagerly towards my open pours and pupils
Focus mutual interest on the regress of ourselves
let's burn the trees and fucking kill all the elves

riven in the valley yes was cleft but never fell



i love you now that I'm above you
hey you look so small



i got the noobie blues
all your rude crews with poor taste in music
blasting hootie and the blowfish
i don't got that card so go fish
so suspicious now you turn so rotisserie
round and round
and bound to brown slowly in the surrounding pan







fuck you dumb guy
sand between your one eye


cry more
liar
fuck yourself todeathin a fire







 i made hands for myself out of wood
and I didn't know its type



I'm Henry VIII of this Planet of the Apes
Can't relate to the fate of plastic knives or paper plates
so throw away like the sandwich that you never ate
ok maybe great
let's take some more before we separate
step to fate with like the crush of blades
bust up your face of racist hate maybe placate past greats of the last great golden age
wake you up from doldrum phase
sultan of the folded face of four aces
vodun sages turning pages by the light of warm embrasures fading to the darkness of the graves kid days of sleepless nights of lying in her
cold embraces


bright as mitochondria
painting mondrian



maybe give it more time

for the midichlorians



  in all the sea of reeds there is no raft with babe so meek as
this







with thesalt you gotta make the draw just right
bust bright crushed ice caught in the light
rainbow told me gold is a blight
might just excite prices on the nicest midas
market crisis pieces falling all I'm hearing is appearing learing faces of demons and lesions on faces of radiation people
kick it to the pictures of Hiroshima victims licking their wounds
carving soapstone into afternoon soaps passing off notes in class to past loves
pascal would scoff but ask bob
my last novel was panned by all the snobs but lobs globs nonetheless
best of all the rest now let's hear it for some depressed times
they can be as pleasing as some prickly pines
And I don't mean to pry but what's on your fucking mind?
Ok It rhymes with spatula
actually catastrophe more like it
i stick my finger in the dike and I'd liken it to taking flight with mics kid
rights of northern passage
I'm fucking plastered
past participle I flip backwards
ask for his cigarette I'm like forget me not bless
bess
chess was actually a stress test
I'm like maybe you win with a guess
or sin with the look of her eyes or the size of her breast
ok ok I protest domestically
best to clean up afterwards
master words so delicate eligant gentlemen in england now abed are pre emptively spinning in their graves or wishing they knew dave and crew please we're playing on that place down bayview and rave reviews follow all the raves we do
you should see that stadium on Pay Per View
or like you were a kid and you thought it was paper view
I'm drawing with like crayons pictures of things live to simulate it but my crayons are words and I wish they were crayons
raison detre met me as a friend said hey you want to go to the gym I'm like nah, I'm going to go smoke some pot I'll see you later
now I bought these shoes made of aligators
ok time to stop
fdg

tacitly a basketcase 
I'm wearing scary masks
quick fast in a dash to the flaming car crash
where's your hall pass
at fault bastard
careless heriess of a notion
here drink the magic potion and
say the things you never said or did right
its like falling from heights
I did it in a dream and
clouds of steam and
CHEMOTHERAPY
Check the longevity
I don't understand nor would I care to state a pedigree
it's legendary for the various percariously placed replaced emaciated playstations or waystations to vacations my elation patiently awaiting mating or braiding together heather like meta-things, you can't explain ok, and can't explain away




I just got a BRAIN WAVE
I'm trying to behave but I'm phased out like a rave kid
laser phaser splayed now no facing
the unexplored earth that lives inside caves





I'm trapped
I can't sit back and relax
I'm smoking whole sacks
of endo
after highschool I look around and I don't know where my friends go
I'm mental
pent up like a sentinel
'cause prison guards are sent to the same mental hole as the prisoners who stole 
and executioners will roll your ash up in the blunts they're smoking when they're coming home from work joking
check the potent truth
most obvious is what I'll do
stir with the muddle spoon
posset round
so let me posit sounds to represent what heaven sent
now it ain't self evident
I'm levitating
rating faded holy scripture tips
where he dipped his lips
tipped his 'tress
bless
bess and porgy
I'm more genius than beam me up


They named her glucose
I'm Bruce Lee quoting Proust yo
coming through like mousilini in a group home
I loot poems from the past
a specialist in two tone
Aliens from Pluto
loops so pro they implode
tip toe past the blast emitted from mission control the past you're trying to forget now
don't question the word on my lips I'm tipsy but I'm just coming back to myself
just waking up


“Yes, I would just like to say I’m sailing with the rock, and I’ll be back, like Independence Day with Jesus. June 6, like the movie. Big mother ship and all, I’ll be back, I’ll be back.”

topanga
kangaroos took a tanka then went zoom
anger only makes me feel alive when I move
so when you drive slow you don't mind when eye tests say you dont see the little kids
sprinkle their limbs over the sidewalk in fine dust of chalk
hustle now disrupt the schoolish walk back home balk after dark like here in the underdark we're running larks so harpo they threw a dart right to your neck slow
tec goes blat check the blood splat
hood rats dive for cover from these other cats
they're vampire bats leeching off my sensibilities
reaching for the box where it's all black and not leaking
got this snot leaking from your nose
sunny flows so goat here's a moat around teh fortress you erected now heaven sent specimens so dope they're tonight on lettermen
you bet he'll win then spin around like a fan on a pin, says who's grand I'll begin to ring around
where I found the nouns
now replace me on your calander with hours of power sliding 4x4s over dose on this bored comatose rural mindset
find new words to find a reset
but there ain't no consciousness left ain't that obvious
its pretty ominous and bombing us like the US
and who's next in the world to look twice at the wrong girl
White Swirl
Tiger Lily said to Sparrow Hawk she might go black and not go back
ill and I sense your silly little reasons for the things you do bring you to a new type of level
tripe hype like the devil swivel on your wheels and bevel like several heavy metal kids smoking reefer drinking heavy metals
yo flow so measured it comes in pleasurable increments
slinking down the hallway like a cat on his fingertips
now you're asking who brung the shit
hung the switch from the ass back pocket
Oh shit I dropped it
worse than hang gliders over projects
I got the doppler light glimpse I might go fat like blimps ring jingling like a pimp so here's some stamp for the scrimps, king of the tramps his name is Impish tongue swung through to the highest rung
look at what you brung who brung you what's teh matter with the food
don't you like it?

mic it louder
I'm floundering on this beat so soundscan the sound of swing bring me gifts like the birth of the christ so now spliffs will be welcomed please seat me on balconies to balkanize some of what I oughta be
I oughta be an oddity now obviously fava beans are weak in the knees kid
trick or treat speak open mouth like wicked
Take your mind and stick it up
From roots i"m like a hicama



I smoked a weed bowl of shit so sick its like some ebola shit


I took my body and contorted it into a porno pic born of victimizing mindsets
Mordor wicked like the Lord of the Rings

creepy like its sleepy hollow
headless groove and reedy swallow

dip your toe into the sorrow

is it warm enough to wallow?


well hey there betty
I've seen you around the block and
riding my bike as you're walking to the park with your sisters or playing in the yard
maybe it's not hard for you to think of me that way
but for me to even look at you
takes a little bit of something special
maybe call it courage
maybe just good American values soft serve from the man in the icecream truck buck bucking trucking goods up state cross
maybe stacked card houses
picking louses
be less disgusting next time
now you're crusting over like some grime
I got this fish that brings pikes to mind, whatever you likes to find I might go fucking cyberpsycho this time
brain tripping in pickle brine check the main line drip and respiration station for in and out patient patiently awaiting fated death and place in the stars with his ancestors
Vincent Van Gogh with a flock of full energy infestors





desperation smells like gasoline
keep my bleeding eyes reading
following dotted lines trying to find
whatever it is that resides inside
let me take you for a ride along
saddle up and
siddle up now that right ain't wrong I broke the bong soaked through the surrong blurred along the lines around the edge
I look a rosebud sled said burn this like a hedge between us neighbours so neighbourly you did me favours
I got this taste in my mouth to savour way worse than in league with the majors
I played it out at least
take two of these and fold but don't crease please
place these between your lips
between your breasts
and swaying like your hips
when I blink it is eclipse
spendthrift driftwood milkwood plastic milkcrate

dirty deeds done dirt cheap


 don't worry I'm rich
don't trip and cause the sidewalk hit you with the laws of physics flip flopping like some bitch tits
she's wearing fishnets cause she read it on your wishlist



hello
hell hole hello
hello
whats the cancer answer are you?

bell toles for those


take their hands off with their eyes and you can see the little people if you try.

they're wearing conic hats
their eyes are sparkling like a dance of flames
and games of music chairs are tracing back and forth these paths like ants across my vision

turn me in for ten years of time
press your wrists together with the red around the lines around your hands
hear me loud like a siren calling back to earth and wreck on rocks




ponder honda concord grape clean slate preen to a sheen dream mate



she
creep
who are you
they who rape the deja vu crave laser shooter drain like brain tube hey who are you stare like brutes groupies who loop back and forth to the zoo wearing zoote suits eating cold cantalope soup
speaking mute maybe lay down like a droop
hey how are you
I made the day of sour screw dour like the jew mango smooth
dodge dorrango rangle up some strangled blue blue ankles hue two candles in two and withthe four pour the wax into your hands
 so they can't light your way

 eating danimals
maybe those zoo animals I made up to block out the rape of my grown ups
were thrown up from my mind like a whirlpool that goes nowhere
this is only one of several days of the year
I get these stares on the back of my neck like nightmares raising hairs
phasing in and out of being there
or maybe seeing stars



im off today just scoff and say hey weathers been bad lately
well maybe if i was more painterly less dainty with the quaint brain maybe train less slatternly not collapse like everday was  saturday and lapse back to me



gollum hold em under lava grab a java at the plaza del toro delphonics pawn shop mask of zoro grabs you like goro eating old el paso tacos wearing crocs and high socks block those out your mind
what are you trying to find
once while drunk I killed a mime
in mexico that ain't even considered no crime as bitter as the rind of a lime
i guess its a sign of the times
line of the superstition that runs right around my neck like a chain gun
rain down
pain and maintain gravestones hey head hunter how bout those lawn gnomes fawning around with the sound of grown ups downstairs talking and is it their voices or are power rangers calling you through the woodwork walls and imagination makes the voices sound like noises of an intercom and all winterlong you ve been practicing the laser tag hand gun spin around the finger and shoot you down
like the drugs aint even kicked in



ungoliant exfoliant stole the holy from napolean now I'm only in my twenties but then reason ain't Ps and Qs so let's see all the amenities for me
now bend your knees
Jesus Christ
let it ease your soul to breathe
I once stole a peach in my youth now beseech me to tell you the truth
Original sin grinned its fang jaws
Rhymes like the constanble
Einstein tim
e conqueror Blanka chomp the pompador off the top of your head needle's going into the red of blood street cred speedometer bombing like almonds in the eyes of east easter islanders when they're looking vexed at the west and peace inside you bursts through
curse the day
worst of all they say
pray to god
or electric prod, whatever your mood dude, brood then slog through, cogs turn while hogs burn rubber yo, cover your ears

rabbit dog with a mannikin leg, ran with it in its teeth,
I hang this wreath made of bone and hair taken from seven rings of grief I wore
for each husband I bore
I bought them off ebay
You remind me of my aunt, and I dont trust you and that pandering competition
what you're obscuring
purring kitten is that written words seem lamer than laymanns terms

your brain broke lame joke, now you crane your neck to look vectors south
took up the rectum what revereds brook screaming from the bible like a child pushed into the recylcing cycling garberator our worse hatred made in flagrantly plagarized public view
accept no substitutes
she's coming down with the croup
I wish this breeze was gluten free
watch the Ps and Qs
reason used to rock itself to sleep with obtuse views but lets boost past those

take stock see saw
 make a house out of blocks
break out ehe lake of trout coming down with a cold bold adventure of the past striking casks of oil rich in southern basque provinces obviously the ambience round the scent of women ombudsmen flowering like deflowering congressmen
on the next one vectors anon
wreck the speck of freckled fawn
the next rubicon is way beyond
say be honest with the way the race is run

take the sun and moon and replace them in the sky
with my gouged out eyes
and how is it that the ties round the wrists
still hold in place what does not exist
hit him in the stomach to see if he'll wince
he'll give you a hint
ain't seen him since

Is he cooking up a plan holding up with the Imps, take a glimpse in maybe blimps
maybe barbeque some shrimp or simply crimp the edges of a meat pie reheated by a microwave on high
like irradiated slaves to times gone by
break out neon colours
ditches dug and filled with older brothers
who your mother's been smothering in the attic under covers
and the under cover cops have been watching to the house she says
they're on the scent of the crime in the air
and they're right but, the smell was the sewer drain flooded by the rain from last night
the crushed pop can dreams the tightening of a hug before you have to let go the embrace of the damned the hope in the eye of the slaughtered lamb and august gown of summer that she wears in memory
the low fidelity of our lives
the rising highs
the lows that swell and take you rowing cross the water
prostor gotta get you somewhere
I'm humming now the sun is staring down
and maybe it is unfair
or maybe circus fairs are barely rare anymore
the world's circus tent is rent and stretched to fit the masses and their asses fat and gaseous sarcastic and made of plastic molten plastic surgery
melt your plastic surgery
in the heat of the sun
like the sweet in the bun
reaps what's undone backwards in time

Let's hear some rap style
he's in a habit to go back to reptile cold blooded pre flooded giant lizards like the creationists believe in mistakenly
I'm taking your life from you, don't trife with my knife son or you're gonna get askew fool what you wanna do? is it just me or is taking capsules sniffing glue, ripping new minds open is exactly the same as making love to your girlfriend?  Maybe it is yo, maybe it ain't I'm feeling quainter than myself so you should check the feint, words paint pictures or

she loves me now that she's above me
thats how come her hugs seem so tight to me
Ruby light the dark of the light in the long night of the our desire the youthful atmosphere begins to prespire in the heat of the regret we're feeling  how come at night you always look so appealing when I'm pealing your off your clothes and sweeping them onto the floor like they're orange rinds and when the door hinge grinds you hear  a squeak just like a mouse but made of metal sharp as stinging nettle ringing like a kettle and full of all of what I could give her
now you're in prison all you can think of when you're making shivs of ribs of kids I'm tripping just like Ibsen did or Mel Gibson
stimulating simulated sub systems which visit us through visions

I'm dizzy but I'm only kidding.


I feel comfortable in the kitchen lets bridge over boundaries working in foundries found bound for disease so let's take to the trees in search of flying squirrels and gliding snakes, three layers deep of air waves rippling through the air that turned herself out like a whore running after a run down horse brigade
he made him himmler's own hitler uncle
and what else was left but to
grope up some happy
lapse into saturday afternoon cartoons and rancid milk cartons and cartons of cigarettes
I told you my one regret is that I'm low as high get
rancid as milk left out
question your answers not your growing sense of militant responsibility
Grapes have seeds
Waxy skin
and you can't trust them not to turn on you
into vinegar or wine
or mine or yours
find me doors to open
that I ain't yet
seems quaint but maybe placated
kind of growing owing debt

big fat old ass at a lesbian titty bar
sweating out the armpits
covered in flies
underpaid workmen roasting fish over tin can fires

kremlin assembling emblems of the helms they wore with bells on

 when the jaw brain empties itself into the sea




it would take an apocalypse to knock the dirty girls out their locker pictures

drinking plonk fall into the water with a plunk off the plank made of dead trees which are plants plant me a planet for ants to prance on over cankers growing like a spreading cancer spreading like already freshly baked spray on tans and zanzibar bouncers to remind us to keep our hands to ourselves

at he convergence of the Solimoes and the Rio Negro bury me up to my head to remind the dead to stay that way
Let's play keep away
Repeat it day and night
Monkey int he middle got enough of chicken fights to pick a fight standing on one leg up one leg down
fighter is a lighter raised up
and a half eaten frankfurter
retrieved through heimlich maneuver

one day my songs will play
on empty V

You love me
I love youtube


the walls were green tea,
like someone who worked at starbucks chose the colour from a one of a seventeen coloured swatchs in a similiar colour.  Did you know that somewhere in the area of 4% people can percieve micro-tonal shifts in colour invisible to the general population?  Home hardware cares deeply for the plight of just these potential individuals and has released a new schema of 428 new colour varieties and seasonals including sandstorm mist and exposed bone.  Circling vulture black has been restocked to include a free wooden stick for mixing paint.  With a stick, the possibilities are endless--approx. 428 x 428 hours of painting enjoyment. 

     
a green circle became small and the cat's tongue stood out red
it was pawing at a ball of yarn, it was the scratching at the door
the small door
in the basement
made half high for the little folk
always batting at the silhouettes of moths on the windows
pressing up against the glass to look right back at them with her whiskers twitching and green slit eyes, her triangle nose pressed against the glass, pressed right against their fuzzy antennae and compound eyes, their curled proboscus and cicada chirp

where there`s headache there`s heart ache thats why starting over`s just for starters
what shall we have for appetizers





dont get bored
find a river to ford
With a mind like the borg plus deep like a gorge he got more in in store than walmart
living out of pocket like a hobo in a shopping cart
selling pens for five cents to fund my the outsider art exhibition
coming through like a man on a mission
my first impression was that that was impossible
he was so cool and has such awesome flow
double take my mistake this was no fake he was the greatest yet made on this earth so now behave, stay relaxed and maxing so cool you're taxing to save like the waves trace patterns on the beach smoke 'em piece pipes put away your gripes cutting down your arm with a knife like the  blades of the indian braves flash in the light to lead your mind out the cave with a rave just so hype it jooks the mic



zulu hula hoop droop like a dollop of icecream melting out the scoop
send your troops to afghanistan to grab up the loot
make sure to toot your own horn born agains
I'm sworn against that
in my bowler hat, hold onto that
like the wavy shores of montauk
blonde like the base of your hair follicles
solipsistic like you're eating a popsicile
cut out the old with a blade made in the shape of a sickle
you're hiding your warmth in these clouds of steam which look so cool
more please, s'more gruel
like four minus one is three and that can work but three minus one ain't no stool
that's no legs for standing on
so let's abandon what we love
like I'm hiding my brain in a cloud of smoke
like Yahweh wakes up to make the earth alone the morning after in a cloud bower of sour apples
like the soldiers with their ponies dappled keep on lapping around Annapolis Royal til they fall down dead from toil
in the soil
but keep on tapping toes
go go so called rapping golden calves
make a mold of the soul coming out my ass





fake fake fake my lake ontario
on the way to an all time low
ride me out for a little bit
till you cut off your pinky toe
for a ransom scheme that don't go too well
you feel like heaven but you look like hell
riding down the coast with a southern belle
you've stolen from a magazine






brood over that
cool cat
groove out like who wrote that with toe tapping energy
I tapped the keg of regulars leaving the penitentiary
send me mental asylums to try on like hats for the tea party reveal a heart of hardly nothing
puff out like a puffin puffing
 like the coffin where you lie in and I must be lying to myself if I think I'm going to the islands after life is over
there is no west of here there is no yesteryear there are no hats for us to wear the bus is here the trust you wear is for us to bear the customs of the customers blossomed like the bust of her the rust of early autumn reminded her it was the dawning of the winter bent against her like the leaves and branches hence her cancer moved commencerably closer to the pincer movement that biforcated her brain lung and lymph I'm rummaging deeper creeper are you looking here's a peeper for you to see perfectly well where you keep her sabre cat protected close the most necrosis set in since the fall of autumn hostes of foes in kosovo boasting oaths I was supposed to know the most devoted of the post-emotive folk to boast open heart and moping look to oaken turnks and winter wrapped its snow around them round and tightly put to bed and sleeping sound in rows like graves the trees they sort of sit and sometimes sway a bit and that's their pittance but for instance ents immense friends of many men and some like saruman they do not bend around and like the poet sends you nouns and pounds of flesh let's estimate the caress of mesopotamia stretched from here to there and back
realse the grack
and cattleback tornado wracked kansas and prance dancing in ruby slippers picking up jack the rippers cut up trollop and putting her in tupperware up there where the harrier jets married her and flew over her grav when they buried her bless this area please spare us from disease carriers and various serious imperious leaders with periods coming out their ass trash this if you must and simply mosh to the slaughter of elves by the hands of orcs in the early summer of ourselves and owls only began to stay up late
oh the hate
the hate
I rate it 8 of 10
like waves trip over the cape and great apes can't contemplate a heaven other than naked earth or hell other than the same but worse I am become a name thats cursed You explained the verse without craning your burping neck to look vectors south


the old man that hums random things like two in tandem swing in candid prancing around in France and of course
every wine vine got a few bottles corked
or like the elves that are orced
or when orca has taken the place of pork
in our future culture because blubber is fattier even than pigs and rigged elections rule figments of our imagination

I guess that's pretty so so
always booking from the po po
instead of looking over eye floaters
by whole moats of tears to motorboat in grinning
minion of discrimination ancient in summation I am quaintly on vacation now patiently awaiting making sense of things
I'm sick of getting pensive over these pretensious things mention me some king james I'll bring dames to their knees in abandoning reason and the keys to their home and rental loans
pent up mental entropy sent to me bent poems and maybe that's meant to be
transforming like a centipede
like those that go to war were sent to bleed
and tend to be lend/lease
grandpa send me the end piece


canned and panned an opera phantom so so so cancel all of that now

take what I made you
put it on for a mask
said I made you love me
and I didn't even ask
i have a goal
its a golden thing in the sky
 its pretty costly boss plox dont ask me why


  make me love you
make iit return all to my hand like a ball

where is love and when was the fall?

kill me quickly
kill me slow
roll me gently in the coconut so I crisp up royal

juniper berries
and the golden wheat
from the gladiator
handcuff my wrist to the radiator
with a bucket of icecream
says just drop that bad habit
quick as you can
roll me in a trashcan
right down the street
down the hill
and into a swap meet
all the grandma's and old ladies standing around
look right into my soul
and shake me down
It's always going down
down like the temperature
finding in winter what you stashed in november


undo
what you do dude
how are you at souring like power U
Quit acting all dour and
round up the folks for a barbeque
carbide in the air is a
harbinger of doom
are you alone or a loon grooming himself back and forth with a sweeping broom
eating shrooms
teaching moon stones how to roam back to their home, like et on the phone
I'm ronin
Conan O'brien times conan the barbarian
let's get a steak at barbarians
start a nation like the aryans
ok maybe not
but let's hear it for the despot
the next spot I blocked out worse than scotoma blow on my soup cause its too hot
like the form of slowly warming cormorants morning to you dear farmer ants
 I cocked it back and then forgot to gloss it over back and forth like going back to smoking rocks
next stop is autism
maybe watching hawkish
over shoulders like the amish
trying to harm us
promise me this now that
I'm out of commission
cause of that comment by mish
and my mission statement rated X
Lex Luther so truthful it broke the hex
big as texas times googleplex
let's tech before we attack check the math kids
let's take a bath
but not with each other
because lincoln log laws passed

moloko pretty roccocco
fetch me some broke folks writing down what they should be vocoding
reloaded into voter-choice
james joyce
rolls royce
pay no attention to the man behind the voice

wake up break up get faded cut your arms up calves to ankles its the pit of the rancorous rankor bank just like a canker sore hankering for some tom hanks comedy homespun and expunged of undue hunger for seeing her in her underwear
bun some more tear jerkers I'm leaking weird sea urchins out my eye holes going downhill like tricylces I'm recycled beefcake times St Michael's flaming sword
what a shame now aim this towards
birds
higher in the sky than mountain dwarves
live up high but underground
my hunger abounds like some flowing hospital gowns
gosimer strands praying for pran pran pran they call her prawn
solo like han
ebola like what took your arm
oh shit
I ripped one more fearsome than lear jets taking off at pearson
I'm piercin' my belly button
I'm kirstun dunst kinda cute like I'm not wearing a bra
appearing to scoff at fearlessness and cost of the early modern period
I'm learing eagerly towards torrid orders formed is bars to escape the pouring rain and the pain of the Boer War
Im sorry Cora
my orator expored the depths of what you repped so hard
pardon me I got this card its charged with volt so large it blew stacks off eldebarge I'm selling large real estate ventures lets go on adventures with venture capitals in their dentures at length here's my treatise its kinda elitist but YO its still in the fetus




I drank a fifth plus I'm smoking spliffs
If you want a lift kid puff cause I'm all out of breath
nevertheless
I break it to the break of dawn
word is bond
Now its under construction like a pylon
Got a dick that's a mile long
so when I take my bitch to the movies she can cry along
I break your mind with the wackness of the everyday
the smoothest shit they'll ever say
is pretty groovey but don't move me down the street like a  motherfucking cheverolet
I got so many fans I'm cooling on the everglades for several days
remember days up in the past and now I'm never phased
I'm blazed off grass
 if you're holding pass
cause nothing's higher than my ass
slow: you know I dont move  fast

i got no bugaboo
just that I love you
plus if you want me to bruise it  up
i bruise easily but
but you dont get hit in kung fu
trip and skip like some do great honour to their elders named sun tzu don't cha know I'm bunning doobs while I'm running round loops around you
what could I do
add two plus two and I betcha get the sound of sliding doors closing
jacking kids for their clothing
and their ipod ear implosion
so get to moseying along then
if you're wrong then
who knows where right be
I'm likely to be mightly disappointed
rhymes like judo or don't you know akido blows
I be opposed to reading while I'm weeding out minds so closed they took their oaths

what's up doc?


939 6153
--or maybe Jay???

splayed out graves trip they're laid out like a string through the brain maze
grim is him who plays games with the crone embodied in a crane square frame
got the tiger eye aim
textbook plus the cahier
and I got the lines trained in my brain
nerves like a migrane

attack of teh birds check the nerd farm word to your mom we got a bomb so calm it copped a feel and broke its arm


not got a lot to prove lube up that broke joke but ok brocade this back and forth between two new mucuous membranes hell is a stain on the carpet
so carpet bomb some egypt

I got the old records labeled credence so tho
my reasoning mind died last week
said replace me on your calander
scortch me with the salamander
wait for a way ahead of me
lead for legs now fill your belly with the lilly livered liveries
creed make this bleed out of reeves wreathes meek eels of earl curl into a ball and murder priests




yo check teh flow
humble unbelievable
coming out my mouth
and now its time for smoking bowls
if you wanna know whos incontrol he's in mcdonalds raising his colesterol
I'm the best of all the rest now call me last of all
masterful bastard casting blasting caps in raps synapses lapsing like sin in his name brain goes snappy snap
lean right back into the trap for you lax in now max and me are gonna take it back with retro media like the fax  machine and in halifax I'm practicing reaction like I'm waxing on waxing off i''d like some love i'm wacking off
now fact is tough to interact with
I'd like to fit in with the zig I zagged with
add different things maybe
rings crazier and bling blinging rings jingling things like I'm mingling my mind around places like let me find the aces up my sleeve skeeze up like some Gs on some Bs a bit and be right pleased or maybe leaves will curl up and blow away

im the apostraphe thats left after your lobotomy


check prime matter addons and lets catalize from mad bon bons
I'm sitting cause I sat on
add to that the matter hadron I"m voltron times megatron egg us on and wedge some verdantly spawning spawn comics that rob bombs from the sky like lawnchairs flat as pancakes and fakes like bon jovi oviform salami I'm ontologically conning you out of a fondue pot you got a pack lunch and a hunch in the truncated abdomen I'm like an addman with a madcap grin
come on in you weant a coffee well I only got gin
not to rub it in
but the look you gave was so sharp it's like the head of a pin so lets get to spinning bottles which is a sure way to rob you of what you got
I got nothing left but what I'm berreft of cuz you aint my cuz no more buzz word encore like a piece of recent poetry
It snowed last week
I'm owing mowing growing lawns like vert my transverter blerted hurt kinda megahurtz I'm like yo you got egg on your shirt

shame about momo
oh no pomo rotoscoped circle of the crone so dope its opening up into a promo pic vicks vapour rub sponsored lazy susan of rueing things I did the past
I bid you my last cash cow
lets get to acting horizontal
am I boring you or is vaudeville oddly only handheld
my ansel adams growing cancer car wreck northern dancer
dripping paris plaster off her neck like who's reaction don't make sense when you're talking to
my steven hawking stargate hairdo
how dare you do that to your dude its pretty rude of you and not to mention rather snide 5 times crude



the brain that doesnt think begins to stink like locker rooms beside hockey rinks and circle spiral down the sink and  cheapen like the sweapings of a broom
pink and rose
wrinkled clothes and the most thorough lured porthole into mordor
or a promontory of scraggy isthmus
strung along with lights for merry christmas
bow your head when you are dismissed
which I wish it was

 un true free I gotta go

princeton to gypsum sea rips in these jeans are gonna get the m16s blaring like mcclaren f1s let me tell you hun, one puff of this bun will get you done straight laid out stunned and wiping at your runny nose sunny flows more volts than cobras strike older colts I'm wearing torn overcoats watching all the bridges that I burned turn into boats

cranberries vary in terms of tarrying
some can become unitarian cranberry sauce and others become crazens
craven as it might seem some become juice whether too sweet to go down like a noose's circle and cocktail or bitter dark and concentrate

drink it to the last
and bob on top like fresh cran out the bog with a
 splash!



 leave a note says nice seeing you
kite hands got arms for strings
 so wind it around
 and let me look in to the circle made just like a tunnel
 so press it to your face and
 read the code and tell me what it says
 in the ravine
and I can pull metal with a magnet in my hand.
 not this far away but
 the coins disappeared into the cap of my brimmed hat. 
The skin is darker round your eyes
 like dirt 
or maybe deeper
 than your swaying palms
and build me a lean-to

curling up like the red lengths of scrimps temps its been a long tomps since tompson and tomson obsing round robins bound downtown to slob the nob of hob goblins I'm wrong its been a fall of ages past
two years at least could be spread like not enough butter over bread with too much yeast I'm lead by my uttering mouth and spinning head so wind the leash around down this dogpath to naked beach arm reach into the sea like reaching out for a peach
I'm a lout now bespeak
bespoken spokes and oaks and mocha coffee cake
now I'm awake lets get to taking account of my awful mistakes
I'm Oryx not Crake now pour us some forrestry over my steak not a knife but a stake not a wife but a rake a life without take makes me wake up late to the belated bacon eggs stolen from the nests of great apes
now record laura secord chocolate left on his hotel pillow with no keycard I'm Pete Segar plus a beleagured beaver named Libre I'm a lemur on a crime wave in prime time driving away in a T-bird with the road so bloody like the blade that I plunged into the heart of a sleeping babe like

Good pig that'll do





 lie low for now i never really say anything but please dont touch that silo core value I'm more war child than four thousand south pacific islanders starting up a cargo cult I'm more about now that bouts of fargo cult-movie status and this rate that is now of many coen brothers films I'm liable to plow through like I'm reading a how to
yeah I get the gist
dont I look good with the white shirt crisp
and neat around the collar
making working dollar like don't scald the folder with the coffee stains too much
I got this touch of evil
its crazy but its loyal like beagle
crowning round my head like so reagal I'm needle sharp like Steven Seagal
I'm crouched in the fetal position eating Cheetos


im taking nouns lying down
nows as good a time as any
crane my neck to look ahead of me
beckon on back in tandem with a hand out for him or rum core em out of the ring around your sternum
like a hook that's booking burn him warn him for his own good
or maybe two deep as knot wood I'm goodly god bawdy now absolve the pasta water scald
I heard it's gnarly its bard's body rather bawdy in its cardigan
check the heart again for beats
I'm beat lets reap this like on repeat I'm depeleting seats in the house of for keeps
its a dirty leek still bespeaking greek till leap week you're seeking teak speak friend and enter
mentor to horticulture
I'm six times circling vultures add in some yogurt culture and its two of us to sepulchre out the fire round my eyes
plus the first one to move will die
its two plus one to try
crazy mind
lets take what it is I have left and divide



its it for real for maybe only cheap thirlls
got these random pills in my pockets
they'll cost you a fistfull of hundred dollar bills



yeah ok sure
like a corridor of words that don't lead nowhere
except ed wood's mohair sweaters and I got a letter said don't mail me
just quick inhale
the carbon out this cloth
my hands are washed in what I cut off
now chow down and have a nosh
whether I'm nausious or not its still rather odd
don't you think?


ya that's right
fuck off and die
i dont care no more
just a skip in my step when I'm walking out the door
icicles melt sometimes teh same way as before but way worse than the worst black magic curse
purse my lips and split them four ways between us and if that ain't mean enough I'll core some holes out of magic sleeping apples cackling like a witch and holding pitchfork hitching bitches to my horse and rolling train of morodor orcs swinging norse swords hopping outta overlords four door explorers on com nav watching porn hitting roadside polls phased out on what you should be ignoring
I'm bored and morbidly obsessed with death and left hands
I left my tin cans home
My rink ran roman sinking like a stone
or wading through a roman fountain
remember when your words were a mountain
where there was no way to walk through except to
speak friend and enter depths of wretches to combat with kung fu
this is my party who brung you
dude what's teh matter with you
now I'm running round loops around you
down where I found you
don't take long to count down from 2

I think you know what I have to say already



and I keep forgetting what I should be joining together
its getting colder
lets take what it is that memory left behind and rub it up beside the look last night, clean teeth and neat smile
blackest  eyes
save me from thislook
look me in the eyes or just the bridge between the nose and my  forehead
these gats bump more lead than chumps who sit around looking morbid



dont even ask me I dont care put me in childcare for a dare dont do drugs no more
cobra claw iron on
blonde
what my woebegone pro and con formed on the top like fond
mold it like some fondent I'm onto this like cuming on the blondest tits its obvious
that's rich
scratching itches like a kid
lets go back to being kids
and I can walk you to school and rule and stubborn mules can do what they wanna

high as two cats in the sauna smoking fauna



hidden out in rusty jewelry antique jewry leud and usury my lute went harkening back to
chicks you'd like to mack too
 I'm the amateur ramming the mammary glands of the Mammons who happen to live in the Hamptons

my flow sells ice to an eskimo prop joe flows more props to the hoes than joe schmoes who vocode beaucoups i think the haiku ran out and the show took a nose dive too
open dive bars so hive mind they lied to the cops
like calling out shots bitches falling over with birth control blood clots I swear it  was only the sound of dogs barking or something
i'm harkening with a gumption of umpten billion silly individuals
check the residuals
I'mint he  clear like belvedere to check the gun residues on his fingertips I make em slip up in sec now check the dial tone when you cop the phone you hear a click ring ring ring like barnum and bailey in hale the shit sicker than vlad the implaler be hey there  bel air baby
let's take to swimming in the luxury like it was gravy and alienating things you haven't seen in magazines so check the extended clip of this magazine like m16 through your beans leaving holes like your jeans so crowd around just like them fiends and cop this
hop this like a fence cause we be hip to
we'll kill you if you double dip two times it's an issue with us cause of grime
like indians to vishnu its a rich new capitulation to a state of grace and raison d'etre is the death letter of a sweetheart I made you a heart out out of paper its a little charred now round the edges turn to vapour it aint hard just set yourself on fire like expanding hot air like bubblegum finally  free and rise aloft
cause I"m spry as a fox and and I'm high as a some rocks \try to talk sense
showing  patience with those few posers parked on pouring pitcher of the indie culture vulture mulch of vulger bulgar wheat creep spreading 1337 beat poets who know it and cocaine stow it in their boat load ship's hold noses



I still got the towel with the penguins on it
I still got all those photographs
I still got all those photographs you took
I still got the memories in my brain
I still got the memories in my brain because they're chemicals, they last forever
they're chemicals they last forever
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 you dont need alcohol to have a good time.
it sure is fun but we don't neeed to drink wine
don't whine let's go out into the sun shining

squint closed your eyelids buy this cry into this and find the stye eye glitch
piss gold as rich
test me i ll pass it match it with plastic adj   ectives with no password to enter like the internet I'm a bigger threat than cigarettes
to your lungs I'm gun running with funds stolen from a molten market crashing into david frum undone bun him on  a blunt and get him spun round to get found on the highest rung like Shang Tsung
but like Striker they are coming with guns
bungling things written down they couldn't see
because these motherfuckers got a dark sensibility
I'll say only this
bitches best beware cause they're stirring up the mix
securing their fix on exlirs of the rich fixiations of the glitch compiuter itch criticism bridge between ridges on the on the traintrack daybreak eggcrack mindwake weighted by a liar crying out for the sire's grace jupiter is cupid's bow now shut up go to space
like a a rocket lkeep it in yojur pocket where its safe
group hug
my loop pack broke thug wide open now its new-thug
NOw that shit replicates like june bugs do you like prunes enough to eat this preserved shit you don't deserve it if there's one thing I've learned its don't be afriad of a huslter's bitch cause a hustler's bitch don't fuck
I said it now credited on letterman the the editted was self evidently credulous and bevelled round teh edges just like bobsleds round the corners and the people in the stands will all be at the funeral in the same spots when the fuselages lands smack dead centre
theres a lot of plecenta but no birth 100% worse than last year my cash cow was fast disappearing mirroring my interest in everything
oh i hope th e evergreens overhead dont mask the smell fo the the dead so theyll no quick
my qick engorged and floor just dripping slcik with blooed from my wrists my growing lists christ and minister minstrel wit fit with the fitness to spit wickedness and good just alike yo and trife shitmakes life not just having a a wife so relax and have a bath go to bed this shit is over your head, I need a good nap my feelings are tapped and my screen's turing itself on again my onegin post scricpt is vote rich or dope shit quotas are masked by th worst eye floaters in viovodes norther of teh danube boarder
bow to the boar of the Northern boarders my known name was famous as far as Egypt for trading babies for ore from the earth
Uranium rich and like titus we're taking your son
Fusion too damnit synthetic progress rammified by the antics of a fanific literature based on teh internet I like the lols too but fuck you in the Talk Soup reality co function depends of rendering chicken fat brains in the governments wastebin just condensing kremlin zionists killing math with logic graphic anatomic or harmonic like  bubonic chronic



Ka Ba
Yada yada yada
my shabba ranks collection
universal taxation
probation
alienation from a self creation
my lids dims victim ripped him grimace faced complacement yokel with no trace left griping racist replacements for facts my axe was a lesson he learned on his back
like hookers do
and Die like bookies do
my isotopes are platyng hookie now fuck you for looking back
cook books and tv chef stardom areb ottomless card decks robbed fof their boredom whoredom corporate mentality individism cynicicsm reason and rirevision I got a new visiion I just don't want to share it now explore a ferrit like a parrot on my shoulder to stare at.



check the times
I'm droping rhymes by accident like I'm dropping dimes
out my pocket at the liquor store and  and those trees are like a sycamore I planted in my youth and wwatched it grow and then cut down, I must frown now my weed is gone now now I need a bong hit get my eyes lit disguise my sighs with my lies ripped from the pages of the sages archmages and rage collectable cards my vex is the artists drum now close eye hum stay mum hum drum reality affirm and get burned by the sun



Don't really know, rhymes like freezer snow off season and a little gross
Eating Fresh french toast brewing up some roasted bean coffee
but I gotta get going and jump on my green jalopy
Like I gotta go to work and photocopy
do you copy
what you wearing that poppy for ?
Stopping war? Oh no, I can't remember.  9/11 in October.
Obviously some whore you're still sore for who built more silken floor coverings than a toreador
boring a hole in your mind
Klytemnestra like a brown paper bag from Vesta lunch
Might come back to get you like I've got a wicked hunch
Wretch of some lecherous treacherous traitor and haters can front yo,
But it always shows the love when we bun a blunt just so


jetshow
thunder
like when and where i met your mother
thunderwords
hover unlike those little words balanced on your tongue
deadmen swung from trees by the nape of their necks
tuck gats into hoodies
cause you cant see a forrest for them woods and shit
l

met you through a friend of a friend
bring mind back bends
then blend trends to spend
rends predators apart dart of reason like descartes
spark some art or they'll put me in the Clarke
fires outside my window like the water to the ark
I'm modern but I'm not and off the top and oddly blotted out
I heard the king sent all his horses 'cause Tom Thumb got the gout
I guess you were talking but I sort of wandered out
pondering my fatherless upbringing and Godlessness
It's obvious to those of us who pay attention
like banging on pots and pans: there're too many cooks in the kitchen



That reminds me
of those things in my past that like the sun blind me
Feel like I'm done till I'm discovering some
body laid out with a gun shot wound and punctured lung
In his winter coat all covered in blood but he's rising up
like good old blood buddies causing trouble like we're understudies

breathing like a vacuum cleaner
acts keener than fiends or pimps who try to smack you leaner
gasoline to burn away the fields of the workaday
and perkalate like my bro Urkel and wait it out bread and circus yay!


growing up now


create a tanninglotion golem out of this token hoboken hobo we found with his neck broken
check soaking wet socks vexing feet heat injection teat of the mother of the streets of Mexico City
imported north of the boarder in an Esso Petrol truck
pushing its luck a boarder crossings
glossing it over with enough cash to save ten men from prosecution because everything is cheaper than lawyers
so cost benefit analysis can include satan but not the devil my finance rating but not the character creation starting level
say a kevlar vest couldn't protect you from what it was that bit you when I met you and I writ you off from then but you've mended up real good but now its back
oh no, chronos evolved
mathbooks solved scalding water creepy cr\awls
paulsy's the balls
mini malls and nick nacks
sick like the tax on your click clack
gotta get the facts straight
straight mack a date, plated nines and mac 10s` \\ waxing on and off like SEN with the mental pressure ten tin men  multitasking having more troops than a whole fucking basket a drastic creation patient check the nascent
pray to god not a vegetable check the size of my testicles I'm impressed with goals  bold as rolls thats moldy like the escarole



dot dot dot theres a spot on my back
tht i cant quite reach
but it doesnt teach me anything
evergreens
never really ever glean what they don't know
being plants
or being ants or being cancer
northern dancer
of the track
harken back
to dreaming of vistas
and relating how I unhooked the parachute somehow by mistake
but held it together with my hands
and everyone thought i was so cool


cannot see frozen screen not an metaphor, the literal fact of the writing circumstance
alright
here goes some poems yo
flow so co gently arranged, maintains brain stem pains ages long past my bombast socially perhaps is actually lapse into an altnerate past of a  small bald man who runs a factory upstate and vacations down to maintain a second life and bigamous second wife. trife it is theat bicyclists often get in traffic, but them roads is made for cars yo
and if they they died of sars we might care, but as it is badgered as we are by carbide in the air , my fire side apartment co-rental agreement couldn't care less , cause I go to the GUVERMENT to sink into a slump so deep it peeped this chumps hoe I hope so
don't vocode this please just tweet it to the masses
in Massachusetts I take a massive two shits on that place

Yo
Jesus 3 times dracula but back at you to jack you out your Acura
smack you up the head said something spectacular
depth inversion
purging persians
yo I ain't 'sperging I'm regurgitating bacon and eggs taking the legs out from under you like a sick drunk
yo he mix funk with the asceticism of a monk
If you want to lump it into chumps calling out last call for blunts yall
parliament moved it's fronts like glass baseball
bat spy cameras to homer simpson glimpsing scrimps again
life is a harlequin with grooves only two at a time can really cruise through it, afterwards there's booze an we could bust a groove or two but
i could sure stand to lose a few hotdogs from the pound
so lets go down town and prowl around
when I shit do my bowels sound funky and is something wrong?
david frum
the mother of all the mendicant nun returned from being burned by the sun
spurned and undone but back with guru 'cause he brought tonz o gunz
rip
etc.







yo inspect the relation between teens and the creation of memes
dream large and stampede right on through the amputees
small talking banter chlling on their knees
detect philosophies awesome we've agreed now bottoms up to our collective greed
I gotta rep the meek
aint no key to delete
in top physique when I go speak to the Greek


zerg 392
education rapes your mind replaces it with frying bacon
francis bacon
creators of miscommunication

sloth as power

what is sin?

mom bitching at you
beat up by cops
donny got shot
cut over your eye needs stitches
little britney sends kisses
youre having kids and planning brisses
except she still hates when you call her mrs



pealing back eyelids to find the really black iris


I should write in sentences.  But sadly, it is a rare case that this happens and it is usually at behest of someone else.  I have not yet endeavored to write a novel which seems to me somehow less ridiculous than the following offering, although you may be of a another opinion; but

that's
ok by me say by round 3 we've decided to grease the palms of all the people you meet  3 times as weak tea my leechee fruit transformed to beastie
can't say war on tv be a believer in the Ouija board   vis-a-vis my elitist treaty to deplete the menial labour force from way up north and bring it to the city
So lets get to the nitty gritty bitties wit dem titties fit and fingerlickin' oh its a pity that piteous fellow man
broke the back of Telamon
and lost the staff of Prospero
and don't no nothing no more that they ain't gotta know
St Jeronomo! they must have wandered out on their own
like Motherless Children
and bidden goodnight by no one
except the rising sun
they lie awake at night dreaming
eyes that gleam and talk of trouble now boxed in mutter cowed like a mother owl
under covers cower bowed like trees in windswept time
my regret finds cigarette burns so hot and cold and then like spurs hurt worse than fear my bursting eardrum
tattoos nothing on my skin



nerds pass the milk money
rhymes smooth as silk plus the girls say I'm real funny
if you feel funny honey the bills running
poor doctor phil copped a bill now he's still funding `
still gun running drugs for little Sarah Brunning
punting puns like patents pending on Pendant Publishing
bunning down doobs cause these mind rending pills still do nothing
for me like I'm horny
if something bores me I'ma pause it
check the trippy licking  toad logic
my bars so fucking slippery gets you carsick
aw shit
quick stamp and emboss it
I'm the effect plus the cause of it
All of God's Laws plus Burning bras and I'm breaking open Ovid




internet
tv
books

radio
newspapers
telegraph


pest control guys have licenses, so they often sell pesticides it to weed dealers on the side

crimes the only game for me
used to smoke down the dimes brazenly
 now Im telephone booked from a-z
graves in rows like maize be
praise be to god mind says body crazy  

Bangles holding bold hand holds
closed cold groves my nose blew
overload codes modes and cheat codes too
Vandals molten metal sandals
grandiose boast of Brando and oh, four doors more to open like ?
pore queer queue you in vidi
my vietnam treaty leading out of bleeding meat
 eating each to each which feast on wheaties
smoking beadies reading treaties
beet greens and eating things you've seen on tv screens
sea bream real dream
lime bean soup green
ear loop troop suit
 fruit cup nude duke
 buck toothed luxor stoop
of cream of wheat soup
at least muse sagaciously
salaciously

rhymes like still births
wearing sweaters outta woolworths
when we pull gats I'mma pull first
Turn bull shit to earth compost the worst into composing verse like first I'm cursed to burst the purse from her girth immersed in church like my birds firsts first words
get yo head in the game or get that lead in yo brain brown stain
cause pain like migraines in my brain please explain tiger crane David Blane pain trains insane gain a day main line drip drip cocaine flip dip into propane tanks milking pranks floating oats and oaken planks

its like yo snapv
snappy fangazz
wrapped in star spangled
banners like Captain America compared to that I know no judo but I rage like Bruce Banner scanners couldn't detect chest compressor best of all repressors plus the plus impressed with the gusts of wind released at times rhymes come out l and I'm in doubt of just how it happens
Voice is a soul we haven't imagined speaking through us and it knew us before sometime and after grafts the words right backwards and you don't even have to think of them before you get an inkling of what the manner demon speaks reeks and leeks chopped and dirty soaking set aside lies of eyes upland from tide great and realized by eyes of other people so peep to whats equal among us but that's humous to real food all mashed up and rude crude paste delicious at first but then it gets kinda boring adoring  and praise and at the end of the day patiently wait then blaze turn to a crazed level 20 arch mage

we got that artisan hash in the back with the six different cheeses
Jesus I don't believe this
rewrite the thesis to your thesis
funky like a monkey blink twice you blunk his name is Rhesus
please don't breathe this in if you like the way your mind's reasoning
else plus one elf style relax while MSGing up the seasoning
CREAM like its ice you need to be nice to get skeezing up onto the
ontological hodge podge of all
maudlin bills
staying up at night codling milk
bright as the moon in the dark of the night
The ripper's victim, prone, laid open by a knife-
I'll open doors into the moors of course my inner gorges are gorgeous but its more just Nothing like I head from Gorgias
Or just TV Dinner History like the Borgias
whereas Horus pores his porous heart out to you
not that he can help it elf it up with voodoo
magic zombie hoodoos from planet X
Wreck your mind with the complex text corvex Brecht reflect and as I vex then jet in sec in a Lex, plus plus got the googleplex
Rhymes that make you have to google Brecht
that's B-R-E C-H-T I be high on THC Bre, don't you see
don't you see
Check the puns like my groceries
Laser scan
Taser spasm
Leaves a dead retarded man
Open broken prisms with rainbows
I think my nose got those cocaine flows
don't you know my rotoscope croaked, bloated and moped around
 played itself out before it passed Go and now
like cutty from the cut im out the game
im out of the game
what's up I'm afraid

i could use a lover or a friend
to give me a hug once every now and then
it would mend me
like a mystery play act so empty
I'd get an Emmy or an Oscar

tell the boss for me we'd need to go to Cosco to buy the raw foodstuffs that we'd require
like a building ire I'm building up a pyre higher of liars friars and Irishmen so set on to fire them then and by our pious environment be transported
that ordeals exhorted aborted raw deals all heals to the shop I got a rotten lot of this rotten lot
look at what I brought
gosh growing moss sounds pretty boss plus one hand unhooks bras
car alarms go off and cause pause in the neighbours down the hall plus the racket caused by niagra falls
falling like the leaves please it just needs some elbow grease to make peace with our older lovers
I got a case folder from an undercover uncovering discoveries like I like my eggs overeasy in the morning and sunnyside up at midnight
and none the wiser ill bid  you goodnight
and sucking my thumb
maybe i'd get used to the taste of your tongue
or maybe blood would cough up right from my lungs and
stepping up would split sawn through ladder rungs

and when you go away I'll wonder where you're gone to


fold my old times
goodbyes for me to take with me
in suitcase closed and locked because inside opens hallways into the future places we will go
whether hands that stir the snow or places that are warm hands gone green green around the lines around your bends
they make me grin
and show my teeth off
and count the chocolate coins
I broke my teeth off on

your mandibles run red with the blood
i'm coughing


juniper eyes
like a light turning off and on
ruined and lying hang ups hang dangling off in times wretched up with bile

yes in
fact
stack it up ten times as maximum
i swear I've seen these cracks around the edges of my vision
except this slick sound of feet pattering falling like raindrops going going until the place the train stops and off the edge of land is only ocean glitter
conch for fritters
and sparkling fish backs sift through the waves like kitty litter clumps together
my hands out to you now you know I'm thinking of you so sleep so turning round you go hows the breezing window lace hitherto misplace my highest finance rate yet you take just what yo will to build up card back houses green around the grouses quiet as two mouses louses fill your hair with harpers quarters jukebox quarters eyes like orchard trees picked bare and wearing out my clothing
only here's a pretty token caught in pockets letter back wet back get back to her quick before you forget her face and mason jars aren't fucking cups
you should know that just because it holds water don't mean the last of Ryan's daughters kissed your lips red as slaughtered animals left out for the gods and odds and ends are alli have to rub together for fire all I have for pigtails
just rings and snow angels made in summer green green grass for slumber eyes of wonder hands for slowly showing other sides of things
like oh there's a potato bug ain't he huggable
and where there's will theres way and ain't that lovable
under the cover of a comforter I sleep uncomfortable
I need an answer cancer are you?
My eyes like growing eyetooth root holes
plucked out with useful pliers reach into fires and eat a bowl of our desire
what it lacks laps around the track cracks lapses in my solar flashes
flash your long eyelashes
like whip lash  fire burns all she took like ginger cats slick furr grease ball hand grenade bungling everything up with its square sausage fingers eyes for dead ringers hymnals and all
all men falling
mingle with scalding water dripping plaster call me caster oil wrapped in shrink wrap plastic
now slowly back away


mechanism
colder than the arctic
that'll fuck you like Descartes' dick
Like the cards stick together when bar's slick
with our spilt spit three times filtered off kilter wilted prick exotic
arms are robotic
god its a lot of bawdy erotica
so gawdy my melodica
bought a gun
while crying
now I'm sighing
lying on the Ottoman dying
got me in the thigh and the head as in I'm dead red herring! No need to scare them, my Pharaoh you're wearing 2 crowns 
and the last time you came around you gave the beat a brutal beat down with street sound
bleet like a sheep clown
while you reap what you sow
on TV you bleep what you already know
All those girls with the feet that's ball room ready fo'
I guess lets get the street phonetics rolling
debt exploding over limits like my digits been disconnected bitches
riches under mattresses the fattest spliffs I'm smoking not revoking oaken hard determined such as many vermin like as rats
add wings and we're smoking bats
and its fact like a bear I care for you
its just I cant stand any more of you
and I don't want to bore you my dear
bearing marrying qualities or laryngitis peanut allergies and falling dead in the street but epi-pen resurrected I am reborn, matterhorn be forewarned gone are the days of a laziness the cage I crafted captain courageous mage on the page of the ancient book to look to range from ancient age and back  my aching back my asian back rub actually helped thanks


Green Giant Greed leaves you quick like Sonic the hedge fund 
bun chronic drink my dead blood like rakem red rum
ringing harmonics welcome
laconic sounds pretty ironic circle conic round and tell us some answers
here drink this tonic after come back to my place and let's take some bonghits get some cancer prancing round like sliding down bannisters opening nerve gas canisters in the face of mannish girls on their way to modesty
 lights kinda bright and I might just be whiter than this or any night...then a voice  from on high highly self despising my disguise and I think to myself i guess its fated in the skies and my eyes kill the trying heart push carts talking worlds apart explode to parts like a poison dart of hers and erode into the weathered face of what I replaced and icebergs colder older than any other undiscovered continent





appealing pealing's
an orbital apple
core it all backwards
its trapped so get to tapping sample packets
smack it
black and blue
Jerusalem grooved spine horror
aborted child of border war
 orisons distorted bore the blamefor
 so lame so lay some blame some more
like a WIld child
you make me smile but shake my head
bile black and yellow like marshmellows burn just like the dead
like lemon jello spells out yellow mellow yellow like the nubile youth in asia talking euthanasia couldn't save you from a fatal love gone tactile wack and lackadaisical trip over your words like MC Paul and get on the back-on-the-day-cycle blazing all day in that phase of our youth when the quasar beams truth's like a laser beam rooted to dark continents of outer space like my doubt replaces aliens with real people and the times of our lives lived backwards are almost equal to ten men of the past and I'm telling the last man alive everything I know now because it's written down






no u can't b in love becuz there is no luv

YO check the death ray
verbal Xpression like an X RAY
Yo I get sexy sometimes if they let me
you know you can't trick me bitch get on my testes
Bless this quest so guess whose next with the drastic gasping backflip backwards grafting words together like worlds together hurling together better other things to say to bring the way the king abides and think of something better jester, quester over space and time erase the mind replace it with something like a man with his mind baked

I'm taking over all world government like a mothership cower if you lovin' it
I'm uncovering undercover other shit hidden in the dark so here's it written bitches
Creature comfort isn't enough for filling dumpsters chumpsters hispters ripping turds from their ass and calling it Icky Thump can go fuck themselves and all their wives of then reputed destitute embittered swine
I kiss the nine before I cast the bullet pull it from your thigh stare bleeding down and die of foolishness ulysses you were not










scalding water says you're all balled up like tape
mulled in my mind like wine grapes
leave you in a pine case
fine place for you
ola's french for hello drole fellow pass around the eighth of colas sick like ebola and a can of canola oil's just another word for rape
you heard of that?
these words rewrite themselves with nothing on their mind
like mantras
puffing enough
until
christ almighty
fighting over iran contras
kite hand abides
no notes to hold so closely by
like a great reflective panel outside my abode abides
earlobe eyes tearing up in surpise like why oh why
normally so shy
try harder not to barter what you have
stay guarded and above the love's a goal you must gravitate towards
hordes core holes out caves
with spiral microwaves
crinkled plastic wrapping
drifting away
but track me down with
geomapping
keys like hacking
bugs for tracking
rubber slugs so we don't kill no one
now I owe you nothing now
here's my hands for cuffing now
can't fly like a puffin now
love and power
cower to the invisible word written by my quivering hand, shivering bland dithering dad smothering mothers and then blubbering lad
retroactively retard with radioactivity the cancer growing out my hands the brain stems stays so placid when its acid washed
sketch like the Cash and Go back lot
puffed up looking like a mascot
check the despot




look into shinto temples tell me when those tent poles erected themselves
how many hells bells
who said dead
dead 3 times dead
red omega
i love you again
please now hear me queerly so
\i miss you bitch please come back and shit
keeps but everybody awake at night hatter with racket and my back lit hack and slasher dashed to pieces my nieces and nephewsw  but look to the refuse refuse is deputizing my sighs by reckonizing skies
fly by whys and why nots lets just let by gones be bygones and let's just get the hell on to what every wh3ll 5p3 2qm53 5oo\


mwide moustached jack smile down orange crush waves chow through political opponents with the ace cut bread of a machine
eyes like dice
rolled for wicked luck and touch button automatic door openers
can openers for the sides of houses
the mice of men who
rolled up so copious


George 647 xxx xxxx


Monomyth
blonde like the government
where your lover went
on her sabbatical
what will you do with your attic full of birds
I'll catapult myself aloft
up top here's the spot
look who I brought
from the past and all-forgot
walking long mall hallways made between the walls of what I called off
ground up floor piles
a whole family for a war child
spin that like a mobile
So crosseyed
I lost my top before I almost died





im snortin in the back of a tim hortons chortling while im child aborting cord in hand
bored and more than importing boredom from downstream I'm beaming blood streaming out my hands

alright now stop. uptide grove my young mind dwells
june breeze lights up hot evening glens of fens pretend preamble, amble on backwards now no you cant now
heavens hands bent back with witch's chants
canticals I cannot answer to
slide down the bannister to
grew out what I bestowed what raindrops painted lopsided
 june goes upside down my hunger for the ground is shown so starkly now
dark green

crisp like the chips im cashin in

opium poppy check the carbon copy
Im riding through Bangkok in a jalopy
weaving in and out of traffic
you should see things
but these lesions growing slowly behind what's eating me rewind the seasoning

and lets find whats best to be primevally weevils in
I'm a cop that on the refill and
be chill hit the bong but dont kill it
or ypu'll have to re fill it
be still kid mill it around the way
hit you with the foundering way
 I floundered and prayed to god my wavy rod to skull ratio makes the bitches like felatio hit you with ajaccio like where was the patience, yo.

Gaping holes
through you
hit you with the voodoo loose juicy moose  poop
gargling up your gasket
actually matches
breeding batches of hatching schemes hacking dreams apart

where are you waldo, drive away like a volvo, but first pull over to the shoulder my chauffeur blowing his nose at her and turning to look
I'm burning to jook but it took remembering this book said baseless threats are better cooked
now let me ask you how the fuck?
ducked out of shucking oysters foisted rolls royce motor
now her bloated cauterized daughter's washing up
 dying in the slaughter and she's wearing what you bought her

now blood has splattered copper
and the maudlin's actingup
cop to that architect dissect the metric of a pest yes here it is conspirators get together
if you can find shelter seek it the meek inherit what they grind like the slaves from Egypt
graves bequeathing hordes of Mordor Orcs dropping out of overlords swinging norse swords
pause hold up check the VODs
odd it has seemed to evolved
math books can't solve the riddle of the Sphinx that leaves you jinxed and in a pretty bad fix
mad adjectives
a whole platter full of prejudice when you diss me kiss me mercy me a pursy splee buried deep in my man purse jeez don't diss quip like a hypnotist when you twist my lips up like a kiss crisp so blissed out scratching itch while yall leave em cold like motherfucking fish.

eating more than i can thyroid absolve revolve cigarette stove burn hot with iron and fridays frying by the fire
dire earth news my brethren
all the heathens in heaven with hands up
comedia del stand up
boast more hang ups than buck rogers groupies loopy out of their mind with what they used to be bruised lucid creative ablative great created
made my native tongue bungled
I'm calling uncle, carbuncle said bunk's no drunk no

unleash the crunk flow
times that won't let go
drinking draino blame those cain toed poser
right from the get go, I could tell he was a loser
boozing wife abuser
Excuse the loose nature of my hatred
elated as I was before you found me
now astounding
rounding a corner
away from a born again mormon arguing with the coroner
about the inquest
it seems 3 days dead was enough to stress test the best and would nevertheless conclude that despite the thorn crest
born yesterday I wouldn't believe it
That's some flour and you gotta sieve it

Right on the brink
That's where we found you
Ding
Round Two
running round loops around you
holmes hat of houndstooth
bound to do what we now dont do no more





"make the gentlemen cry realistic tears
/I wont give up that ghost"

awful pre natal case of waiting
himself a patient
yacking up water and what he's been drinking
Fading for a sec into what I've been thinking
I need a new motor
one that don't wreck me on rocks like what's next
what's next?


coffee heartbeat
skips
clips off cigarette fingers
instead of a hand a pincer
my eyeliner runs red with blood now
hands tied with love and my bra strap undone
She wears a dog for a scarf
lies down with the dead
for warmth
she'll be lucky if she don't wind up in bracelets twice in a month
 my icicle mouth
my bicycle wheeling round like some rudderless ship
always turning up
swept under the rug
the persian rug
recursion love
be cursing love
all night
all day breakfast
hallways, institutional
call my name
with iron lungs, rattling deep below the streets
like a shambling pipe organ type respiration
with eyes on you
and miles to go
winding down there
like tangled long hair
or webbing spiders
tied together
like the roots of plants
looped around the cancers of people, cankers of plants





freedom stung
like the bite of some bug
greater than hatred and patiently waiting for you to mess up
I'll fess up but I won't play Mr Dress Up
Quetzlcoatl possessed us blessed us and crushed us into powder said bow here to her and snort it up
forget that
hit this
rip your mind apart with physics' as of yet undiscovered laws
got a flaw with your jaw paw print hollister top
my caustic props are crock pot hot brought from home grown out like a worm removing its skin to begin anew
Turning screws into wood and good things to glue
to build
bejewelled spools of too old screwball pseudo scientists  who we all look up to

reading outta
tricky technical manuals checked by the annual passage of hannibal over the alps and calculating solipsism counts three around the wrists these bruised bands wrought by my
my begotten hands
working this
my rotten land
Mottled coddled bottled up Fan
the race I ran
murder case they spun around me
like webs that run from from town A to to town B
a resounding NO
from the aporia
my delirium appears to never cease with the poring rain
my morning always boring into things
Don't worry, I'm just bored and not into things I do
rings I grew around my fingers now
eyes of ingots now
bring us down from way above





crab with the golden claw
open cans with flaws
10% off for dings and dents
my heroin vein into which it went
grab me by the wind up watch
with which I cut the circulation off
ring round watch chain
the sound of change jangling

I cant believe you're back here with me
I've been dreaming of it
your shoulder blades
moles and blind spots
Let me sweep what I got into a pile
and keep looking at it


sometimes its just raging Cajun cowardice
my flowers for you but powder  jewelry
eyes of usury
hands of mercy
shackled now
the dust of freckles on your breasts
and from the sun
My eyes are running red
Sharpened hands that stung
i knew not what i wanted
before glory days of yore bore holes through what I told you
my worn glue kept coming off again
constantly coughing
jumping like ball lightning
all frightening
we never met before but the debt you owe me
that's worse
than what I thought of
my ice fisher
my hands akimbo
arms wide
lying down
at last
at least
Bent in half like for limbo


ayo scope the project
my objective lodges lozenges then resurrects kids
vexes your nexus with the kicks to the solarplexus
This kid got flex
Greener than Ublek check the specks impeccable
my flows are flexible   
and as I bend low check the size of these testicles

this dope is the goat
got you choking closing your throat
when you take a toke, provoke
 co-dependent
Got my emotions swinging back and forth like a pendant
with the
Hope torture
don't vote for soap box martyrs, artists, card tricks or notes thrown through windows tied to bricks
weak, don't lie to your kids
speak through the side of your lips
trip like you're flying to Ipres
steak that puts the eye in the rib
treat, the lie in the fib
and I don't mean to pry
or slip when the cider is sipped



teatime in the garden of random hearts



check the pain of a migraine
growing like a cancer in my brain
Snappy Fangazz got the laser aim
the days they came and went
talking about past tense
here drink this



so far away from you
so far a wave front view
8  k

break a 40 by mistake
quick drink it fast
pick the shards of glass
out of your teeth
as it starts leaking out of the plastic bag
smell the reeking of the streets and you start to gag

I got the mad
desperation of a criminal
fiending for the liminal experiences in life
because death's like a question of mine
The best with the rhymes got a festering mind
On a quest for some dimes for the sessioning times
Obsessed with the kinds of Westernized yesterdays drinking listerine questioning everything

I'm leveraging everything
selling out evergreens
growing not mowing the lawn
I'm cashing in the bonds
Pawns en passant-ing all around them conning rooks cooking the books like crooks
ah shucks
here's some mooks
on a look out for a hook in the eye
ready to book like I'm looking over my
shoulder cold as holy soldiers
Gorgeous George adoring Borgias Fortresses and war chest portraits of orchards and Portias and Porsches and porches at the backs of cottages and wattages increasing hear the beeping
reaper danger
blamed you for the strange rude planesman that happened to pass through
yo ask you what task you are on blooming on over like the rubicon
Yo so past flowing my do-see-do location turned into a vocation
yo what up to the congregation
all one nation under syncopation










kick it like a bad habit
dunk your stump in maggots  \, faggot
dag nab it
here's snap back to rap it all up in a package
Gotta give you flack a cause you lack education
maybe flow more patiently
like phasing in and out of places rearranging strange trains
Im adjacent to a nascent key clearly right here yo
Conspiracy of foes coming back for more with a full rotoscope
A loaded lexicography with the text that's blessed oddly
Coming back like taxonomy tacked to your head dont leave you dead just gives you a lobotomy
The answer to psychology is biology
Apology to theology my acknowledgement of the Wallabe shoe as a symbol of what a baller be
Following the policy of all that be please call to me across altered planes of brain reality
Alternative learn to spurn permanent and turn tourniquets around bleeding arms
reading harms everyone so get burning
every page turner by the fires of
what liars tongues
ought to taste
I hope this blot erases all like a blob of undiscoverable physical beauty
Why the fuck not buck shot don't cause physical harm, please
My Arms to my knees Jeez
These motherfuckers aint nothing but the buzzing of the birds and the bees
Fuck the West Coast
B. More niggas will aim and shoot a nigga





from here to there
we're square
don't do drugs no more like DARE
Willpower towers with the strength of many bears

all my christian men and women

looking out for eyes of almond



Speak with elocution

Talk electro-shock
heart you etch in bark
like Laura plus Petrarch
 all beasts to the ark

This kid raps like he's snapping his fangazz
A basket of danger puts you in a casket forever
Clever facts that endeavour you to ask whether or not you really love her
Snap's busting undercovers like they're dollar store rubbers in a bitch and having kids
because of her religion and shit
Speaking pidgin and shit
Twisted like a midget's lisp
Crisp like we're talking pick of a litter of pigs
Quick stash them bricks in the back behind the rippling plastic with the  mannequin wigs
and pod race like Anakin back to the bridge



she was gone now
and the magic from the world too
it was in my hand
but my hand was wicked warped and lazy
my mind is a dying woman
and I'm driving Ms. Daisy
in my body
like I might be going crazy

dunno
run over my leg some more'
melt like a smore
apple like a core






Hamburgular
Colonel of Charleston Chews say how do you do
Ask how's the fam and the ancestor stew that you're genes are working with
Don't hurt I'm coming down with the cursed word from a rehearsed third person kid
Put your hearse in reverse,  first burst a verse the axis of the universe
and praxis like what you do for work
I'm irked and I'm working now
Feeling like birkenau
trying to find a work around

birkenstocks that tocuh the ground as I walk from town to town like a Bloc Quebecois jock mocked by his own caucus and blocked from the lot.  You're Werner I'm Lotte.  I just got to partision mission statements now.  On vacation all my Haitians now. So sublated now vacated by adjacent basements fate lent to me I bent your gloomy tuesday idea of a primeval reaver revear revear lever leave your beaver overeager speed dial
I'm a key your car with the redial
Piece of dog chow like a hogwartz sondhiem lovechild coming back with the manner of a salesman
Spiking the punch like Vlad the Impaler man
I may be paler than
most other rappers
but look to the left
I impress the best and no other is so dapper
clap your hands along to the song and then lets pass around the bong
Magic wand charmer bombing homonyms like Dr Strangelove
Pidgin rap incision instead of a carrier pigeon just rip this page of
this letter written to a caged dove
of age now
my laser eyes spied dollar bills lying in the street so completely neat sportive abortive coutrly wort thing on my cheek and every weekend I'm tending to be december's ember severing clever things from my mind and my mouth goes south when it tumbles so dastardly bastard's be lying in wait now inmy wake
make no mistake I owe when i create don't bate just listen to fate I make haste and baste the turkey every frucking thursday but early on the tuesday my bloomsday is growing and owing to my knowing the shrooms they say are stirring my mind around
let me find the nouns
to expain away
doubled back over in october seeming strange
act your age now
pager goes off and its avon
my cage and my asian overlord on the horizon
congregate below the bellow of the dragon
all one come back to the fold
my everyman joined and bestowed no happiness
just actuality
my fact is my credulity
antiquing slowing low and burning rubber witches coven sleeping under  whale blubber covers now
where are your lovers now
down below the ground or up above us now?



So so my juniper eyes cold twofer
Loose meteor greetings now be with your deweeded word and beseech it now and leech the vows right out of you
and now undouble like a screw and turning deeper into what you're leeching onto
My reach exceeds my heathen longtooth
reason spawned it at its heels like a dog
the keeper of the ring and sparkly things required of the mob
I'm obviously so new to this and I knew the fix was on






sparkle like your dying
cargo pans hang drying
buying rhymes
instead of eyeing times

I should write rightly might entice the words to spring out like a ring worm from your starved intestine track and looking back to hook the rap together with severed ligaments a ombudsman from harvest time
My wicked hook and death disguised as life again
my wife again like white has been replaced with a makeshift temporality
My oral correlation needs to exceed my evaluation of our time and rhyme and reasons keys for cars to key their cars and not to unlocks jars
Mars cruel farse of a parsed marsh of harsh partiality
My Gershwin merchant birch of Bertrand Russell British fuss bubble.
My us was rubble and now its sand
Dunes and underneath the ruins of vancouver after the boston bruins

Disposable opposable thumb
I got the junk to leave you numb
Bringing blunts to bun
like once a month I toss it away like a burner
like I'm burning when I'm passing jays
washing out like your acid phase
I'm casting calls away
down long hallways into backrooms with black lacquered desks with stacks of wax records
behind sit embittered men in elegant pantaloons
Drink this fanta and swoon
Mantaray harpoon poison dart in your blues
Cartesian reason has started to lose
My maw or my tools
my mind or this cube
Ublek stays green and begins to consume.


follow the next blessed political radical
holographical skills what's real's what's actual
check the factual
my lackadaisical flavour so ghoulish foolish plays will impact the skull
cause I run with packs of wolves
syntax we pull from thin air like yeah I been there
So sit back and relax like you're at the movie theatre
wishing for a beer and maybe a peep ditch the beeper and come speak to the Greek


coconut broken help me please im in a rut so deep it peeped the cut
said wait to sweep your head into bed in two twin beds already red and bleeding bled and dead dying led me fed me said red oaths and dead men's troths my boatman boat and roped rope around the dock around the noose I hope to hell ten miles of coats srung end to end would bend apart the end of art and loose groups of leopards peppered like their cabernet with kelp encrusted pheasant pleasant with a crescent of dough like no hun at this restaurant it's crescent bon nuit now dress down to union collar hollar at the rubies dollar my newspaper print disaster had to cannibalize some paris plaster call it caster oil dragon's coil poison foil toil and trouble hubble telescope dope rasta pass the ice water
I thought what I had I held in my hands but it was really only rows of bands wrapped around the worst hanging curse
my lapse was worse than nursing their own partisan oligarchy full of 10 dead relatives and richard starskey's barking do9

fire hands
buy your whole family a mammary gland
backing me up is bob dylan and the band
and I gotta disagree with Ayn Rand



Its the steward of Gondor
endangered in the rap game like a california condor
life aint no law and order
court now cross the volga
to the otherside
sleeping on her side
like the place your mother died

and I like my comfort southern fried
Snap's rap

Growing like a Cancer
Snappy Fangazz
Flag us down and drop the scrip we'll stop drop and roll one up
cola of the prime motor bloated on his own devoted love for her
other world's apart now
my heart now
partitioned and persistently omniscient in my life now my wife's replaced with
Dopplegangers
Don't you know that daddy told you not to
Talk to Strangers
I dont care about the stories
Walks with Angles
A Pox upon you
and rocks like my one long tooth
Telephone booth
John Wilkes Boothe
Silk suit
Rilke in his back pocket and a fly ass coupe
he's super human
blowing your mind like a blooming onion
not over done
just crispy and delicious like a bag of funions
and I'm undone
bunning down the doobs like a dumb as baffoon
and how come all your dreams always pop like balloons?
It seems uncouth
Bleeds sweet as vermouth
out of my martini
as I get older
My Boxer's shoulder
colder
woe to her
soldier
volga
olga
mold of my heart
colder than art
enleashed on the masses like poison gases by Fascists
Smash this like Cassius
Striking matches
Biking backwards down the street like fuck you

yo its the rhyming-est
prime minister

Lets get to bunning refer and learn to explore the world a door to the girls in your life yet undiscovered
and maybe evading the curse of worsened trouble now
bubble break I'll make my mistake
and then be free to be who I will one day hope to be oh glory be! ME oh ME! 

Snap got so Sarcastic spastic grafted backwards asked these ass turds math terms used in back rooms to disprove the vaccuum and accumulate blooming rubes and lady mates across atmospheres to catch the fears of bachelors and financiers fuck your dollar dollar beers
it appears Sear's bought Eaton's
and Reese's pieces ain't like little mini cups, but you can buy those too now
I rue the day that futile men in the hoosegow will lose their minds in the nubile thought of ordering suicidal brewing idols queueing eyeholds this border ain't bought and I ain
ain't  tied down cause I wear an ascot like the the mascot of this is the last shot before we pass out
I'm a real class act
now pass that
I'm the last in the office
yo, counting up the coffers
proffer me a offer and I'll cuff her to the buffer
between us
I got a dock that needs unlocking cock in action still no socking liking likely might entice things though likely lightning won't sting twice thing
I'm liking every minute of it
and let's get into it
and intimate and in a bit we'll fuck




bye bye red'
see you on the other side
my mother died and now ten other tries have failed now
Cowbell and hope in hell
Broken bottle darkskin brown
Got your toxin walk and frown
mow down
another round
zounds my rounds gone off again
Fuck it, the dust on my moccasins



 breeze blows salty callme back from the edge
my hatchery says childhood sleds are rosebuds I'll never smell again
always yelling and swinging his limbs
crimes so sharp they took your hands
off at the wrist now
this cowboy's getting pissed now
saloon broom sweep him up
deep as the cut
you left me healing on to
My eyes as heathen long tooth braves living in caves sharpening klaives on the stones the loadstone coma of those stoned out kids at a rave
growing out of their own heads
like what they'd like to be


ayo check the heartbreak
I got these poison darts start the wacky cart race
Descartes' brace
ffor his gimpy leg
wimpy kid with no simple simon says
hymen's bled and blind men's hands
parched and broken like your tongue
eyes are sharp as knives that run red with blood now
Magic burns rust belt brown
Eyes that see only red and ochre take a toke of that now
Rasta man and hats turned round
pasta pot and eyes of sound
wine so sharp
it shook the ground
lines that wound their way around
and up and down his arm
and that's a pretty twisted piece of karma




Like birds under bridges I'm bridging ridges
between bitches and Beatrices
Burning down bridges like a blunt before Tron with Jeff Bridges
I'm laying in the ditches dying when I ain't spying taking dirty pictures
I've an itch I'll scratch it
No actually I'm the sane one and you are all bat shit
Cause the fact is in any way you factor it
I'm accurate
Whatever I'm lacking I'll make myself out of it


and I promise tomorrow will be flawless
all my brothers and my sisters rocking flaws with the jaws just listen to this beat and quit while you're ahead G
I'll put you todown like  dead D E A D
the DA is gonna be S plus E D
I'm talking seedy
reading lines like an actor
talk back to the hand grandiose boasts will make jams
you can't plan
Ampersand Snappy's gonna gonna grab it in his hand
and help himself to
what else dude
rude contusion in your brain kung fu and lets bun doobs and rudeness grew up just like some fungus for us its abundant
I bun dis and bun dat
run laps around your tracks with my raps like you can't check the abstract metaphor
take a log to the forest I bust more jest like grape juice
for all my peeps so await it as I let the sluice loose



 time, that took your baby like some dingos
back in the day she was stacked up like  pringles
straight up and down like I'm calling out BINGO
 makes her heart melt like plastic wrapped kraft singles
she's rocking golden bangles and spandex pants
the man next to me starts to dance I'm feeling antsy
and it's easier to see than a cataract
sharper than the baddest tack in the tacklebox
so I go up north to grow crops
and sitting up top of the world like a boss

spitting mad battle raps
sharper than my battle axe
rappers want to haberdash
But I'm not having that
What'chu laughing at
I bat an average of 9 hundred flat
I'm running laps around the track so fat
My life is perfect
I took my girlfriend to Wonderland


I ain't great
That's okay though
until heathen natives throw me in a volcano
ain't too crazy as my days go
major blazing all day like blaise pascal's wager
I brought the gift of gab for the child in the manger
like I'm one of three wise men
even tho im zen buddhist and a communist organizer

oh no anon gone done blown up the bond film franchise
my anthill with no vaudeville hand ties
mandible anvil endives so bitter a quitter couldnt end it
bend it like a spoon and go swooning at the mention

you have seen the no-face of the laughing skull that lies at the end of all desire



take a step back from the yellow line
tell your sellers line up cause I'm buying
Squeeze my mind into your drink like a lime
Swear I ain't even trying
Yeah its like I'm dying evermore, take your severed limb back
make shift weathered hobo heroine vein draining with no blowback
Well I guess I owe you that
clipped toe tag rag tag heidi montag
wandering contact sport
my porter drunk and child support
Things sure seemed a lot simpler
when you always used to linger
instead of scratching like a finger
limber winter turned to summer seedy reeds and toads of rubber
Eyes that glare and talk of trouble
wake up late and hate the cuttlefish
I wish I'd telescope just like the hubble
get my timmy's double double
eyes of rubble
not so subtle boxed in mutter
 from where I'm walking talks to mother
so who knows who's above her
made your lover then your other now
broken witches' covens now
go to sleep after reading with my head in the oven now


focus locus hocus pocus toke for toke its broken cocoa puff
9
579 4474
 k,


Ay yo check
the word is the bird
shoot it down with a tec
roast it up for dinner
Green as Ublek
mad respect
like a blunt homeboy so toss your greens for the spinner
It's been a long day of keeping my chin up


talk me up to your friends


feeling kinda mechanistic like
it's not up to me in the end


put laundry in dryer



my needle scratch relapse
I kept stashed
in a cache




chalk marks out back




two red lights over houses
speak like a river running right on through me



Here it is
what you gonna do?
conspirators
get together


listen up  cause I'm bringing my a game
 leave you dead swinging like they found you from that A frame


in the twilight
my lighter comes out and I spark a joint
don't really worry 'bout the talking points

 so motion sick my whole close is wicked
my flow so sticky wicket like I'm hearing chirping crickets
tic tic tic its mr bomb hold him in your folded arms and I hope you don't come to any harm
Blond like the rubicon you're way beyond
Wait on that
Lay down my haitian rates went up again and chewed me out like bubblegum
if you get in trouble son I'll just hit her once more like I give double to a nun

hoste of one  lonely loser G ps if you guess its me I give you a CD for free


i ain't gonna goon squad ya
mods vs post capitalist rosters of
odds and ends and when maudlin trends come back in heels clack clacking like gats so old fashioned I folded them in half like last week's fashion
Smashing darling now that I'm gargling every day I can't stop laughing
like guns in france go paff paff paff and ration these between yourselves
We're at war
Cannonize some boondoggle toggle switches on so vicious my flying goggles went flying off and sent several tents flying behind them in the wind and wyndham lewis hews us in two with rubix cube bricks glued to new age tutelage
My duty so minute its rich and wrong at the same close
my day glow winebago says hell no to sell out my held out hand said mellow out before you ever try to question me
the words that come and speak authority
fuck an orderly vision of
My riven heart is whispering
Don't speak
So I can hear
it  running
And tight it was too
my light my love drew
Upon a pad of paper and paper planes run like scared lads from airplanes really overhead and kids will laugh not knowing the difference
not knowing anything now
not even no now now
just severed high point on the side now
lie down and close your eyes relax and feel the eel shock orange peel walk queer deer in the headlights look you gave me
like a poison hook so gravy slick my baby got sick





radar says hello to row to from a long time ago
River of time says drink me down like the draino you drank say hey now blame it all on the same thing you paid out the nose for a rosebowl of men from the osarks blowing their nose hard and waxing their teeth
Fuck you
Encroaching on my roaches
just my luck too



trying to drink draino hey now
It makes the world start to glow
like magic plants now
Hey tragic facts in the past now
For real, I smacked my bitch up
kinda surreal like Michael Bishop

I'll say an incantation to make the way go smoother
Ray from ether cast a shiver
Pleased to lay the tender giver asunder under shadows mellow aloe leaves and reese's pieces what's your thesis mine is that we regress into pinto cars and kinder eggs instead of jumping into life like a winter jumpsuit legs
Gotta feel what's real jealous settler of the abyss I hope you find epistles scattered like instructions for the ark I'm talking martyrdom bought us some cough syrup from Europe or surreptitiously so bootylicious wow, my spellcheck just corrected bootylicious
 language is over


Become a mathematician?



all alas my rhinochild oscar tied and bipedal, Clide, eagerly waiting belated the bride
come one come all come again to the first the worst the fireborn
where art and arclight stillborn
wellworn my bootstraps these rooftacks for laying hooftrack
aloof and godsmack
oh no my convict
gone green around the gills again
oh Gilligan so silly when you're drinking
oh Ivy so low and bramble creeping
You take her and like acorns fall from trees your blonded out with photo leaves
Islands routing yahoo distortion
talking acid
bellowing barks burnt as birch bark over mounds of earth
freshly dug
need a hug
creep as bugs
run like blood
down under the ruins of
Vancouver after the Boston Bruins


toto too slow bro
my dojo was training in winter olympic temperatures so temperate they killed the messenger
Don't kill the messenger
Like let that be a lesson to ya

too easy
like straight up leaning peasy
 please me with what's greasy
dece its pretty species ii of you
rue the day now
Hey now
Come back to us
react so accurate
smack up like bachelorette
\ween like a nicorette

run a ring around the rosie pach my ho snatch relapse was acting pretty wack
tack it up to acting sad
keep your nose up stuff your facts need crabs like I need a brain tumours
I'm lame like shrooms that don't go zoom for us
I'm like 4 different humours you try to keep in balance


come on back to me now
reup
kingdom come now
allat once now
once over double back
fullback
cojack greenback
yacking up lack I'm hacking up black knack to bluff back to rep hash left stashed
I'm crashed straight chilling like a manta ray
sipping on some tangaray mixed with some fanta and I'm puffing on a jay
did you know fanta was invented by the Nazis and what season is it of Bored to Death?
I'm feeling bored smoking sess   
a whole mordor whore corridor of regret
oh eaglets hatching by themselves now and plus one elves now making nothing out of nothing now
oh yeah that's nice
You burned down his whole Wax Museum like Vincent Price
He had to work from something now
Wax to wrap the dumpling child
Fair in death and undiscovered now
Like your mother owl
watching from trees and seasons greetings from the grim reaper gaping jaw of jagged teeth
human skulls now8
stripping bones clean like seagulls kaw kaw quit crowding around
bloated bodies now






took a tanka to relax ya now you're stacks blew off the top like red blue orange yellow tell the fellow in the pin striped suit he's always busting broken bellows full of mellow oaths and don't you know
copious doe ray me flows out my mouth so efferevescently  it'll spark respldent in the sky like presidents days night my main ingredient was just right I'm busting blood up out your blood blister which you never missed fore you kissed her now like sisters through the night time each and every life time you meet and greet one each his own radiation suit I
 loot from stores that're blown up rome and what the fuck else was it that fell
hell ring the wedding bells
Chill lets hit up an L Plus one Elf Style with the mad skillz bad attitude and mad bad-itude sending clouds of poison gas right back at you
battle dudes two times as big just to pay my dues
rue your own day
I live it eternally
I'm spurning the real cause fuck mass appeal


Listen boy quit tripping
wipe the blood from the knife
It is opening night
and the rain is dripping off the awning
crack heads opening their veins
toking at the strange broken acting all deranged

This is world war two and that's why I keep my mauzer on me
These junkies are cash cows I'm farming

yo yo
i'm coming down with a cold
jacked up on rancid testosterone
ruining your picnic like ants
talking over everybody
wearing an ironic tshirt unironically
check the fucking phonics G
cause you know the highest shelf is where the fucking tonics B
get on your tippy toes



All Outta Ls

Wake up roll over go back to sleep
Get up in a leap for something to eat
Spend the night dreaming about sucking on a bitch's teat
better re-G so you can meet and greet the peeps

Better open up your phone got some messages to delete
Missing letters like a neon sign over the street
I'll keep breaking teeth if you keep quoting Keates
I guess that's pretty dece but at least recent like a Reese's piece

Honestly, i've never been to france
But honesty couldnt get me into her pants
The blondest V I wanna see like Van Morissey back stage pass

Take it it at face value, break it
Normally its lights out but it depends on how you take it

Wake and bake it
Eggs and bacon
and a full pot of coffee
just like granny's with that wool top you bought me
**
Trying to remember times I gave thanks
Stankiest rhymes like damn I'm drawing blanks
Catching on the poison tines of his righteous angst
I take what's mine with the mad arm lank
Lost like a eyeliner in the purse of some skank

I'm coming back though
Rhymes for each wack ho
From here and back yo I'm lactose intolerant burning black toast I'm hollering saccharine oaths
Smoking rolling tobacco knackered like some cracker historical re-enactors  yo

So soothsaying
Leaving your tooth decaying
Yo Hussein
what are you saying?

Straight going wack
Up in Ajax
What happened?
Besides strength sapping
I'm lacking a self-in-action
speaking self-reflection like checking your complexion
inflection kinda like a texan
Bigger than the next man

Yo I'm back
like the return of the repressed
quit acting depressed
Plus please check the stress cuz
if you check the Textbook we're passing every test

Skills that's real
if you don't believe us you can balance these balls on your face cuz check the royal seal
Popping scepters out of cameras
Swear it aint glamourous cuz I crept out afterwards

Ah yo
ladle prose out on the radio
listeners with grimace up
and christen every pistol pull

cuz bless the combustion engine
without it cars would only be suspension
so suspend your disbelief a sec
It's a big relief when I'm first knee deep in a cheque

Got the money all copious
Now it's the grody-est booty body bloated and soaping its tits and opening its fallopian
tubes and lube soaking through relationships so one sided they're mobius strips

7AB
BB
BB
BB

CB
DB
BB
BBb

EFEF
EEF

GHG
IHG

GG
JG
KLM
NLM
**
OPQ
QPQ
RPQ
PQ
SPQ

T
T
TTTT
TTTT

U
U
U
U

V
V
W
W

W
WW
WW
XW

Y
Z
Z
ZZZ
AZ

BB
CB
DE
DD

F
FF
GG
GG

H
H
IJ
IIJ

J
JJJJ
JJ














I'm worse than the chancellor
spreading like a cancer
I make your voice horse like a northern dancer
Fucking rancid track you can cut it like a bandsaw
damn you can't check it like a check you cancelled brah
don't pander to the crowd

Cannibal chow ain't allowed

bread dont break itself now
Plus one elf style




I scorn ya when I pass the blunt that a way
sting you like a mantaray
open up a can and hit you with the fanta spray
Reminds me of the time I was in San Jose
Just chilling in the days of old rolling jays
jingy jangle J
chilled the fuck out in mandalay bay
sipping tanga ray
blazed out his mind on
winding roads and light boxes
I might rock the socks of
moxie so toxic like boxer i boxed it and dropped it

yo im mashing vowels
together like blauw

ayo check the chalkmarks the jakes marked off
like all quiet in the night except the jay being sparked
and then off goes the kalashinokov shots ripping through the cars parked
on the street corner where you grew up
and who gives a fuck what becomes of us
Ready to Die
Cause FUck it
Don't mean no shit to nobody
Duck out its way as the workaday rolls towards ya
Feeling bored just explore mental rivers like the pagans forded Orders
Burst the boarders

made his dead body look like everybody else
take a load off
road hog
boondock cojack
rolling over ozarks

Plus ONE ELF
Check the mental health
Ublek
Reflect It's all inside yourself
Like Jacob Hiding Under Pelts

Well Well Hells Bells
Chill hit up this Tuna Melt.


Eh yo, check the death ray
 sting you through the heart like a manta ray
FEsti
Nestea

;'.
go to sleep for me, so you can stay around longer anyway when you're asleep and reap the benefits of childhood affection
go to sleep now lay your head son
where dead men lie in wait for you
I mated with you for life now My heart and the christchild in bed like two mice now at rest and the best damn rest you've ever had wake up refreshed now I'm blessing you its right here just the lesson you've got now I brought down for you to write now I watch at night and talk so nice Powder falling through your hands still cakes your fingers particles linger simply dont disappear now Our bower sleeping cumulous cloud Eyes match her brow bow down to the crowd
Night gowns and clocks now Right where you last sat thatsthe spot you're dying at and AI'm really crying but the words carve so fucking retarded
Bars are sordid reordered met and like a woman courted honestly,no need for no monism when you've got the dying me
Its hard to be a profit just remember that tonic will help you magic spells you use to fill the cell, check the plus one elf style ringing wedding bells now
Celtic knot and elven geld now
Glad you caught up before I fell down
WWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWait let me sell the nouns back to you
clever clowns with acid washed jeans
parks with green metal ninja turtles oh Poliwollo
Daddy long legs has come and grab your bum now
 undercover sand castle clouds bubbling and discovering mechanism for the first time


go go  gadget helicopter
out my skull just rotor off to
boats in international waters
where I'm stashing my blotter papers and the tapes of your raped daughters
Ditched that shit where the jakes followed
if what I said sounds hollow
I'll decapitate you like Sleepy Hollow
Shout out to my man Carlo
and to the hell's kitchen way up in Harlem
you just gotta be harsh son
bar none
car jacks and drive-bys at random
its these bitches with the handguns
mad cause thy're languishing

You know "  I like it " like El Debarge
CAll me large in the drawers
And I'm coming up the Nile like a flat bottomed barge
Its in the cards miss
Please hold your applause
Till afterwards like I'm attaching words together so cogently whole oceans be in motion G, dont need no lotion
 my notion is the source of the magic potion
don't be quoting me
cause the Notary public in this voter republic is getting pretty cloying to me


I got this super new hunger and its rumbling in my stomach
Rumbling away like a ramblin man
Cannibal ham
Marsipan
Green Green Eggs with Jam
Ea ting his victims like the Son of Sam
Run of the house my son you're a man
sorry about that





deja vu
gonna razor blade right through ya
 nike swoosh
Kinda Bluish
 my noose
my roost where I used to roost with hubris
Duece
the plural of moose is moose
C-Boost Juice
White rum in a 2-6
Playing the flute is a
Moot point at a moot between dutiful root users to boot
My zoot suit trumps the suit of the tools in the gamer booths
dinosaur tooth
mind over cooch'
Kinda woozy and truth dupes the Nous of these Rosenblooths
Marcel Proust and a Canada Goose
couldn't show them the loop-de-loop


crushed i  ce frustration

All around me cowardice
step up this ruptured cunt function pushing buttons like subdividing functions between syngerized parts in a system miss that one then clap off gats for fun and YO

I detect vectors not to set to mission statement approved coordinates
I
m 4 units ahead
Your unit is dead
Impunity is no immunity to the court martial but martial law starts with the southpaw flipping his mouth off and ends with a pen to eye jab diagonal magnet granite slab
Got to set limits or you'll have maverick tricked out pricks drinking Vic's vapo rub so lonely they're taping hugs and playing them back to themselves



Add one to the accrued total of crude rap vocals
No more cutting corners
bout to vocode through my kang and kodos voter swaying robot motors
I got these floaters
My eyes have these dots on the inside of the corneas







I wasn't born yesterday
Evidently
Now I got these dents G, up in my livery
Check the arrows out my quiver, see
I'm fairly careless with delivery
Up every morning drinking Listerine
Yo that shit with your sister, I swear it's only history
I fisted her once or twice and kissed her but wistfully I was too pissed to be preforming
And you know the forman of the construction workers that be yelling at his boys not to be whistling and hooting at the girls and shit as they walk by
dont look them in the eye just look at them from behind
Yeah I was trying to be true to her
But you know the pussy just went and moved of her own accord
Cut the bull I'm feeling gored








PLus one elf
love at first sight
quick ring the wedding bells
chill lets hit up and L   
Gel son hit the sea quell
Smells of salt malt liquor and seagulls
My deego's fatter than...yo check that bitch's ass up in the peacoat
My lead out is greened out
Better get that shit skee'd out
Every time I Go to the store swear that DVDs out on someone else's rental
100 % of the TIME MY RHYMES ARE PRESIDENTIAL
but essential things are missing
Wings are clipped and sting tail barbs rip through tissue
with Steve Irwin's punctured heart I christen myself
Balthazar Elvis while riding a barrel down Niagara Falls
This miasma is so large oh shit hte flah with your jaw mauled me like a cobra claw style
mylion maw is idle for a while then will snap back at cha with accurate raps that blanket dreams and Carl Saget brings us things like galaxies from far away



the nightsky is the frozen firework trapped through ancient time for us
My own designing chorus, lines of sewing machines driven by a hundred hundred handed women
My soul is a coal burning out for you
Red Yellow White
WOrd up
here to eternity I'm absurd with rap
crack your head open with a bat
ratatat
in fact I'm so dapper I don't trip with a gat
double taps in fact with get blood on your blouse
Light up some fire for the water to douse
ten dead men living healthy lives
eating brown rice and going to bed
bowing their heads to the headless horseman of authority
The mindless leviathan of morbid horror stories who boarded the ships of all who rips the vault open of war torn history
Drink this Listerine
Need some Cortisone for that lesion hon my decency it comes and goes as I bun more doobs
gun down more dudes in their youth
cause cohesion maybe little bit a lack of reason
got got a nack for lacking something
I just don't know what it is yet
Going into business
maybe this bliss is entrusted to those who bless themselves without reflection and trip but don't smoke sess

this place


chicks that I boinked checks that I bounced
hallways I've always longed to walk down
weird portraits of ancestors for dorset
pale faced and serious tied into their corsets
I found a bottle washed up on the shore with a message I tried to morse code out
My orders from up above turned out to conflict with
The message from my brain told me to stick my dick in
I reckon this girl was good looking and that's enough provoking for me this girl a 2-6 of vodka
my lotto number read out what I said it ought to
Pick a pack of matchsticks
Snaps the elastic
Flipping really like spatulas molded in plastic

subway token martyrs
the type who don't barter and at bars they'll fucking card ya
 broken hoboken hobo loping around like he's drunk off of tanning lotion
Ain't no magic poition but it keeps the spinning walls in motion
go down to the ocean
think about lungs getting wet
thats that rap that stung like the bullet from a tec


underwater volcanos
melting brains now
broken back and walking cane
Talking insane things all day
hock my crown away across
highland hillland transforming  landfill land grandpa's dead and from here to bed I'm always taking naps
snap's back to rap this crap
connect the left overs to the land rover engines out back
rotting away
rusting in the rain and busting out like bursting veins
slit wrists and growing pains
hoover damns and milk maids

creep over now to me
rue the day you knew you barely knew me
Fairly often now you mention it
quit it now that apprehension did
what you could never do
I severed you from my life now
christ child
sold for the highest price now 
minute rice now
great geist now
my
niceties foamed at the mouth and toppled forwards


Dont break the cypher like a  marathon
YO I  FLOSS more than bitches wearing thongs
Going blind like don't stare at the sun
I know Im pretty young honey
but why does my body feel so numb
and why is my mind gone
where is it at
toronto to halifax and broken over lining tracks
my mind relaxes sometimes
but I'm always smoking sacks, waking up at 5 pm
BM on the internet
listen to a hymn
SHUT UP SNITCHES
quit lippin
if you keep it up deep cuts will need stitches
camera phone pictures
 acid in the water flowing through your faucet fixtures
The boss with all the riches that at first seem so suspicious and initially you wish this kush hit tit pic mystic spray on crayon would christen dishes like plating em for 5 points
Crime rhyme joints
Wacker than that Einstein got jooks for wising on the crime points
My dimes fatter than than the ass of your mater
that's latin for non flattering fact I ventilate her
Alpha to Omega Sigma Delta Helter Skelter Belt of all the RUsty must be he who is vis-vis the PLUS ONE ELF
ALRIGHT Now delve in the world
Pealr Necklesses and feckless sex with jizz up it yo face bitch erase this from your memory then sell it on EbAy and tell everybody
you're a whore for me and no one else now feel the sharkskin pelt melt in volcanic crush of oceanic shelf against well who else?
Yes its me YO PLUS ONE ELF Swear the dude was talking magic spells
Christ almighty I call hells bells
Call up the town and declare a lynching
THis shit is is getting wacker than a fucking Lycnh film
WIth wind chimes and inch worms and a weird film on top of everything like a wet lube
OH god its everywhere
They all said before they died
BUt erupting from the sky the serpent bird
yo word is bond my verdant spawn
Blah crash teh towers of Carcasson
Leave your burning carcass rotting on the lawn
I got this spotting on my neck reflex a walking gun and toxic shock from above unlocks a mottled possie full of moxie and looking for a wanted man Ed Loxley
and had we seen him or were we him?
And can you prove you aren't now?
My heart now break and and the thunder quaking the horizon, my boys down on the island and me up here with them, and sour lemons Edmonton's no Montreal my Southern Ontario Queen.  Import New York from down stream and now we're floundering in self made self constructed what the fuck is this bupkiss on the internet and you regret the intermittent calculated bated breath waiting that's precipitated by baking every day awaken as a new born from the bakers oven now witches coven chants now My answer is PANZER TANKS Clouds of Dollar bills raining from the sky cause we just busted banks
Wide OPEN
Tides beholden to a molten mediocrity fuck that
But what else?
And now a chasm of doubt and regret
I back away and try to forget it ever was or is and now the blessed and the pious part like the sea  from the artless and the meek
I'm placing her on lists and then erasing her
Case and point my place in place that I'm creating, blah




I'm out of love with you
poof now magic you comes back again
speckled mackerel grin when you pull em from the water
Pray to it like the alma mater
cut it cauterize it video tape rape your daughter
lambs to the slaughter
She's wearing what you bought her
speaking how you taught her
Doing acid like blotters at the places you brought her
Playing in Toronto back in the day like Vince Carter
I want it back I want it now and bitch I dont barter
Its off the charts sir
sure poison darts hurt
but its the lingering effects
bubonic bulge on the neck
Its all in context
break bread and relax Tex
I could use some Tex Mex
I'm feeling vexed and I'm wondering who's gonna be next
I ain't impressed in general
I went from being venerated to being a criminal
My rhyming's okay but it's all in the subliminal
Blast zealots in the digital
I'm too legit to quit you're pitiful
I'm a hit a bowl instead and veg like Archie and Mehitable
I'm admittedly still a little child bitter that his tits are gone
and next thing you know its Sargon the Great ruminating over faded bitches who arrive straight baked


the devil in a fez said your embezzling




signals
silence
she knows



oh kudos to you my brethen
all the heathens in heaven get our hands up
oh, there ain't none?
like look at that savage, dear, ain't he quaint, hun?
Either that or lying in wait for some taper tongue and vapour hugs
 Take your slugs and hurl em back
I make the gun runners vanish
pan to the left now insanity opens cans of tanner and some varnish
Pop goes the lid right off might offer more as a whooping cough
Returns the next day as a running nose and ruining head rot
Oh so you're apt to be acting lackadaisical?
How bout you meet the tip of this broken off knife icicle
Open up your witch's canticle
We got damsels in distress
and suckers smoking sess
leaving me with bad dreams
Juniper berries and bleeding green instead of red now
Put the Blue bloods to bed now
Head down to the fountain of Youth Luciferians
My Arian Nation bequeaths you some bacon left behind by the all Jews we gassed
You dont choose your task
you lose if you ask
so get loose and manufacture goods for the first world
my good's so fucking rehearsed now
birkenau and daschau blues pursed chiding lips
My riding slips from my hands like grandiose boasts of on old
and Liberal attitudes can freeze in the cold
my dear the arctic cold
the archaic prosaic may or may not play it on the radio of a winnebago bound cross country oh just 1 sentry  expansions
my sandstorm blew back with handsome force
cancel all of that first worst of all i swear im cursed with perspicuity
though I may be new to this rapping thing
my swift overreaction brings a sense of impassioned rationality when I'm mashing things INTO PASTE
I MAKE HASTE
BRACE YOURSELF FOR THE PLACE GROWING OUT THIS PLACE










from the sounds
        I could tell
                    It was her
                                            urinary tract infection
    in the moment's    
                    dawning
I
    stood
                                                alone




                Arranging                                                                                                                                                                douche
    bag                    words                         douchebaggily                                                                                                                                                  
                            upon   
                                the line makes me reconsider all I ever thought possible in poetry               
                                       


this love burns
like carpet burns
all across my flesh
you must be heartless
or is it just more of that art shit
shit poison darts hit
targets left trade embargoed in fargo and of course its me back on the warship
pealing back like forceps
you ain't appealing anymore bess
Oh no
You cannot see
what towers fall and dreamlights mean
oh moving cliff
oh foreign land on the horizon growing wizened round the temples
Is it or isn't it quite simple
Said take it all away and then the Imps'll crimp the edges of the pie like they're back in the simpler days





POWER OBJECT
I respect it cause it tends to wet the couches of the ladies I meet
when it gets teefed it makes the lack of decency read across your face like New Bulletin Briefs across the bottom of the screen
Yo TV
Yo POWER OBJECT
Sour just like vomit and with this sword I promise my people we will take over thewhole fucking continent
Yo POWER OBJECT
Like the Ivory Tower to the Projects
I'm obvious when I rob this of its significance replace it with a notion of omnipresence
Yo POWER OBJECT
My TEC 9 wrecks all the bitches dont hit the deck
Mad respect when I flex these verbal messages express
yo POWER OBJECT
My phallus rules the galaxy
Your fallacy is a chalice that valued more than analogies
Yo POWER OBJECT
Holy Grail makes you flail your body
Robs you of your sanity
Yo POWER OBJECT Replace all traces of your mind with a new found wack harmony
like a taxonomy of doomsday
i'm Bombing the apocalypse into you with nuclear bombs
Yo POWER OBJECTS that will wreck up your whole carbon bonds
Pardon the pun hun but you can't hug with nuclear arms.
YO POWER OBJECT
MY RHYMES MAD RESPECT to all the PEOPLE I'VE MET
But this POWER OBJECT is a threat
We got to take a break and hit this with a gat
Yo another POWER OBJECT
I bet this ain't no fucking worse
as a matter of fact this were you get your head split open 
those kids that took your purse
and I can imagine they can do much worse with a POWER OBJECT
It's the worst when the women themselves become POWER OBJECTS of the men who they respect
because their society is wrecked
yo CHECK yourself before I deck
and reflect is it society or yourself that makes the POWER OBJECTS
and don't try to duck out yo
POWER OBJECTS command your attention like the fuck you are
Yo POWER OBJECTS
I must regard
such as fancy cars
Yo POWER OBJECTS
that cost money large
and even money clips can be power objects when you use adjectives to make you seem rich
like you pay a lot of money so you're friends can get blitzed but they really ain8't you friends and you just been getting gypped
Or for instance in this instance I am using the term gypped in reference to the gypsies and as you can see the word becomes unconsciously another POWER OBJECT too
That takes your words and fills them with disrespect
I must object!
Yo Honour, there's no honour in this bet.






hello ellis island
all you defilers left behind in the older patch my molded sasquatch told me my eye patch was off the latch
but overtaxed
Like Bill Paxton tracts in my accent waxes poetic like nah forget it and let it go yo I know
oh so you know those robo soda pop top of the line hop scotch chalk marks that rock the spot?
like crack rock to hobos or pluto to yoda
 don't you know that life is born from yogurt protoplasma?
my throat is like asthma
my mountain was like chasm
while I'm sitting here wishing my life was at random Yo.



days and days of waiting
this stripping paint redeeming pealing hated hinterland of blase tripe and bitter tracts of endless sand
and panda bears on street corners gargling listerine
and I guess I
missed the boat waiting for the coming rain
and days of flood
yeah the days of aching pain
and baking bricks of mother earth
raking in the leaves again
if only for the first time
and falling ones like loaded guns always going off again
Aw fuck it
my Moccasins
soaked through the bottom with the autumn rain puddles you can't cuddle with
emanating changing light like cuttlefish
but alas that son of a bitch rips your mind apart with trips if you touch it
like frog skin poison
with toes that suction
emotion that talks and needs no introduction
with goodly gumption
 excitement that cites the unction with respect to function
my understanding is mostly limited
I go to my desk
I sit at it


Dissemble all to embers and assemble all the elders left alive
ever since I swore my semper fi
i kept them in my pouch cause I just couldn't let them die
except when I close my eyes it's fine and I'm okay to be
inept with disposable knives
and off debate teams
I make gleam like glass bowls our rosebowl lives
these opposable thumbs clung to lowest rung but swung up real childlike
leaving immortal rows of pop cans and pictures that I like
you're trailing behind playing war
biting your thumb at a Capulet or a Montague
You'll get yourself cut up like Heidi Montag do
Apply this to yourself and make it your mantra dude
I swear the terrorist FED is fucking on to you
Saying don't get in our way cause we want to make the blondest couche
And I thought that I wanted to
like Episode 3 was only dece in comparison to 1 and 2





jack-o-lantern telephone rings hollow, sleepy hollow



why do my words demand these tactile things
like pendants distended dependent on strings
holding in your calloused hands icicle stings
broken knives of the winter king
or the patterns of his dancing jack on the window pain
back lit arclight
your ancient tree is a crack of darkness
bark thick and ruddy
round the trunk other buddies run and I guess that's the right way
cause who says who pays
I grab my wallet and on tuesdays and you rue the boozedays of the past
oh coco
remember
the time in september when school was just beginning
wearing sunglasses to block out the ringing in your ears and dollar dollar beers yo
Remember careers yo
three cheers for grinding gears of mediocrity
Pass the Kleenex
Out my ears I'm bleeding awfully
Thinking of these days gone by
and now how often is it I ain't blazed or high
maybe the reason why Im stuck in this rut is that what's coming out of my mouth is just some moldy toast vomit
comma my omelette over cooked
you know fuck it
OBAMA OSAMA BS is all the same
you know I'm craving my cave
I'm Daving up Teeger's rave
Trading time on loan for time in the grave
mistakes I've made
bills I still havent paid
putenesca caper cravings for parmesan shavings
funerary stone engravings for scratches and lesions
seasons greetings to the heathens
this land is our land
this land is my land
now the herdsman is dead Pan like Buster Keaton



 the sound of a woman's voice
great white host
Lumber over frozen lake tops while I crack them
 fall through the ice
 

your fake face cracks like hobos burning rocks of crack
walk me back there carelessness
I say
what time of bear is this?
polar
solar
koala
ola to you
byzantium
I'm planning to keep them in a spot in my cranium hollowed out with depleted uranium
my cords yeah I'm staining them
with bloodwine
hood rats with broken spines
loping around like their looking for what's mine
ANd then the words will come to you
but there'll be no one left for you to say them to, anyway


what was that
a buzz you catch like thunderclap
sick twelve thunder raps under wraps in the dark like bats I'm tracking you back through the underdark see this wonderful arch in the sky like an ark to ride by
drive by eye to eye wih a crazed brain trained to waste away
why's this shit always taste the same as the Startale ace of the space laser trade
I'll wake you up dead in your graves
Pharaoh and slaves
buried alive and now waking live
taking lives with sickle knives
tricked out spliced dna to make a space ship phase
crazy age of phaser splay
taste the pain of taser range






don't even try to tell me that? people on tv today all act like assar arrafat.
and I swear I'm tearing back the labels off the packaging
you know the days of action wane when you're acting all saccharine
I'm lacking self in self-in-action for self reflection ocean shelf plus one elf
bastard luck of cards on felt
smell the green of celts, all eyeballs melt
melted cheese and godly geld



the pearl the world the one
my heart my sun

a rotten arriving pot of boiling water

a calm face of my ought to my daughter holding a gun

If God were human would we be blooming onions? Situation normal AFU is so blunted!
I'm living in an age of raves, new techno-indian braves gone into the cave and only come out with their minds all gazed and I'm amazed phased laser phased crazed like I might go psycho Tycho Brahe steez and keep a midget in my basement adjacent to my table for recording his clairvoyance and in this age we've ratified the view that abstractions counter action despite what's really happening outside of our imagining, yet equally bee keeper speak to me seer we are represented by those few who place their baseless faith in mason jars and call it reason an eventual essential venture to ensure a quality of all can be said to be or a kind of being that manifests the best as a kind of never resting process behind the curtain. 
I feel that its the real deal the heartfelt hurting by Tim Burton of what's certain and what's true; cool, they always differ so what's new?
WEll Artosis, I'd like to tell you that in fact the matchstick men fell several feet ahead of them, incredible engine crimes fell resplendent dents in your pendant parts alert to art I'm falling for you hard
It's the cards, el debarge awesome but dont be coming flat like a flat bottom barge, like Peter Sarsgaard I'm large, don't break it like a Ming vase, hold up, pause, if you didn't catch that live you can check the VOD.




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ya
I got them right here
wipe a tear
nice to meet her
price of beer
ice cream
nice dream
nice creamy skin
vice gleaming from within
advice even you could give
splice in half the right of math now shiv
cause misery
oh you
yes a bitter me
here to ruin beginnings of already written prose
or poetry spoken broken
over rocks that choke and bleed like oaks that see their forest up in flames
I'm up to my ears three cheers for Alice in Chains
validate valentines realities' pain
salary gain
brain in the pocket
the hand reaches into the pocket
like a plug into a socket
but the pocket always reaches back
opens up like a lichee nut
lint on his magic glove, glove...
glove...c'mere glove
 kiss history quick
before she goes she'll explode into
hickory chips
huckleberry finn
this hick that had an accident how he walks with a limp
eyes trace the sidewalk finds chalk marks scrawled there where once he stuck his hands in wet cement
cause i sent sentimental pent up sentences I might pense before I parse
overwhelming drives like cars
Uranium depleted like chocolate bars for fingers another hand just seasons greetins from the grim reaper what's eating you?
and see em anew I see them renew
fall over like a lean-to or a pre-computer graphics R2D2
Wont you agree to groove to the tunes
Got a pouch with
Nude little sparrow heads
little spare doves
Sparer doves
Fair enought but
Where is our love lost gone?
Our lovers lost gone?
OUr long lost loves?
Lying under covers til the dawn of what I've long hoped one piece of looped rope would do
love what I do now too
Now that I
bow to what I've gouged out
(     )  & (     )
the one
and two
The sun
the Moon
A laughing crone known only as CONE PHASE cone faced and wicked tricked deathspawn harken to the testing of
My folded fucking hands
My fingers fucking broken
Oaken hard like hobo's from Hoboken broken over their own crippling coke addiction
Awaken no good vision
Now I'm one of them
of old  cold and dubious like Rubeous Haggrid blooming just like I'm watching you mobius strip and copious utopian hip spin
gypsum rips in time
grips and goes click clack with a nine
Einstein kinda mind
Bright and light just like prime
and I'm hanging out just like drying
trying not to tear
but don't you know that mold spores travel on wafts of air
o'er the open fields of
Gravesmere
Dont you know the ways here?
Underwire overwire into liars mouth we moved and zoomed so upclose red that dead men lived
this bending of the airwaves caved it in like heads awoken up in dazes
awoken by the smoke coming from the heatless blazing
The days gone by and bygone houses cracked and broken open taken back and now you're alone and raked like wet leaves over coals and I swear I haven't seen you since the dream I glimpsed you in a mist of steam and towers of billowing white ascending right the way I wanted it to be and be this cold be this cold
I've seen you around a lot and I can tell you're with the wrong guy
My Turned eye like the rotating moon denoting gloom the rollerball wheel of our dreams
design me a bird with 3 heads
a bird that already exists
no matter the risk the gods came here first
and now I'm bursting veins open thinking with a grimace on my face at days I've left back broken
Spider Cracks and rotten
Youtube begotten isotope driven riven apart and i'm all twelve of your crying motherless children
Ill be begotten by a lot of hot or not hot
and now we've run our course
recorso morse code out notes of correspondence
I took a course in before but dropped it and that went so badly before and now norway's doors appalling all come in again
and winterland was hinterland to me before I visited Afghanistan
eat your garlic raw gnarly maw of sores and scabs
or whores I wish I'd been less cold to
Now you've become death and I'm unglued
you're me and I'm you
slowly turning into you
grimace now diminish fool
ain't no cool hand luke Belladonna Took
Root of all the users
The daughter named Ruth
My eyes and my tooth
My eyeteeth to boot
Hoot for your
LOVE MOTHER
while these hands that will ROB BLUNDER
COB NEEDS ONE MORE OTHER IN HIS LIFE ChRISt kiss FIRST MY HARKENED BLIGHT BRIGHT BLITHE SITE OF CITATIONS  caught what Light brought home again
and every internet's just the book by Tolkien
I wrote so hasbeen I felt as if I faded
from the worldsview like you know I did
From the eyes like there were only two and now the room is shadow filled
and we're living with beasts it would take a devil to kill
Hells bells girlie, we're too used to waking up early to the sound of lilacs falling
await my all-in
I'm calling out to everyone severed heads and wounded fawns its time to cross the order pas the rubicon of nightways inside the belly of sheep lives the last remains of my ashtray I dumped I spun I landed hand in hand with bandits handgrenades blades of knives and raid spraid in the cracks
vermins who lack a self in their own reflected worlds
level down the playing field and open up a gerbil with a scalpel
just to calculate a mouthful of the doubtful lm lout and a fool



Just try to check this
green like Ublek is
Fuck Im feckless
and I wreck with words so superb you're like oh shit that man with the mandible anvil is handsome like hansel and gretel so I settle scores more large than four door explores
and I implore you to pour me another drink
Lets forge a link
Like Jordie LaForge beems me to the brink I see this as it is
Blind
The face of death and like a turn of phrase so fresh they blow like sess will blow your mind
I fold my cards so retarded its a farce, and enzymes digest fresh lettuce point is annointed by the freshest My rest is relaxing I'm asking you for praxis thank you for asking I'm asking your highest bidder if her shitter was emitting bitter waves of baby sitters get her to the hospital you joking hoboken frozen over and robed in oaken bark I hold this ark a sunder baby mother made her daughter under gutters now she's bitter and a livery of little kittens lives within her belly and I'll tell you television sells me kelsey grammar's stammering camera work and a fan of works of art
Fuck your work of art with a manible so fresh it blessed the ark
I tell you Sartre dont know shit so fix it quick its a must when your dealing with just its and is it nots and forgetmenots I question my own headspace which is a dead and lonely zone place own each to his own timeplace each his own mindspace I rmake it rome some day a home to stay in pencil crayon and be from even on the edge of what I lent you and adventure corduba ordering wine from a man in a oh the name eludes me oh see I forget those times now misty fine now just like sparkling wine now I"m cowed before the olden days and light as stars they say are falling through the sky like embers of fireworks and in the night my quirks dont seem so bad, right? I'm alight or am I a pyre? Where the dead are, please my poinsettia flowers gone green again and to the leaves again she's only one in name again and same as ever before reefer returns us to times of yore you're sore for oh gee my back my aching back and taxes owed how the hunter cracks his bow and acts redact anew
Cracks a beer and that's review







I'm calling all in for oblong thongs beach balls and water bongs
Yo check the election
My Texan oilman foiled men and bent history apart to start a partisan
oligarchy
I'm like yo that's full of malarky don't start me on how It's all real varsity.
Like babies in their car-seats I'm parsing a farce, please. Moreen Harquail's a far cry from Pol Pot but carcinogenic nonetheless
I bun the sess but now I can't find the location to vent it now I've got a sentimental sentinel in charge of sending you to prison for efficient use of time and light crime
Fuck your ten cent fines creeping vines Those back-room Einstein minds that vacuum the joy from the room
and oh boy is it soon
I'm roiling in doom saying teeth decaying instead of being the same as them or saying what I'm supposed to a grocery list of twisted hare krishna fished for compliments I've been woken up to give to door-to-door boredom warders who have orders from up above
Fuck you fuck love




x
 bright light in my eyes blink bACKWARDS IN TIME AWAY FROM YOU
these days I'm sublating you
Crazy glue youtube rating you
creating a crater of hatred I've found used in the nature of plagiarized crazy lies

at the end there's the ring back for me
attack from space race past me
july heat
grape juice slushee
crushed ice
sun drenched jalopy













the medical centre









brownskin honey bunny rabbit stabbing wood cabin
 grabbing taxicab stab it add me into shinto bullet ridden mullets sea gull regal sea shell
 meager evil eagle eye steven seagal's evil eye weevils dig thyme sprig Iggy Pop
 into rye
and rye bread breed and
 lie dead and I got 10 dead men and yet
my cretins vet my etymology polish
me off afterwards and crash my tottering gotterdamerung
sammering crunk home to bunk beds red eyed and dread dread head spread I said
brideshead revisited7


get ready for a bevy of languishing anguish and langoustines brandishing hand grenades that fade away
crayfish prey delicious stray cat brey at the moon and croon doom at dr dre

the octopus that waltzed away

balls






buckaroo back to you










this community is gated
rate my hatred by the kinds of fake shit I've sublated
Ate for lunch nd now for dinner be here synergizing for a live in thing in my life now I can't stop jiving or tell if I'm alive or dead or meddled with bevelled corners several miles ahead of mourners first cut corners and ice cream store owners
I don't know things and I'll bone up on the rest later
test fate here
quest vagrantly over to handheld Cloverfield and wo lo she yields like fields of grass blow in the wind and Halifax saps the last of your sin and skin tightens round the cheekbones but I guess to each his own

because  now the lame bitterness that nearly  made me slit my wrists has nearly made it on the world stage
movement a groove sent the wrong way down a long hallway
It's all the same to me brain dead to be dead to me
I fed myself on the blood of my enemies
bring me what i need
I need everything
Melted down



check
the prime matter I condense
storms the gates of Isengaard like a herd of Ents
You heard of that?
Yo I'm wording tenses so tangential to your mental faculties
Measure it exactly
King of all the Macabees
and I'll mack a B a day left to my own devises
A players life consists of dividing himself into pieces cause he's looking for an Isis
I've a license to kill plus I'm still ill
Plus one elf
Handing out random pills
Jacking cars for cheap thrills
Ride 'em around then drop 'em by the landfill
Footprints in the mud they could tell they're wearing sandals
Two vandals,
the cops said,
had fled from the scene of the accident, the whole front of the miata got creamed by the battlement
a subpoena said the lean was inadequate
the insurance on the car was not up to par
and now some geezer's feeling queasier and at least other adjectives



 dont give me that soppy shit
I'm a take my naked ass and photocopy it
I'm-a drop a beat on top of your more awful than in your wildest dreams
I speak the vilest things
Better take stock like silent aisle of the grocery store
Can't you tell I wrote this before
My dope shit is more enormous than a 4 door explore
Dora dear cover your eyes its motor spewing oil and headlights for eyes
Evil eyebrows
People lie cowed
Here drink this Mydol
you'll feel a little better
Eel like electric shock to sever spinal cords and water boarding warning signs in my spines
2 of them is fine
is just that most of the times when i bust rap its custy as fuck and my bluster seems enough to add up to some cunt

well well take me back
into your open arms just so way back
these days they seem so jaded
only picture left is a polaroid faded
WHen I come back dont reject me please
ease your beating heart release
realize and cease
don't Turn away from a man on his knees
Hands seem tighter than they need to be
but these days I cant keep it from fading.
Your memory in my mind is so vacant
I wait and I pray for a taste of it again
well i'm detecting some friction
broken brick rictus grin
broken bricks I'm kicking in
WEll I've been thinking
While your mind breeds some new kind of thing
some dire heat beneath the swamp so full of recently deceased and hidden stash of flippinh spatulas
It would always been the blinking of eyelashes
The hands so bent and scarred but strong and sure as making a work of art
like a turkish bazaar carnival
all beasts to the ark
Carnivores too
I thought I knew you
What's scary's that I did
But you resented it
and then that's when you sent me for it
snap like tendons did
I'm like apples core it
into molds they pour it
ignore it
 I'm higher than Kirkegaard cause I'm Soren
More important imported foreign objects I lie next to
I vex you
you vex me
I vex you well
Maybe I'll txt you or just obsess over you separated as we are by distance with no perforation wall with no place to press your ear against no bramble crack to talk through tap tap tap too and maybe mishap will alight and then in fact a coincidence of each their own silence did abide them decently enough for that now
I'm like but now time to rap foul things about it
I'm like it brings be rings that bling like things up in the sky and make me live right in it like night sky like its about time goddamn.
The timin'-est of times that will rhyme it just like orange rinds
The door hinge grinds when you close it makes a squeak
 treacle sweet up shits creek but you better start to forage porridge from cottages of bears and harrier jets appear above forest blinds
everything is fine
Go to the voter dependent resplendent
And that ain't no harper
Rhymes sharper than that shit yo you should call me the archer
Poison dart in your heart
Pardon this shit that's off the charts
Parts the red sea like you're telling me
This happened
I'm like yo
flow more rapping
Splinter and the Ninja Turtles vs. the Foot Dojo and evil robots and they malfunction just like Go Bots
but Transformers was enormous back in the day
yo your wack display is factually inadequate
and I hope that will put you in your place
at fast pace I'll erase like I'm Arnold Schwarzenegger
of course you're egging me on
like 
a
Corny old Gigalo with a ho with a low cut dress and a apple bottom figure I swear it was rigor mortis that floored you like aborted fetus from regencies departed Im a start it over with a folder of a rap inaccurate that I stacked for a bit in the back with some shit I'm releasing it now cause I thought it might rip minds open lope about in hoboken early bird specials and now I'll specialize yoi into a section of thr population you despise and what don't you hate?
 I'm the robot that just ate your family and now the lasers from space tear holes trough your whole reality blow through your shield battery.  I swear I'm a latter day saint and it ain't funny G.  Wake up early when it's sunny be a happier person, I'm actually personally offended by that
I'm lapping you around the track of life but now my race is nearly up i feel it creeping in.  I'm leaping over fences David Lynch is messaging me from a ninth dimensional reality yo I told you before the core of the apples the most important sorce of fibre for your eyelids to decypher and now you're rife with appeties you can't put on ice
I suction cup up your condominiums and smoke some reefer right on top of them
and I can't be caght by cop or man but doppler can spot a rotten lot
Gotcha there mon frere Air on the side of caution next time.

LEmi CAUTION

Oh sorry I thought you answer to another wounded other blasted offense electric fence dents in the more lead of your foreheadwound gasp open grusome twosome bullets left buried in the body like i left it in my hope chest and i wrote less things but maybe more better things and maybe if the lecithin would wear off long enough i could stare at the cops and the opposite of copious is just moping and its wrote in books so i had to look it up but there it is a ruptured cunt of grotesque sweating vested men in less and less manifested big breasted bimbos and bilbo baggins relaxing just puffing away at a jay or some pipe bowls and blowing smoke rings round over hills of rolling clover and your motorola phone goes off and a disproportionate amount of attention is called to a meaningless exchange of social gloss im at  a loss

holler
straighten up that collar
There's a bag boy bagging up your stuff for you
trying to make a working dollar
And he's busting his ass
Packing the heavy shit at the bottom
Careful not to squash the bread
Picking out the apples that are all rotten
Swear the captain said to hold on tight or you'll be dead
and thaat's the all warning that we've gotten

peekaboo pikachu

 electric tricked out technique so I wrecked my physique playing tennis
Send us to the dentist I lent my tendinitis elbow bilbo baggins drew ring around my hangups bangs cut stuck in rut of rotten butt fuck
Look out motheruck here somes some summer stuck lump around ground down mortar rounds I shot off Vlassic pickle half coked scheme dreaming up some busting broken spleen leaning on me
Green around the gills got Ills, but no bun in the water
I heart sun in my ought to crossed with starcrossed thunderous wounded wuthering under covers by themselves yet up above us hundreds of wounded lovers crying stars out their eyes and bad guys laugh and grimace with a limited hit list of mores and customs to bust them up with
Rupture re-up to cup the texture flex your tennis elbow such
and suchlike so
I dig dikes to grow sticks and run picts out of town and down into deeper ditches
Your deepest wishes
Like your deep seated issues
I've hare krishna fished for dish soap bubbles hovering red around your rainbow totem boatman of fleggathon regulation dead and gone bed ridden bidden dead and hidden close your eyes and gone clear and eerily appear when like evaporation dapper cups of clapped up hatred festering baked in ovens like a rising tide of blithe crossed eyes
oxide tough as ox hide
Rough as a rockslide
and its Mine like bauxite
I got the light you want to know the way?
I make the people say yay, there is no grey area or aperion blaring your mind gone try to find a blind man shaking quaking baked bong smoking quaking in hobokon broken and taking tokes of blokes moaning chromosome snow blowers
now that's pretty fucking gay and I aint joking
I'm looking
the otherway


 yo yo yo
no no no
thats what you say to the green glow
open up your parasole to protect against volcano snow
I'm make draino go wo, don't drink so much yo,
that's enough to kill you twice over go lay in the snow
Wake up all sore covered in sores
Wife kicks me awake
She says I've been keeping the whole block awake with snores
I call her a whore
But it's just cause I've been getting bored
repettion on a mission to crush the soul of everyone just chilling
I'm grinding my teeth down just to be grilling up the front of them
and every husband bondsman double crossing wrong doer hues groovy twosomes in two yo that rude rube is me
I know the HAssid with the hat has more tact than me lonesome loser G, appease me some lettuce with some onions indeed
Dress me up a steed and go step and fetch it
I'm lecherous
even when I met you just the other day
I'm suddenly wuthering over sunny heights
It's bright and I don't like it
maybe would bike it cause the flight of vicus cycles might spike some punches raunch up some paper bag lunches
It makes your tits sag when you hunch just straighten up
I make a big deal because I once got this paper cut
and I left it unattentended severed bending rhyme defending trending trendy henchmen ascending sending messages unrelenting from the subatomical bubonic holes of holds of secrets and festering regrets oh god I need a cigarette
those times we necked like bites in my neck
swear to god its like kikes owing debt
sewing wholes in nets like boeing jets flow out blood
and low and behold a bowman bow bowed to progress
and low another flood
I swear brought the knowledge I wrote about just above
Made it in a bubble maker earthquake to depict ripped ticks and rips in time and Left halifax so that I'd fix the kind of things I need to do be a real one of them but I ain't one
and now I need to ascend
gripping ripping fixtures aquitting mission statements with annoited hands and molded chrome vans with only one canister of shit that ran the shit it vanishes before your eyes and like some amish kids you can't remember cars ever existing now you're Master of the bating and the Wrist King
I miss things
No epistles sent me wishes just like thistles sharp to wake you to the shaking of the earth so birthing greater things with pangs that bring the family together just as the mother dies
and pain in your soul when she moves onto other guys I smother cries at night and in day I fade away under sun and yonder hall appalling grey and groovy grove that behooves me go and row with them and holderlin ain't never been heard of and instead I'm like yo word up.


travelling in your spirit train









Reflective Shield
spelling out sex with wheels look who squeals
I'm an appealing chemeon creaming on your face then clean  erase into aperion clearly I'm a dream or even grievous injury
I'm impinging on your delivery
a quiver be a reliquary for an arrow but a sparrow stares straight ahead at terror glaring in despair will only drive you deeper into depths unwholesome fulsome Folsom Prison Blues an falsum in my accrued total of emotive particles in participle supple arrangements I've been strange since look over there a quivering quavering grenade I'm relating to Haitian notation relation co-relation sublating already taking spots of rot in the stump that got me in a slump
But more lead to bump in lonely chumps in debt
I regret nothing ahead of what I jet set away from days gone slowly bygone rhinestone chromosome cortisone aborted fortress home I loaned out to monkey islanders and try to find bana island wars I'm denying my own primevaal forcesa nd aborted fetuses I least regretted recently I 'm decently ahead of several bevvys of heavy set ready met neat mates I rated codependent now resplendently attendant in the audience of bawdiness around us and foundering sense of awkwardness Im talking grotesque wrecks of husks and text I mean like forty pecks of pickled peppers I wrote you letters to tell you what befell you in my mind and now the crimes of grinding gears going queer and far beyond us and ensconced as we are like torches on the wall of an unforgiving fortress please appropriately comport this fantasy to the bracket we are tacked in please and tax bracketing thieves think we're stuck but they don't know fuck because they forget that flames go up.







Every time i hit the booth it's like Miracle Growth
Scientists agree it was empirically jokes
I'm tearing up a bit but get lyrically more focused at flowing this hocus pocus
drop the Loki-type Norse tricker shit and fix it
I got the licks to trick knowledge with words the mixologist , y'all stop and follow this
ain't no apologist I'm-a holler at all my kids to take off their bibs
cause now its time to kick it






what can you do
dead man's hand can't lose






Yo, dont worry bout that storytelling rap
Here's like fourty Morgellons so wack
they blow yo mellon in fact with syntax my flows goes astromonomical like a spacecraft yo
the days back then bloom in your mind when your tripping out on the 200 year old wine and pine trees overhead are dwarfed by the sess crops
yo down the street like pawn trees in an island despot nation all you haitians throw you hands up, if you ain't trying to grab onto something so you can stand up
yo transum cabs is tantimount to pandering to the crowd yo bandit with a broken brow token hoboken hobo growl
always bring a towel
 this mandible is so fowl
pass the sour lemons this way for the chicken shit dick in his hands plans to put the prick it it oh shit
the jokes on him, yo I roll up some tokes to go with the gin
Wish you were pitching in
yo
What are you tryna play
I dont know what time of day
The black rider say
just pass the jay
asinine rhyme like the days of life asinine sitcom strife, life ain't just a game of life
It's brief bro, take a brake and hit this knife
or else I'll nine your asinine ass
Oh shit, golly Christ
almighty seemed so mighty now the blessed and the meager to each his own, right?
I'm like, why over think it
Got enough in the money clip to get blitzed, many get some pinky rings and shit later in life when they're blinging, but for now I'm just singing.



copy that
hip to the hop
dont need no soft crap
I"m hard as rap
let's get retarded people
license to kill card bars unfiltered but hardly lethal
Descartes is so fucking evil
Greeting your people like their weak and feeble The opposite of Geoff Keoble, yo props!
Cop to that instead of harkening to a darkening swarm of ordinances and forty different tenses, pretentiousness sent bent in licentiousness French us these potatoes and see you later Darth Vader, dradle spin and grin at  what's become of pater piter pater atoms shatter catalyze and then your daughter ought to blot her mind out and I'll tell her belfour elf or self of celtic origin I'm whoring stories of war and their allegories in, born in and baring towards Oregon returning home to stories and the aporia I'm coring you a hole out of this apple to feed your dappled pony with and only if a moment rips time apart we can maybe start over, but for now I'll hold the mold of you and creepily apply it to the people I meet and try too weed out gleeful decency and lack of credence, allegiance to a easy answer emancipate your mind with cancers, it aint too fancy, just a mental depantsing by god yo fuck you tantilizing dancer a broken jaw mandible flapping and snip snappy snap is back for the evening, I leave you reeling from the rhymes and your gums with Gingivitis like your antonyms recede bleeding



putting sounds together ain't like putting nouns together
nouns will be the death of you
wrestle yourself around the mother/maiden/crone
and its the fucking sound of every goddamn blues bar
sounds can;t hurt you or move on their
own
and then when sounds of other soundsystems ripped your eyes open
You're bunning down the shit but I'm choking
I'm lying wide awoken in the early mourning yawning honing in on Klingon foreheads
Don't mean to be morbid, but if I didn't get you with the first then I'll bump you with more lead


doldrum hold me back from holding scolding scalding water and glowing neon lettering fettering my body to my soul
my audi rumbling bold from dire escalator hell



rows of graves like escalloped potatoes
 bivalves yawning like bored hoes with no place to go fellatio
I roam the streets of cold second world houses
war torn mauser rifle pock marked shocked you ripped the bark off as a kid my skin grows like acid in reverse
take me back worst of all the versrses rehearse us some curses to spit out
I bit my lip now straight through
I hate you
dont you know in my dreams you never stay put
I try to rub a fire together from the same wood
warped
and sea drenched
coach has me benched
I wish the seasons greetings would relent
instead of spitting out acquittal now and get bent
I indent what heaven sent
and I gave up only what I haven't lent
I saw your trick in fingerlickin chicken bone predicting doom
this here noon that sounds of coonskin drooping moons go loopdelooping lootpack hoofprints who lack packs of goons.
sweep it clean just like a broom kid


vagrant pavement pez despenser several women's spilled plecenta 100% of IMB's stock
A gallon of chicken stock
A smock
covered in the blood of the people I robbed
I didn't mean to the kill the pops
He showed me his kid in his wallet and so I only meant to scare him off
Unlucky really
But still, I ain't no sucker in Z league
And I ain't even cheesy
I'm actually quite easy to beat if you bm or displease me
Yeah, I get flustered and I start to cuss words that I never heard and I bust nerd skull open on the internet battles
I am intermittently belittled
stfu fag


It's much better now right
I cannot say youre wrong
because the cosmic forces unlit our porches and blew off my surrong
opened up my mindstates
I've thought about it a little bit and its mulled like wine grapes
Rotate like a sin wave or just let your pupils dilate the fine pine case is a blind daze of blinders on mind your own rhinestone wino python slowly dragging you into her
Dragon agon and gin
jiggling jello shooters
Magnum and friends so plentiful several tents of clowns full found gold bound downhill
Pull your gown down girl
So wound down and early birdish churlish I can't single out a wordish ATTACK OF THE BIRDS but its without the cameo of the director in service
Alfred Hitchcock
He'll make your bitch rock
no matter which cock the bitch got
she'll fuck like she's stuck like a hedgehog


I tell you I've cured myself of you
The Antidote was dope from home
Mind's so blown you can't take me anywhere.
It's simply a logical cognization of a theoretical practicality
my abstract reality codependent on your pendant thumb
resplendent cause your dents glint in the sun
Mendicant nun!
Send her to the sun
She'll do it for you if you really want.

CAncel that now,
endless habedashery slasher video
KliklakBLAUW
Algebra in the saddle of a camel
The eye of iron hot handle
and the will to anvil
A general miasma
Endless chasm within a chasm
Asymptote
of TOTAL WAR
Modal verb I soldier for
I told you before my only verve is curvy whores in foreign locales
and besides
I'm allowed








Try to fix my broken teeth and lack of decency
why haven't you asked me recently?
 And while youre at it don't mack so obviously son cause a mob will see ya
Do you know what he repeated that got him dead in the grave bitch
What he said sent that the feds and their pedophiliac friends with wack fades and bad tans
Look who's at it again
Fattening den of suitors looting servants quarters squeezing hooters
This place is teaming with the times that are lecherous
If you can't find wine, it's like yo "please go get me this"
and it s bequeathed to you
And unleashing new kinds of beasts in you
And I ain't talking bout the kitty cats
Here's another shitty rap
a little ditty that I wrote on my macbook clattering at add in a product placement adjacent to patent leather quasi-homoeroticism
I'm on the mission like George Jetson, in a spacecraft, I guess he''s working for his boss that robot on Jupiter recouping your house
Listen yo I'm lucid even though I'm sauced
and I've lost control of the ol' vocal joke jukebox rude joke broke ruby red socks fans hammering away at the ol' jukebox laminate adamantly innocently like adam and eve surmounting inanimate battlements while they're stammering clambering with amber in hand higher into stratospheres
At fierce rate
with Imaginative grace
I'm cumming in yo eye like some batter on your face

do you want the truth
or would you like more vermouth
in you martini getting wetter by the tiniest of boosts
or at your healthy cafe lunch of paninis and some juice
and digging up some rhymes from reading mother goose
but that don't apply to the sly fox
Im high up in dry dock
and mydols and vials of vital right or wrong deciding high wire diving don't apply to all
tidal pools bridal showers idle hours and back pat hugs



 kids on atvs with shotguns
red wing black bird
geese v
a family of hares
some river rat
cats are only human
STEAM

 canaan a land i dare not go to row to or motorboat to
and god says to noah I want you to go two at a time
soon it was mine
sudafed drip line
rip lines open
cloven hoofs and hands so folded closed arched in anxious pondering thought
whose banks have boiled over now that we've got rot running down red brown headspace a deadspace compared to what we've got
bleeding behind the back or around they way from
olden days come back for revenge
Burning molten golden age bubbling back at cha like acid reflux eating hearts for lunch like my dick is eating guts\
My 3 Rs are
reading writing and not giving a fuck
gonna try to ask me why but I'll evade your eyes just like the elfish geld luck
lying under the rainbow
and pools of gold lie bubbling back upgain
and leprachauns with ruptured hands and boils aboil across their faces
honest aces plucked from shirtsleeves
I'm giving thanks like killing turkeys
you're giving head to a fireman with burnt knees
I ain't shaking when I appear so wordy
So underground you heard of me from a little birdie
absurdity feeds on seeds and gets stuck just like a burr be
And all you chavs wearing burberry alert your vertebrae, ya slouching
maybe its all the time you spend on the couch and love seat and kick your feet up smoking reefer I mean complete your life better I said I need someone
for me to love
a fetus fuck that it greets us with open arms jus not regrets
aborted kind of decent half recent piece of the least of all my possessions I divested counteracted then ingested insects with syntax stretched west coast to halifax
my other axe is a battleaxe

that's pretty dece, its a whole bunch of raps instead of a thesis
pretty funky like a rhesus monkey
antithesis to the chunky campbell soup dinner for one
I'm bringing the gun running expertice of a madman add in an afghan hash connection  and you've basically got Charleton Heston minus the festering hatred of pestering third world nations
I'm like the new Kurdish nation
created by an administration sponsored by Reagonimic principles of precipitating acid rain and flaccid pain in yo dick to make you sick and think the same
as them
I make the same arguments
I just dont know hot to bargain it


kkk my shell away
burning cross albatross I shot down
When I want to I saw nouns
In half to match the rhyme flo
pho-netics on time yo, get your mind open, don't toke too much before you're woke up broken hokoben hobo with a coke donut
round your anus and you blame this on your friends and your family
instead of your ruminating hatred of your own damn reality
it's its own bad analogy 
is like valid ballot in a sea of malfeasance
sell visas on the black market for the dudes with the black level visa cards
I bought it cause I wanted a real piece of art








 spaghetti slurping burping like a working age baby
 turkish pastry perky tits and glitzy shit swing round like a circus thinking you know where the work is paid
sun hat sun block chun lee parry dirty harry Cary Grant child of antic witch's canticle and pedantic tantric orgasm come back to whre it was safe
boom boom the gun rack
bun that then pass that this way
Sun Yat Sen statue's an actual representation of history
This street, completed by single repeated phrases, this days was so blazed they cracked like a taser zap
cause the days back then seemed like blazing back lazing around and Cezanne blank canvases looking over whole batches of doors off their latches
a match is striking up and you can't beat the satisfaction
the maddest action movie groovy
Flipping your SUV over and an adrenaline mother lifts the rear axle off her daughter
I swear I'm debonaire Camera glare
and a spare one in my pocket
If you've got a mean talk but you jut don't walk it
I got this base but then I flocked it hawked it for cash for quick dash instant m ash potatoes felatios and freshly baked hos and ho cakes flow makes mistakes sometimes because as you bun down doobs and run lines till sunshines up from the horizon and dawn creeps across the sky and the nighttime bites itself in the butt like the ouroboros and devours itself and pilfers life from the jaws of welcome death
thank you your welcome death
my battery dont got no cellphone left
my self won't own up to what I make with it
and now so baked and shit
let's go up to the lakes for a bit I'm getting tired of the city air and taking in
fumes from the air and sating my waiting hearts that palpitating get me off the couch potating rating fate by alienation like Sarah Palin and vein business intrest scum driven and I count seven out of even ten demon heads of the hydra dragon severed from its beast of burden and I've been spergin' like I'm IdrA like a God without a backside detraction smacks like tides of blood against the foe and I was Amanpour reporting live from Mogadishu
the least you could be is be like Bisu
The keys you sharping on the wheels you grease decently decrease the creases in your slacks and now attraction enters into it
I 've become centred on the plecenta space out of space that in its place appears to erase and then displace traits I tend to blend into a fondu and melt over a candle of maybe sandlewood or something else and while its bubbling like a nothing else and kelsey grammer so hammed up I demand a recount
well well hell's bells add a pinch of what you will and then dip in bread on spears
open side of christ gone lear jet high and pie don't bake itself now
PLUS ONE ELF STYLE
In one fell swoop I fell in Helen's arms and karma broke open lop sided Trident smile survived it I'm still smiling, trail and error, Ferrah Faucet hot and cold and off and on it goes and flows and oh shit here it comes something you're humming for an unbelievable weaving pattern smashing fashioning tapestries out of raps that please the god's with seasons odds and ends as reason bends itself around the ground its standing on we're abandoning the nouns that we grew up with because bupkiss comes from stagnating like a patient waiting for a doctor when the doctor isn't up to scratch to match a tibia to fib you told to get some tension relieving medication
In summation innovation breeds sublating over waiting principles invincible instances of residual visual stimuli simulates mind states that you have when you arrive baked to a party and you dilate your pupils like your scruples tend to crumble under duty to booty and rube behavior assuages mages in their Savior style management of planning and some random shit like not scouting properly and awkward steeze when you're Nestea's a snapple and at a snap the snap's double tap mack slap don't leave on slack on lines that's dropping at the right time like sublime minds intuned with tunes and bloomed before a vortex opening and portal beckoned raps on through for you to laugh at
and it ain't half assed
I passed the test but then I quit it
Bit it like a bullet humming as it killed him
held him down like a villain with a mind straight illin' wack out of lack of penicillin for his raging syphilitic condition
missionary position fission power optimistic pop psychologist with a hollographic affective personality reality bending rhyme descending blowing steam like streams don't break they
're bending all the time to crying out everything
and beeverages aplenty awaait beyond the severing of the chord and if it strikes a chord it might abort a trifling pikeman grown up to hold a rifle in his hands so bloody riddled with a calling out for acquittal for his crimes and I'm a little disgusted now I'll stop

You cannot just 1a2a3a your way into the vajayjay

my little pierogi prorogue me forever





all balled up
I got crazy talent
Reclining in opining cause your opinions ain't valid
and a shallot is an onion but onions ain't shallots
Call it what you will
PIll popper
Can't blame me for being still ill
Cause if I pulled the plug I'd be a stopper
Cop to that
Harken to the sparking of the fact
Go ahead and wreck Iraq and pack a aplacka in the back cause tack with attractive women is what you lack
wack
Unlimited action
followed by back ache and paying taxes
keeping track leaves me in traction
Straight up hollow fashion bash my head in,
tick tick tick one off the list first thing to pack's the facts of life I've fact checked and in fact relaxed my dependence on
Now get to dumping co-dependant spawn
I send em on over to the end of October overflowing in owed debts
Cloying acrimony only gonna run a course if I keep to chewing Nicorettes
Bless his heart this fellow gets a mesosoprano and each of his annos stretches back to candlestick bludgened men in a lamplit room that Hamlet glooms over
a new man covertly and by noon he's over his head in over achievement decieving tenses you sent I lent to pent up frustration
I tend to temptation
I bend like an asian martial arts master and attack ya
with lyrical precision I'm killing
But I got a soft side but that pussy I'm still in
Chill and hitt an L tell you friends you was hell bent on selling melons like a Fruit Dealer
instead of getting iller than poet bank teller Bela Legosia saw a ghost of OCD ODB and a Truman Captoe
Okay he wrote a million miles a minute
but it's typing not writing a mic and a viking hat does not a rap snap together in a instant
been sent from ten tonnes of entomology couldn't tell you where heir of his own kingdom krumple your forhead like a klingon with concern for burning ore corridor to morbid horrors and Mordor Orc torture porn aborted fetus fortress of gorgeous portraits erotically arranged in sequence
and if that doesn't peak your intrest may we recommend this feast of idiots at your attention out the window
Play for keeps and envy a Shinto Buddhist who is blue moon focused on a hocus pocus notion so cogent to a few it blew your mind in two when and if you would hear it so it appears I'll be keeping to myself
Only the plus one elf
Here for your ear to hear don't worry I'll appear and disappear when you want me
No need to taunt me I ain't your Ponzi Scheme
I'm beyond the working mean I'm an internet meme
Centred on a thing beyond your keen ken dream ten miles big
while it zigs and zags overhead I'm dobermans
who found em and are feasting on the dead
Body of the Overman


may god have mercy on your souls for not even knowing how to move your head at a rock and roll show


ill meet you downstairs
in another land


oepn up my heart and have a seat
We got 'bout three
thirty on our watches
ten men counting colour swatches
robots for righteousness
so up tight they may just wanna fight us


got pickles on my sub: it was the change I was looking for!


I'm so anxious I'm past tense




mass produced
my mind like a juiced fruit



oh coco
I'm tired
lets just erase what I wrote and set the sentimental statement rated X
Wait for yor ex with baited breath oh no she ain't come yet
wait come get some more of that or maybe rent
a whole forty or more percent
I gave up for lent
Get bent
I ain't no president of nothing fuck that easier than dumpling grease stain tie dye
Try to find me some cyanide caplets and get to rapping dapper capulet
I said get to macking it
On refer I prefer this kind of saccrine shit
I got bills now get to stacking em split the bill now I need some weed or pills now to stay still  dont grill me over that shit
cooking just like batches

Intermezzo
FUCK YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU ARE NOT INTELLIGENT YOU ARE INANE AND no one cares about you and becky hanging out
"good story" yeah

fuck you
Ice pick in the back of your head get dead and if that don't sedate good enough I got some lead to bump
Fucking kind on edge but what's deeper than a bit of a slump
Ring Ring Ring now see the Forrest Gump Retard being retarded fuck off and get sorted into tax brackets, actually you die now
painfully slow because of eye gouge like a loaded lounge singer swing got bling up to his ears now Britney Spear's shaven head rear your head
devil and master
Call me caster oil
Make it smooth
Bevelled our corners and sever our fathers from us, Calling all-in for love and now scalding water takes the skin off your hands and your damn anvil brands burn sharp and diurnal
in your heart a budding kernal working itself towards the girl that you forgot you were pursuing and your paying your dues to blues singers sing song ding dong doorbell whose whole whore corridor I'm trying to dispell mix up cell shaded sell out divurging geld luck
I thought I said what the fuck loud enough to wake up a whole pound of stuff
rambling gambling canine hounds and gruff ruffles of furr around the scruff I hear a huffing and a purring over yonder now I''m suddenly gushing blood up out of about what's in doubt to me.

And I keep on wondering what I'm about to be.





write a love poem for me

 seabream
catfish
exeter
norway
these names you hold close
don't mean shit no more and fuck you
Salisbury
 Glocester
Be in these flowing cups soon forgotten
Head drunk blotted out of begotten mind
I'll hop on top of time
Like its not hip to be on top of the pops
I'll cop whatever drop top convertable I've heard of, alert to your assorted world views
Open up to what's outside your purview
Concerted effort like a zypher with surely render pleasant days of convalescense
and like a dream turn reality to sugarcane
and what other way than to blow his brains all over the ceiling
I swear it seems appealing
Maybe if I took a pill that tilted weather vanes
In vain my veins run
and stained with stained blood
the grass, the tree
the leaves on the ground
leaves a hole I still feel leafing through photo albums
photovoltaic doldrum brightener right when her sight goes I made it alright to abide in what I'm finding slowly harder to.
Now you're me and I'm you.
But if I were you I'd keep my head up.








damn it all to hell I swear it smelled of the thigh bone foam that jello's made of
Well I don't know
Honestly Mon amie
angenieux in lingerie
bon nuit
but
The longer we congregate over
moon rovers
long dead ministers
 sinister winters
copious copiest printers
Obvious instruments of my own destruction.
Fuck that shit I'm a push a button and eliminate
wipe away what you had to say and now inseminate a world by myself
Spoken open by wide mouth elven chorusers
Forests of sound growing out like Morris line for us to die to then wake up
I ain't making it up
It happened
I just can imagine why I forgot to set it down before enormous other adjectives did take me over with themselves and
tricked the elves out of their chorus and forests burned and Horus stillborn
well worm
forelorn bored scorned self destructive instructive
buck toothed 8what the fuck is this?
Fuck this and practice acting fucked as all hell well I'll just stick to Sadie instead of particpating in the bated breath waiting
patent latent patient out-patient husk of outer coating
about your mother moteorboating hotel strippers and ripped faucet fixtures out of the walls of bathrooms
and evil men in back rooms assume past views of you to rate you against
and you remember them too like thinking of death
and when you went away the february ebb lessonned considerably
and admittedly decisions did come about with latency
A quesadea frying don't make the I and I any better
I wish you found the letter hidden in your dresser
better fess up now and sever secret fetters
decently weathered and what I settled for over time my secret sister
I wished I had what I bet she had had
I left her
 and lost I will forget her
inside my own mind
I'm going backwards/forwards at the same time
cause backwards is where you tend to hack words
together into patterns
oh that's just seeems
like a back woods sensibility
But don't you know them fools is majority
Well you go to work
You see the king
You shirk, you shirk your responsibility
Well don't you know, you see my dream?
Well they go like coffee cream
inside my coffee
it's delicious
except it ain't too nutritious
for the body, or the soul
add some sweetener with wherewithal
you don't know what you're going to do, except backwards/forwards like a screw
just turning turning digging deeper into wood
it don't go same just like it should
it goes so different like a curse
it moves and drives like a moving hearse
a-carrying bodies to their death, but first
making stops for coffee at Tim Horton's
I'm at a red light
What the bother?
What the fuck?
Your father or your mother is in the back of my own car
Don't flatter at all
Go to get out of the car
At the stop light get a fucking coffee from Tim Horton's
seems like more work than post-mortem of the dead
talkin' bout the wicked kick in the back of the head
oh oh oh
you tried to roll your own joint as you go for a drive
don't know can't roll at same time
you've got to flow and duck and dive
cause that is what we do
when Kerouac is one and two
don't know the zoo for anyone
you just clutch loaded gun
it hums like a bullet past your head
your fake patois leaves some dead
but others it only says
come listen closer my friend
you're worthless get out my bending participle
back I'm going backward
Affectation start a nation
filled with fake patois interrogation
fall backwards like a specimen
on lounge or questioning
don't question my integrity
oh everyone should just let me be
I'm sitting here at the end of a century
thinking thinking thinking
well 20th was pretty good
but 21st is shitty wood
it's filled with worms and bugs and knots
it turns and spoils and urns in spats
it got shit on lockdown
but where is my fool with his crown?
and where is the shit you got to do about...
before, before, you wear a beefeater suit and uniform
but who or what's the norm
now that normal's been replaced
back we're forming in outerspace
don't you know we're going pretty slow ?
And everybody wishes they could just be a pretty prole
a little goal
not morbos
stand between september 11th
don't you know or hear the pleasant
sounds of heaven
scream again and
I don't care if you're John Lennon
or Vladmir Nabokov
one whole world over for the cops
i'll just go put a security camera
don't care about karma, drama
I just want a new dharma
filled with all these kinds of karmic forces
oh feel that
Horse I endorsed divorcing
Orson Welles and a pair of forceps
Of course this short list resorts to extortion
I'm more concerned with Tim Horton's
Inordinate ordinance
Lording its swordsmanship and cohorts the Vortigaunts
Ordering us like ordering ants
well it feels like their ordering plans from Iran
don't got no cyber attack no plan
no spanners no spammers
I just got that shit bananas
straight from the cooler
and don't you know you should leave them out of the refrigerator
cause I've been a hater
cause of minarets
and cigarettes
and these citadels are bigger threats
than in the time before you died I thought to myself my surprise it seems like knvies it cut so nicely into flesh my bigger threat
my bigger threat is my regret
this cigarette in deeper yet
these regrets
I got for you
you seemed so true
it seemed so true
but now my life is torn away
and my mind
and now I sing
It really is
It really is
It really is
But Papillon
that's a million
at everybody's cotillion
billions and billions of packages
well I don't got nothing except an abacus
kind of move
it sounds like battleaxes across your caddilac's rooftop
well hear the hoofprints stop
the tapping feet
and everybody goes where they met their firstborn love
that first bore love







I can;t stand music these days
I wish I had a cat
that never ran away
come back  come back
I dreamed she used to stay
Under my coat
where she was safe
but then sharks and reefs
in hot soup like toxic seas
There's no going backward
acquiesce
unless you walk like a fool
You talk like a fool
Goddamnit I love her
Goddamnit I want to die
I say it over and over like an addled sort of rhyme
I want you over and over
cant stand the separation
I want you over and over
Why are you gone now when I need you most and I remember so well that you'd never go
I rememberthat you'd be here forever now severed cord plug in bolt of fire dazzle dance now fade away two note solo approaching hell
I laugh because I shot her down in a game of William Tell
Like William Burroughs sounded out the beat of the death knell
below human ears no note from blunted broken bell
I'm coping hardly well
Cards on the shelf
and coins for wishing well

Don't let that hurt you now
You're not old enough
Listen girl, you can nurture your awful elegant side
Whisper white my pregnant bride
I'll be your voice my silent child, just let me talk

I'll say what you coven chant cant
Leave me alone
Open ovens back to Kant
We can't go back
To essential relation
To each his own vacation
I'm preaching isolated aching heart that's making art poorly
I'll take what you can give me and take too much
always take too much, I can;t let go, I'll consume the earth world mother breast milk
and I'll poison the cunt till its rotten adn ruined for my brothers and my children
and no one else but me shall be and I shall be important
and potent before pockets of
and grasping open lockets of remembrance decembers embers never dance before your eyes so bright and frightening as they might seem in the dying nighttime
wake u in the day time and see the rays of sunshine and that's all well and good and bit by bit prime but bit by bit my mind
I don't know
reopens I hope or maybe I'll crawl up in this scavenged sea shell and get comfortable
Retracted detracting from manufactured self what else melts didactic synaptic patterns that might backflip landing on their standing legs
or I could just abandon things...




I knew As soon as I crossed the boreal brook
mud on my shoes
blood on my hands from my guts spilling out
but still in doubt I look up as he ran
gun man in the grand stands
shoots me down
\down I tumble
In your chest's a buzzing bumble
Hearts that rest in talk of trouble
Bought another but she brought the bubble maker from home
Bungled broken bone
Leaves a
Sticky floor
dirty toilet
violets withered on the dresser, photos arranged on the mantle
of an old and cold and empty fireplace hearth
Making you want just the worst kind of warmth
In your heart
I want you broken open taken back
this aint no TV show like breaking bad
Awaken to the bacon frying burning eyes of men and man
Coffee sure can wake a man
Take me by the hand you crooked cannibal
what is your wicked plan?
What does your evil scheme involve
math book solve
pasta water scald
ask the man who's bald and call him out cause he's older
carries under his arm a folder of undercover cases warm to his heart
wheel with the wobbly cart
Horse trundling behind
unbundling prime matter vaccuums
what's lacking dude?
Tag team plus two
Plus one
Elf
Busting puss up out the self
like Jacob hiding under pelts
I make your heart and iceshelves melt
I got one vice trade spice for geld
Four score or more bored mice and men
Christlike went
before a cold and open sky
and behold no reflection
So made up window dressing
to fill in what was missing
in their lives like hiding children
I'll ask you please
to hold the peace if you are willing
and I'll start from the beginning
I meld together whole tribes of celts with the bastard luck of cards on felt
I smell the smelt
of Trickster God
stinking fish and smelting rod

close your crooked eyes like a book
in your crooked hand a hook
tearing through wearing white plastic gloves and holding
emboldened cold and spineless tweezers so I dont crack the binding
stacking so highly now that I'm buying me weed and I can start abiding
Maybe stop lying
Prying wood apart
Open up a heart to nature's Bride and bridal train
Sidle up to frying brains
Am I insane or are migraines
Biding their time like migrants hiding from border cop Tylenol
Why resolve anything?
I'm calling the everyman
I watched the death of a salesman but Vlad the impaler can
sparkle when he degenerates
into a artless embargo target marketed at narcoleptics
Our collective invective is growing like Ublek did
and I'm dissecting it a bit at a time whittling corn cob pipes with rhymes to spark a quanta of an ontological hodge podge of odd vaudeville acts
Girl, holler back to me
It's too bad we have to part
And after our...
whateveryoucallit
I'm so green I'm collard
and you can bet it's  popped
At at party get so blotted off of wine up out a box
It's name was Alex
Every man has his Callicles 
please ease off of these things that I hold close to me
Now you're gonna have a whole feast of roasted me
Eat the meat off of my bones braised and brown ground down to balance out the shallots in the sauce
You were so good at that before
But that opportunity costs
and hoodrats galore
I've been jooked bad before
But now there're good guys that'll pull scores
cuz that word good don't mean shit no more
cause what's called good is really evil
and this evil's a weasel kneeling before an easel
Leaning like the tower: Piza
I wear this shirt cuz sleeves so breezy
Please believe I love this cheese it is so Brie-y
I Camembert it any longer, it is agony to be apart from you
and part the rind and out comes goo
So much better than good
and ripened with age
and likened to sages of old with age it grows mold but bolder flavours may save our days which unlike the cheese are numbered
Kindly
Rewind the tape
Before you return it
Or you'll spurn my company
do another bump in the back behind the stacks of DVDs
Suspect curiosity is blossoming
I need custody
except now I'm busting like a water mane
Sword cain ledgermain overblown wedge of fate
I said I hate
you
so many times
countless as fireflies
our lives meaningless as fecundity
its abundantly clear now
but from ear to ear now
I hear whispering
passing like a germ germane to Germaine Greer's understanding of the German solution as applied to women and the living situation
we're the living bitch lip swollen
I got an itch and it's rich with pronouns for nouns I can't account for let's get pennies over counters red cent heaven sent dent in your forehead chump
I got more lead to bump
Cause in my throat I got a lump like in your mother's breast
and smoking sess will make your forget where it was exactly like Watson's wound from shooting galleries make us misplace wartime visions and think their recreation
Let me wreck your vacation by inserting visions of the enprisioned economic victims of your guiltless blissful tourism
It's banality an alley way of alley cats just played out factories
and we're getting plain out-factoried by China and I'm a little worried about that
Like a cat scurrying my taxes are hurrying their way away from the dog with bone buried in where was it again he left it?
I'm bereft kid
Festering and fetted
Indebted
Take that clock and set it
I get it
whatever it is I guess it already I got blessings from angels demons or voices of conscience
Add it up to nonsense
Swear this hash was the blondest
I'm like way far beyond it
Now that we've Rubiconned our way beyond the typical wounded faun shit


Dropping out
Sounds about right
Here in under half an hour
or you get it free this time

fucking toxic breath for no one lonely pronoun
no referent defer to the specialist
I say you ain't cut out for this when the going gets tough the roughest get ready while the rest get going I"m flowing out my nose like a quick summer cold
I'm like take this and stick those
rip that and pimp those hip clothes and vintage riffage I'm a get to smoking spliffage which is more limpid than shrimps waiting in temperate temperatures
Essentially no looking back stick your hook in that
book it back
I need a frying pan with a black bottom that doesn't come off
come off it
sophist
bring back the hot shit
that shit was hot like the bottom of a rocket
get that bass and flock it with fake grass
high above breaking glass
falling piano anvil better pray fast



your eyes like muffintops (overflowing)

rhymes like cares in the world
I got some but rhyming aint one of them
Cause I don't give no shit?
In jail we'd put a shiv to the bitch

cannibalize your own mother
broken bottles
isotope asunder
wake up to the bacon grease
the least Trieste yet I bet you vetted that before you got upset



Sleeping all day don't lead to shit
Read your history books
instead of getting ripped
these days you're getting gyped
Got that whiskey breath
when you lean in for the kiss

Not that it bothers me
I obviously ain't too obvious
it feels like highway robbery
this auburn hobgoblin
bobbing on your cob like she was
slobbing the knob son
cob's bread will lob gobs andt
I'm large in charge son
And that high note's flat
like a flat bottomed barge be
I like my pork fat lardy
and when bars don't card me
cause it makes me feel like a baby in a car seat
I got Rabies and I'm nauseated
cause we dated then she separated like
Bosnia and Herzegovina
I be seeing you
nod at me when you
pretend to be on your
free European dream vacation
Inhalation
Exhalation
Hold on patient latent limitation
patent leather shoes
We all await the delegation
from the island nations
rising tape worms
eager for sugar
Gotta wait your turn
Or pick it out like a booger



another bowl for the troubled soul





I admit
it makes me so sick
i got to stay home
+ I'm gonna hafta find some sicker shit
stand outside of concerts smoking cigarettes
flick my bic as I tic one off the list, bringing up a child motherless growing up an organist with a borg in his head pour on the meds lock me up call the feds the red's taking over
or if the cliffs of dover motorola phone in two tone and you can't predict
where I'm going
No I didn't think so now that you
Blink so often sounds like falling snow
on solid oaks
Im calling all my bros
This may be maybe kinda gross
Certainly the warmest roast coffee bean
I need buttons to do up all the seams
the hardest since artless crushing maybe hush up a bit your gushing
But hear me dearly departed White Russian
How come it's always you
again
a few of them
like a whole crew of workmen shirking their own brikenstock problem
bobbing like apples
I like my ponies dappled and my Nestea Snapple
now try to grapple
but you can't because I'm the eyest apple
Smoothest fish scale on a mackerel
Draw a map for tapping shoes
But make sure to keep on rapping dude
do that again
duodenum green around the spleen
and mean at chewing chewing gum
I swear its just two of them
bringing down the house like Reichstags in Berlin or whirl them off toTubigen
I've got my Mauzer pointed at you again
Swear it wasn't proven maybe lose an eye to the boutonniere on the privateer well I guess I'll keep it as a souvenir
cause when you lose something, it means you can keep it closer

What's the point
It never smelled so good as it did when she crossed over
Now, if the thing that you're thinking stings
Just undo what's already been done
and build it all back up with more support
More entire points of intrest than make our winches synch their stomaches up
I swear I'm flummoxed
Catch a buzz
Rub me the wrong way
This song says what It does because I have to stay away

your absence lets me hold you close the way I cant when you're here
Two or more housing projects going up
Acorn in his hands
Grenade almost thrown back in time
Wreck his mind with hypnotherapy
Re line back and sip slowly from his cup of fucking nothing
Paper clip this together
It's falling all apart
THere is no hope only times when you forget to mope
I forgot an oath I made to men in boats that is don't get attached if you can float
Round and round isotope
Make my night seem darker than
it should, by my own earning
Sand gets everywhere now that beverages have dried up my eyes on my wrist cut blood red like I wish I was
history channel ice cream bowl poised on your fat gut gut rot hugs with no arms
I got no charms
holding shotguns in both arms
Bogart got nothing on function button pressing robots hat flow hot out the top of valcanos I swear I'm drinking draino
seems kinda slow maybe and top of broke
Who knows
I program more grams into bored hands driving ford rams to ford dams blocking their on board navigation
Cancer grows in your brain and you try to stay the same mommy
You're laughing in the dark for me
Take one look at me
Hook it up to my ruptured eye start a retard mouth drip breathing space time needs to seem the same as no thinking rhyme I got a grinding tooth a middling jaw ache contrary to my mistake I create fakes aint it grating on the nerve swerve away from bay shores and curve alon ike bay windows been to shinto temples when I bevelled my everyman corners off
now the orders took me home again and now my river seems so runny
and the days themselves seem sunnier but now the clover smells of honey
through the clover runs a bunny hopping back and forth through the green like money I'e brought from home grown up all ungrateful, meet a sewer grate full of bits of stuff kids cut up and throw away
I stow away on boats too big for me to be found in now Im lounging scrounging up space to go from town to town in
Dressing gown crown him with nouns beginning with proud king Ezra Pound fascist backs his way towards the foundling dowdy how do you do today mr. history teacher reach your hand around so awkwardly I mock you hard G and talk so ardently you're sure to be pretty pretty limited
I made it out of paperclips twisted round so they'd look human
I brooked your criticism and then we parsed your poor decision
with cigarette numb tongues
bigger threats to your lungs than when guns get bigger and when your figures turn out wrong




No frozen joseph brings in the lights after christmas
I miss the way you talk
ho ho ho
christmas time in upstate new york
Maybe a little abrupt but with minds this dark
Turkey's will roast with skin crispier than tree bark
See this is hard
Brought up always looking to who was in charge
It's odd
these feelings brought up by this kind of shock
It's kinda wicked but I want
every square inch of this table clean
I want knives and plates andd forks
inviolate keep of mabeline
the dessert spoons are in the chest of drawers with the linen
You bring the wine
I'm bringing the sinning
Cinnamon cookies and drunken singing
The sin of men's wicked and drunken living
Men with minds of women
Bribing their beginnings to pretend they don't recognize
the colonizer
follow the dotted line with your eye for just a second and I'll reckon nine times out of ten
Bend don't break
descend
pretend
and now a blend of endless cheap dates
feeling like a cheapskate over wine and a cheap steak
like my brain was mostly beefcake
Cause parrot fish does not a reef make
and parasites got their sights only on one thing
and that's where they're gonna get their next bunning
That's why I keep a gun in the glovebox
shove the boat off the docks
I like my love rocking back and forth like a scotch on the rocks

black out
spectacular
makes the regular seem heavier
I'm a sort of everyman I guess
severed head I can't stand so relent
or else get bent
pent up anger leads to heavy breathing
so pass up some of that trident
Pride and prejudice when you diss the presents that the pie in the sky sent
I can freshen up and look my best
I got an eager heart going thump up out my chest
I'm dying for some loving but what I need is time to rest
I'm going blind smoking sess
So convince yourself of this prison of religion so mind can't protest
Go test the limits
bring us back some peanuts cause were nitwits
I mean it
Preen this feather so Mesozoic it was frozen in the sediment
Halifax cracks my head apart like sedatives protect the really dead at heart
I'm ahead at the start
so I might as well walk



 go go so called action hero
mack me up some dinner or at least a gyro
keep your retard hand a frozen claw beer hold
retread beats let out at night
up at night fuck your childhood lightbright
assassins dont retire
I got you in my sniper sights
bout time to do a bump just the two of us bruising it up choosing rude love over stupid blue pills cheap thrills and back pat hugs
that's that rap that stung
pass the blunt
cowboy
down boy
That ho'll slob your nob like a chew toy
That may seem crude I ain't trying to make you blue
that's pretty cool hand luke of you

fastest gun hand
with the slowest trigger finger
so cal
bro call shot fall all in balls to me all the same to rain men to me brain him with neat  bullshit connected to weakness preach peachy clean each to his own business quiz me over cuisinar bizarre grave shift make shift wake boarding word up hording stuff in my locker box for toxic caustic rhymes like bostich pins grin and hollering bring me coffee and a bagel or save me some bravery gravey for my mashed potato kato to my brit reid xhit stream green around the gills pills your popping keep copping before you're rotten often bought  cotton stuffed shirt flirt dont blurt out words cause if you do riffs will do you in grin and bear it swear it was the truth youth and uncouth moose or boosted juice that's looser than a hoochie's cooch

 poses prose as foe to opposable thumbs


disjointed anointed
get that joint lit

i was underground in the dark for three days
just waiting for the tides to be right
we got humungous fungus butterflies
dancing the jitterbug with the bride of the night
sean connery apology call this college age "we all change" brain dead haze
bread machine nicholas cage dick in his face
sprinkler kick christmas card to your folks take a toke and turn up the bass
I learned me adjacent principles, wince now hit the bowl, Nikolai Gogol
Top prime motor
Tic Toc Time Rotor
I wore you on a shoulder holster while you bolstered your own self interest in vindication for your christmas wish list's missed pinch hit

ink?
Go down the sink
Blood red like
Iron and Tired like zinc
Awaken to the bacon frying
thats remarkable
time to spark a bowl
Love is a funnel
Or a wicked dog that's kenneled
seven out of ten will bend till the dam breaks
but hands behind your back say
you're waiting for a cab
so let me call you a taxi

tap tap tap come on back to me
Actually now that you passed me
Everyone looks like you from behind
Take a second for the tape to rewind
Crawling covered in bugs need a hug swear it wasn't stings that stung
time to catch a slug between the eyes

But I ask to be kind
Vascular so prime
Past away now sign the dotted line dot dot dot got a lot pickle brine for your brain
it'll help you wait off rotting age
got a lot of double gauge
bubbling up trouble so glad you came
to Santa Fay
and to think
Tinkerbell well well impell the long legs of the crane
Blonde head looks the same
Bondsman took the bet for personal gain
Worst of all pain
Like the bursting your bubble in your vein
these bitches say its bad blood
smells like a batch of sad love
get me blunted early in the running
bunning down blunts stunning in fecundity
Now my mind is sundered from my body
Wandering round start a noun partying garden snake raking ardently
grand stand man the panda bear hand up for the debonaire
Lebanon and Laissez-faire
The days they glare out of the darkness
I cover my face with my hand like a tarp to block the wind when I try to spark this
Park this carcass next to your artless portraits
Cause I take a mold and then I pour shit in
fortunate porch with a torch lit guiding you in
biding my time with a cool glass of gin
a new class of cool pools round your stems
blow his brains out
played him out
like what more can you say about it
I got the tuber root from whence truth sprouted
Motor mouth bout to blow through that shit like it was a picnic
easier out than wrist slit




blooming onion smoking gun
hun village pillaged
chillers, please fill us in on the willfulness of the perpetrator just to hurt you later
I'm a reverse your hatred
simply stated I think its worth its weight in baiting breath
every minute I swear I hate it less
I sense regress tessellating itself across ocean shelves of lost worlds
foster children building homes for lost girls
deep in the shadows of the sea
come saddle up and see
sea anemone remedied by clownfish
 all around fish
circling
houndstooth jackets
elbows that I'm working in
Better have detection cause I could be lurking in your Kirkegaard and workaday coffee percolator circumnavigation of the planet earth
Dirty South
Poppin in that ass ya





 press sleep again sleep again five more up and down cutting melody yelling in my ear spirit child sour star yellow dwarf suckling voicebox sickle teeth curving worrying brown and sensible peahen reason seems as beauteous and two bumblebees vibrating butts why hate seems like love in the right lighting
and eskimos txt now that we taught them written language
i swear they're smitten with it and making maps to bandage the turtle world swimming back of a turtle world
hurtle downwards
rock to fertile soil
grow golden fields of wheat like a boiling ocean
flat as your highschool girlfriend
I know you think I'm joking
hard as oaken drinking coke awake 8awaiting world's end




cannabutter you want to be someone other than yourself wanna see something else I mumble questions under my breath my hesitation flakes off so patient I feel like an out patient Blanket yourself a home, under god blunder upon sometrouble maybesome more but as long as sacraments in store that feeling remains seems the same as it always was or should have been grow like wood between coils of a fence cause offense at the stench of that astral planary canary dispensary tenser bandage  I sandwiched between where I should have been and the place you were last seen, somehow you're part me past me plaster cast cast away now updraft me now that i"ve drafted up what you're lacking macking solar plexus happiness or else its this semitic critic vitriolic cholera calling you home hollering bother and collard greens, awkward teens and the girls from the magazines

cop a seat
beat cop
heat up some
dun dun dun coloured hun village to get to pillaging



number one lucky

lucky ducky fuck you
how bough me sucky sucky before I cut you





seven thirty early bird got caught out blot of inkblot out this and that now
cadillac roof rack yo

red letter day sent heather in to say what she could
grain elevator
could have would have should
Always warping Norwegian wood
poor heathen hands
amputated foot
clamp onto that for sustenance redeemer so supreme like slices of orange or was it other than that my mother bothered to smother cats into hat boxes to cross border stops and my lox and cream cheese sandwich spots still waiting getting up early baking up in the morning bagels muffins rugula usually two of them will satisfy last one is mine I said to myself my health my mineral wealth sooner or later a drop of water will melt witches stitches in the side duck blind jumpoff to bump off chumps with
humpty dumpty comes back together with a jump
when I flick the switch
electric light
silly hoofs
hoofs cant help
rooftops to watch from but pump shotgun and all Saul Rubinek
blew my neck out working with him from Fraiser Craning it so much
not that I blame him
the laughs he soon festooned round the glow of Daphne Moon
pass me soon
spy hunter

blink your way  down life's road
so wrong you were
now Mao leg toad
how now Meg Robot
show me phonies worth pointing out






a ll at o nce
some times to gather together is rather dangerous
stranger stuff has happened to strangers since tapping toes
rapping supposes snap's all there to rap
those prose poems
mosey on over Antarctica free state lonely other
roam in coves so bitter whether her father or maybe older brother smothered well its fucked her up quite uptight John Updike abrupt like on the uptake
like this life aint no cupcake

Cardboard box
no hobo inside
no homo bro though I'm pro gay marriage cuz I ain't loco you know
sometimes that po mo ain't po enough
whatever I don't care
most of the time I get booked by the po and stuff
dWhatever it is, lance it
cant you
dont you wont you know sophistiation's really just isolation dont you know the height of culture vultures over carrion ferrying diseases east like rats to cheese
carrion meat so nice to eat,
99 cents paid full price
a greedy treat for me
3d straight to DVD
Beetlebug feotal hug stung so vulgar bulgar wheat nourished boorish sheiks pedaling oil toil and trouble boil and broil for 10 minutes
outlook bleak
oh to be known as the only decent human being
recently peace and mind seem fleeing
keys to car to key your car dont drive you very far
dont worry we can walk to my favourite dive bar
hive mind and tunneling claws
oh no chrono boost out another lone ranger instead of just another cold stranger nod danger in the face as it savors defeat like a nascent disease come east on rats to feast on our superfluities
go for stronger nouns
seek out icons
if you dont create at least borrow them, to do without is without sense while pretense it has in spades degrades relays evades the question mention it again when you see her in detention I sent you those messages.  Your message machine spoke bad poetry.

How bout super rad poetry?

Fuck you kinda sad poetry that had poetry as its only friend in a time when cronyism and phony women bent his heart to cynicism
you cant finish wisdom before you set it down
get a better noun to explain away what sounds like criticism
bit his lip and bled a little
thought of christ but was really only just a victim of his own narcissism
I parse a poor decision so envision a prison of your our mind and I'm chime in from time to time as your ascorbic tour guide
Virgil with some peptides
I say lets ride
rhinoceros  down fossilized rockslides rolling possums for wheels flossing steel grills powered by burning posthumous works for some light in the dark
like tycho might spot
brahi ahi tuna blew my mind and now you know what its like cause my mic it will spark

Double Rainbow
Double Arc
Trouble, danger fuck them bitches with the poison darts
turn around I give you shocks
patriarchy sent me flahs with my jahs
and the matriarchy lent me just marx and this box
It's fucked
cause my left rook just got jooked by this crooks knight hook I musta mistook
brook to criticism
I bid you rid your mind of hesitation
make your move your rude deceiver moves his hand to the clock
mandibles took in sand and book
from I land where your phantom look
Animal Man and Cabbage Cook
Have a can't imagine what
Dont it look nice
bot a claw for a hook don't it jook nice
I stuck to dice but I only win half as many times
laugh as many times as your heart desires boy
I admire you
Irelands tired of you
on to Europe Stirrups up
No need to be sentimental
Only the philosophy and the breakfasts are continental

Halifax spits only lonely tracks
I'd mack tracks in the snow but the slush turns to mush when you touch it
Get them ideas under budget
Heavy handed bludgeon hegel into your face mace ain't heavy enough dead enough men in their youth to be proof for lucifer whose the worst proust puss in boots tooting his own horn corn of cornucopia I'm hoping you reconsider
I be a litter of kitties quit hitting the crack get to petting cats instead of bats
I'm actually totally off pot now me and my dog got to getting along
cept this one time
I met your mom in hong kong said my bong is so bomb long bomb chron spawns bronze fonzi lookalikes to double team her while I stay up and look at night out my window
shinto silent night winter wonder took my Santa Fay kitchen tile fusion pile too facile I almost pasted out
cast iron cooks cook crooks and their cronies in
the fires of
Boney M
Sony Playstion III
SOLARBINITE BOMBs


light up a spliff write a little bit
eyes so wide like a racehorse chomping at the bit
kiss the night women don't got to be the right woman
grab a falafel afterwards it think that might be cumin
taxi back all wack off our stacks need to relax and hit some that stuff in the sack
for a minute back there I thought you'd be cuffed and in the back of that cop car
You're in for a shock son when we spot you on the doppler
Pigs all on top of ya tell em they get one step closer and you'll chop their fuckin' arm off
I'm pulling the alarm on the Westbound train
pop a shot in his brain
you trip for a minute and I'll give you the same
now stay sharp
Life is a pond and you ain't the biggest Carp
and your sons are counting on you like your wiz is counting carbs
I'll say it "life is hard"
like my dick so stick to licking it
I like my joints bic lit flick it like your clit miss
Ho Ho Ho and I wish you Merry Christmas
Laid off work after that piss test
Barely have enough cash to cover the wishlist





What does it mean to have nothing to say?
Maybe I just need to accept that that's okay.
Fuck you, fuck that.
I hate your arrogance.




new year's eve
count down time to
 grieve over the last one
promise yourself the next one
 that's kinda messed up
I delight in finding pockets filled with old letters
never mailed
chain mail
chain letters
insane young letters
"I love you now more than ever"
No
Now
That rings hollow
Now I only remember remembering embers left dying drying my eyes clean
Descend into defending ending up rear ending penitent men of cloth
here's some Visine
cold as Hoth
sold her solar spawn at half cost
I swear she worked her ass off to rid herself of people who could pass off for her
so unique in every way that I swear it did destroy her
coyly rule lawyer my employer Tom Sawyer to paint your quaint and rickety pickety fence.
look what became of the famous ents
that's lame
in a sense
but in another sense we're innocents
so might as well go at it
we can probably swing it gratis
at his satisfaction passes into fascist tendencies
lets bend an ear and spread a sense of ease and pleasing adequacy
I'm passing fleeting feeling of acrylic paint peeling
aint that quaint dlink modem bodum bloated photo potent quota of a supernova moon rover
I'm soon to log flume over to Monrovia and overthrow some of the government
Iike JT I'm lovin' it
siphon life from pipes
like the poxe of grypes 
now rub it in




  

sincerely Walter B. I know I always falter, see I'm often always coughing while I'm tripping on my living situation; the darkest of times speaks of new organization, a few feudal poor so poor at presentation, in our present age just awaiting living in, I'm thinking that the criminal cost got to be prohibitive
I'm giving voice to the derivative
All up in your lymph nodes
I'm livid when I'm limited
I'm like take this and pimp those
But don't pimp hoes
Simple I suppose
I knows the flows so that's just how it goes
My life don't mean nothing without rhyming no mo
I'm so po mo
oh no!
phono in solo so no broko by yono I'm on my own chrome so blown dome phone home grown men swoon women dim their eyes like sipping sarin gas balloons and talking like mickey mouse
wikipedia brown
sticky fashion blouse
ration those between yourselves
but remember to always be yourselves
I seem to dwell in a place halfway between halfway between
I'm halfway between the last place I've been and an imagined vagine
So I settled right in and I made a tajine
full of mullah lamb and beans
damn its so keen
good as salmon to me
come out of your coma momma owe me some of that please
watch as lots of blotches appear on my careful counting watches amounts to notches in the bedpost I fed roast boar to hosts of the worst foragers
the worst always win because we're headed down and the crown on my head seems so deadly now get ready steady jet set several feet ahead of me bed me fed me led me by the hand to steady living ready ahead of me I love your every inch
whether or not the object that I've held melds every instance since I've glimpsed I wanna rinse my hands clean mandible anvil him
damn that can't spell plan b
adjectives seem so clever now seem so hasty taste the salt in your spit quit bugging me for it I store it in the fat between my ribs
my skeleton ribs
I'm telling you kid
tell your kids
Bellmen don't kid
I bid you cross the bridge between your mid life crisis and the life of Cid Vicious
I wish this bitch tit bull shit was on some kind of fantasy wishlist contest for terminally ill children
I'd fake an embolism and assemble several vestal virgins festering urges to bless me and question the difference between sorbet and sherbet?
shaking her butt
what is gelato?
Begin with vibrato and plateau in to sado masochistic sophisticated bated breath annihilating grating on the nerves word to your mother mother bird I bid you roost on Teutonic cruton crunch through your armour amour charmer charm a garden snake rake a garden to the larder earthen hardware warder of this side of farmer vegetables don't card her
train the roots to roost round to boot







                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     
I took one David Lynch glimpse at your pimped out shrimps limping imps and limpet mines said, this is mine Kristallnacht and Wisenheim diamond mine grind It's all the same grape vine taste my blood wine
blue velvet black dripping snot ripping hot love that I bought from home Roman love gone so rough
make or break you or suffocate you bee sting puffy eye cufflinks so sparkly I must think Berkeley's barkers doctor's orders Oder's forders secret folders older than mold spores cold wars dull and vulgar bulgar wheat shortages two planetary fortresses non cartesian surfaces fiery furnaces piling word association toes in ocean cogent motion passed through parliament and queen our senses are keen intense pretense will puncture spleen functioning as reductionist fuck that shit huck finn duck out that shit and raft it up cracker jack harken to the fact



the dancing broom
the handsome groom
the phantom took
and sent em home
went to Rome
sent a stone to sonnet back some dial up fax
fact checker cracked window Shinto Buddhist rudest foodie who be souveed
the moon was shining over there
Imps and Chimpanzees
plucka peck of pansies and he's got nothing but despair
over there
aching up your arm
swear it took me back there
ripsso easy
where's waldo? asks waldo
drive volvo says yoko
they dont flip so easy
kills with chokeholds I wrote more
than folklore oaken door bore through me like Boer War
oh no my yolk split
kudos to photographs
who knows which you snap and which will snap back latch in hand turn so sweetly round climb up and down but not down and out over my head over my heels reel me in now
reel me in fishing line wishing it was mine
pish posh drip out like hot sauce at the bottom of the bottle got to waddle cause the waddle on his neck flip flops and back and forth
night time worth
right time birth on time curse worse I've told my mind it was made up
made up play my papercut cake gone paper hat lark so fart artsy my poison dart sounded out above like art attack
brought along your noir dumb eyes
caught them by surprise now you know what took my crimes awar from me
give me back my vengeance
look away from me
dont meet my look
say to me you took what I took
I brooked no criticism incision in your beginnings winning big for things ringing out jingling jangling angle so canticle my sanskrit script flipped crisp fried tentacle
rubber band of handsome death lest I die so what else is left? What butter hasn't melted lobsters cobbled together outta Ukrainian say again cranium playing dumb waiting gun numb finger on the trigger stick em up rip up the grass asshole master stroke the last to go
first of all the last to die
cast my eye askance to notice sconces lining hallways always fall the same on my day of the week hear them speak now leak and spout
sprout thousand arms
thousand hands
also rans and backsliders
I ran roughshod over Da Vinci hang gliders
Slide in the wang for wang sliders
my icy eye gone eye to eye with I and I now I'm the guy that feels the heat of the sun when this race got run my face got burned now race adjourned I'm placing pacing back and forth wax and birth my taxes first waxes like waning grain that's going down the drains so alienating must be masturbating grating on the nervous system which is fission powered yank em apart just like the petals of a flower
this low emission engine is
nuclear family powered
puke now your mandible's been soured
sour apples
ponies dappled
conic sections
lost erections
I got the newest paper on the oldest dissection
connection in you been screwed over loose folder paper wait for her later maybe satiated neighbours way worse favours than your mother ran other than that I'm full of crap snap's fried pie in the sky the pied piper so stevie fucking hyper I broke the fucking cypher

damn he cut like a bandsaw
\

keep your gaping heart wide open
clip clop cloven hooves'll roll in
rolly polly soul of semi colon hole in one I swear its been months of bunning budding modus tolens all in falling holy moley
not so full and full of omen
all of roman men and lemon soap and hope in chests and hearts they rest in foaming mouths
I'm home and proud
a moment cowed
good its over now
bovine bound to astound now lay down the flouncy nouns that bound to be bound to the ground youre standing on I'm demanding bonds abandoning random cons to pros I've owed to row on row of co-load bearers
old errors of cold terror
bearer of the torch'll scorch divorced horse faces
base his insults on a invincible tinsel rinse your hands of it
and a tandem holding on the land of it I handled it correctly manifesly I detest the way you gravitate to having it your way or Norway corridor to holidays I'm always baiting breath for
wind goes norwester esther rest her head on just your neck for seconds bet its like eckhart broken record echo let go deco art wreck a work of art take a sec and check perspectives let go what you are
gregory peck and steinbeck and long neck madonnas
I'm barely squeaking by with all this REAL up in Nirvanas
I honestly lawn chairs
gone debonair I'm Nick Cage from Con Air
The don of bad hair
come back from the grave to have at with despair I'm the heir to more potential lairs than cave bears now onto affairs with women shaped like pears
I'm fierce like a lion
eyeing I and I like a buttress cause I'm flying
higher in the sky than Orion
I'm implying crying game scenarios because your hoes are bros underneath their clothes
derobe and lets suppose moses knows his toes are rose
well posey pocket gets the plague from radiation makes your heart go palpitating
get you off the couch potating rating shows by how they're patronized instead of how they patronize vapourize flavour in pies with plastic wrapping
I'm a get back to ass-kick rapping
so light a match stick and stick to this quickness quick wit endless bend this spoon with this mind blooming flower gun powder fun sorta thing to do
I hear the telephone go and it rings of you
think of something we could could
I don't know
In my opinion:
poetry should stay oral
moral of the story boring coverage swings elections
with sorrowful erection orator forded bowls of water wavy water alma mater all my daughters died in honourable slaughter brought her modern hi fi fodder odder than your other wuthering heights type lover wait it out for what's above her cover your head in sand resident head of canada youth banning the youth from handing out soup to handy needy family feed me please so preachy each to his own so lease me sandy beachfront properties auburn ah bernice fava beans on my knees vomit these words out birds outside my window sing so finger-licking good awaking certain thoughts within me win me cars so indy 500 100 bars come get me let me in without an id buy me pitchers which are victuals to my eventual david lynch pill killed willed filled with stuffing cotton fluffed up and brought out clubbing as her boyfriend oh I've got some milk that's like soy skim
I'm choiping and boiping and spitting dirty woirds
I'm avoiding Lloyd's of London undeniably curtsey first
where does he come off
rub one off first






 wire me the money to entirely fuck a bitch
cause fuck her
knew that I shouldn't from the second that I struck her
but I'm a sucker for a sucker punch
I guess I could just fuck her once and maybe take her out to lunch
and get to munching bunches of onions
I'm talking many layers   
and If there are any more tell me au pair
There there Maid Marian married an Arian nation patient blonde bonds racists so baseless it's basis is made out of your own hair
I sonar scoped the secret folder
hold your self back
self in action needs its oceanic shelf back
I held off melba toast outposts from kraut foes
now my shell toes smell so right-o
might as well go psycho
bike your self to tycho brahe's
eyes on the skies
cause Is the byes
bride of my lying eyes crying for my iron tides
rust blood belt strap self reflected head back
lead bullet hood rat good rap soot black should lack foot holds good folds in mountain sides about ground high plus
brown dioxide rust my hands got covered in I'll leave it reasoned out a heathen handout random and those rows on row of all time lows that hold a candle to infantilism
and your aunt and fish in seas I'm wishing these epistles of gristle on the side of a steak so visceral like Hussarl I make you quake in your boots root of all users youre a real hoot when booze pours down your gullet
pound one back the golden bullet
silver stole it
rolled it oatly molten boat grown up to gloat over
boats overturned


you hardly ever call it art
call it off
language off please
stank bitches crotches
love and rockets
skeez for sheez
to the point its sickening
my base is flocked with quick wit wickedness
yeah my wit is so quick its like highlander 2 the quickening
I want that shit cut to thickness
get with this and you get a pass on your piss test
which festers down there like your deepest wishes issues cant visualize which you realize in distress call her mistress of your sinister spinster ecumenical poison tentacle minister prime minister grind down to fine mince for mince pies
quince quartered mortars together floorboards
call in the dobermans we've got an overman overboard
motorola phones hone in on zones so special economic
got some chronic born to melt like icecream cones
divisive cost to
icing across the ice like hockey is really just ice lacrosse
price of lost youth amateur sleuth john wilkes booth
red leather diner booth
scabby arthritic claw of jew
hanging my coat on the head of a moose
grapefruits squeezing out their juice
pining for you like so many spruce
bowmen so welsh elvish archers couldnt throw them through hoops so loop-de-loop
i input root commands in your pants
my man servant deserves service just like them also rans



Millennium Falcon
Maltese Falcons
Splitting Balkans
We're all in falling appeal and appalling
All hands on deck
Voltron forming
Molten morning tea kettle beat a level flying buttress bevelled corners several mourners went to the coroners inquest says its incest that's been indexed to your interest intestinal parasite your mental context I'm fondling wandering nymphettes sympathetic to better etiquette you remember eidetically
reduced to kinetic energy synthetic theoretically
drink some coffee black like the glock that'll off me while I'm not looking took his rook with a knight hook and fucking cut his defense
we relent only after saying seasons greetings Grim Reaper what's eating you?
Repeating reheating depleting beef stew we see him anew read him a new fantasy sickness
rancid fridge stench henchman wrench in your engine engine number nine find sense in sense and sensibility
ability is ill at ease with these and more facilities
season saw his remedy
Emanating grating hatred ate your heart with chemicals
dissolve away your higher plane and now you swim with the seagulls
a hymn for all the synonyms you missed now spit some gems
wisdom fits em into trends not categories
ataboy now that bore me with an ordinance I'm sorry Toreador bore me more holes in walls in corridors to stick my dick thru
Boer War war correspondent resplendent with phonics
Gotcha tonics in my test tube tool belt ruler who'll avenge ya like venjiman or rust belt.
My fire must melt oceanic conic segments type7 thats pregnant say again bringing fear to your poor intentions
worst  of all my malattention ballerina sine agraphia laughing at your atrophied bats in the belfired hell fire killng spree killing me indeed I feed on my own blood to bleed

Jooking out your Goodnight
Soot black
Took that gat matt black double tap mac 10 tintin
10 dead men
darth vader black
you know you always say the right
thing
play the right one note grin
eagle eyed gin downed in a half a minute grin and bear it
up in airs heir to scared fares more important cares I faired better left rather blathered
bother to that I hog tied you hollered
water
more water
got some
more chakra
I harken to your parka pullover hood rat
One or two good raps
Is all I ask
Bald man eye patch
Soldier's flask bullet mark
Saved your heart from mullet bags
Cut up clickers sticker on bigger
Whether or not eggs cracks
dead lacked important things
More important things and curtain calls like all in lings I'm falling singly wringing my hands clean
bank accounts more count dropula than I'm scout chocula
and you're mount cockula
Roustabout about half that from here
doff a hat
bat an ear
cat on hot tin roof says meow I say be more happy as a cash cow
I said dead and rusty
Must be who be lacking self in action sounds like self reflection
mound of moldy toast and roasting onion
Cold and done
Read and red and run
My race has facial tattoos tattooing out breaking beats that grind into you like saloons
or was it baboons?
have more than battle axes for you
My side saddle tack
my caddilac roof rack
hoof print who lacks self in self-reflection
My whole host family said bad on malediction
counting up my malapropisms
cal tech hop on top of schisms isn't it great
my beating breast plate sounds like aching chest taking less caress the pinions plucked from swan lake
on skates
my last date was baked off cake
now lets get back to macking bruised bitches
whose swollen lip stings like screwing around snitches
pound for pound good riddance sounds like defense mechanism
next time botulism my women your children
I ask you please to thank the sponsor consort with seven dwarves leaven bread like heaven's course
I'm seven out of ten on a scale of better to worse
Letters on the license plate wake up the funeral hearse
Soon you'll be better or soon you'll be worse
Letters on the license plate slow down the funeral hearse
Soon the whole universe will open up like sardine cans
Packed in here so tight I might go barfing man
off the porch
cough and hold your belly
you should use the force
dorsal fin ocean boson burst potion first notions worst cogent motown frozen boatload of dojo's so pomo yoko ono moans so porno over them
overmen and dobermans
cover him in smothering and I'm loving every minute I'm away
7



elephant tusk frustration pit plus this
side of your mouth so cust plus one rustbelt
in bright light the jewel lit toolkit for the foolish so full of shit
full cup pull up onto roof cranes
I wont catch you as you spiral down the drain dont say my name
bursting vein name your child something more usurperer
Asking Why God?  I got no more slurpee to slurp sir,
of course I've lied
turks I've shirked go hurpa durpa durp word up world wide
black jack the back of your head dead
edmund burke working mercing up the captain kirks among the first to die the last to torque said long legged storks over
corkboard corktown pitch fork spork folder folds his boulders over rooftops
mindy not mork
spoof talks cinders not blinders
hoof marks
hinterland sliders backsliders so wide eyed flies go sideways
blue balls
my way is to try to ride side saddle on holidays
crew cuts and crude calls
but holy days are not so inkblot for me and my chicken pot
oooh child
which it wrote so asymptote eloped it doted on my dodo grope sir mixalot
I photographed graphs and underwrote
rode my horse so off road off course of course the plum cause pits it got
cough with such force its like morse code across atlantics my fanfic with so much antic my canticle banked so dank it flipped the script to sanskrit


GAYGAYGAYthey say i carry stress in my jaw
dont test I manifest when I fall
best of them all
calmest with the bombest dope I hope will opal and open open arms elope in august flog his charms I'm honest on and off and doff my hat
soft spoken local loco coke hobo topographically challenged heaven send me for values I'll allow you to cow me in towers of atrophy and cancel whole batteries and regiments of alleged ledger notes and stints in vegetative hedges on the brink
I wedge it right between a hasbeen hasmatt dreamer in a beamer drinking keiths out of a beer cooler I'm hear sooner than the next guy next I manifest some lest I faulter alter your vision isn't it great?  You mention my death state I'll gestate some nest eggs and get to mentioning best ways to melt plastic I've mastered the faster procaster disaster manufacture so I'll ask you bout the rapture of bachelor rations ash in the tray fashion the day outta night gotta fight the serpent if you don't then you're not sure yet, of your responsibility ability sounds ill to me I'll build it three stories Edward Gorey said words four days old now doorways fold in half like math I nash my teeth and bash a easier path through least of all the fall of autumn leaves and daughters leave the nest I reason they go west but they go world wide
I'm talking girls wide eyes opened coping with the festering remembrance of a time she cant get presence of in absence of an laughing sense of purpose I got workers permits per worker that earns it I burned it like jay a day dont play with me I'll feed but dont lead you need you to agree to leave it the hell alone I fell alone on melatonin owning phone in databanks on the bed of langston hughes I listen to Shabba Ranks and dance in the nude so tell me dude if that is crude of bad like food gone old and moldy Bold he told me cold she left me hefty handed stranded strangled angle for Galangaal gangly tangle of Bojangles ankles cankles now I hanker for manticores I banished from my life and now my wife seems kinda worried feed me curry see me off to work in a hurry Buried in darkness harken to the sparking of a architect that'll wreck you mechanized and shell of a carcass Carcassonne is awesome blossom into a new costumed postulation cost effected perspective detective I'm invective when take different paths
drop the math
just stick to algebra
similar to calculus
fractions to the rest of us
settles it
peddles it out so ease the fucking reticent
people among us
so equal among us
sequels are called for till fecal matter smothers us
anal retention!

al purdy  219 1909


usurp the title
vampire bite will
excite but then reverse the cycle
Think you entitled to a life longer than a trilobite
And my whole life I'm like reciting lightning light for fun and now goodnight
got you good to go on making movies for me
marauders kiting exciting boobies for me
I'm a loser for more me
you get me horny but turn the other way
Get behind a fern to stay concerned with a whirling curling iron
Vernon and Petunia tune your aerials to that jack
black jack the back of your head
keep you fed on bread crusts and dead on dust rust and rotten rags
stack up your kids
on the floor like bodybags
for all your modern angst
I'm all outta blanks
Lie to my face please and thanks
Cancer can tank cantankerous damage banks
sandwich and drink mink coat bloated blow gun tranq
Po dunk you owe to mo town Manc so ganked off up and down he's hanged in the morning by his sordid assorted skanks
whores all hoarding quarter-lengths
board of ordinance says cancel events so gone wrong blonder moms came calling home
Oh Alamo
So glad you're gone
So glad you're back
I knew the one
I should have lacked and what an act to act tactfully actually backs cracked and tax attorneys already ahead of better men on working gurneys
In earnest he's learning
though not earning his wage at all
Mage with all the words but birds seem hella tall
I'm selling all my selves for firewood
To light up your desire good
Entire hoods will buy a dud just like a liar should
But lions from Zion could
Buy side of bacon with that
Wrap it round a noun and grill it up just like some file mignon
Really this is what we want
We want Chewbaccahs not Ewoks
and when we walk into  T.Dot lead offs and we got Seagrims Beat Boxing
Teeger and beleaguered meager fever that'll turn you into a zombie

oh no blondie!

Oh on to the next Rex
I need a easier Caesar
There ain't no reason for this
But seasoned with specks
at least my connects
I lexicographically reactively stash away and reactivate
I'll activate a lack of natural tack in backing away
It's wacky displays and tacky amazement
No mack in my nascent
just stacks in my basement but when I get to rendering I get no chicken fat for raison d'etre
wicked raps but no pay off yet
I'm Tony Madoff and I made off with your bet
Laid off the rest cause I paid off the best
and saved more than half on this nice vest
I'm thinking I'll leave it like this so you can see the hair on my chest
and you'll stare with the rest when I bare it and test just who is best dressed or the best guest west of our own blessed on quest on test 1 test 1 test guess I'll manifest the rest and then elliot ness evanesce this must be a jest Nestor best grab the nest egg hatch hatchery snatch half of the batch and latch onto a bong hoot and match chess afresh I'm talking lettuce type cress i.e. water I'm talking bout the green like I was eyeing your daughter
OH shit
I spoke out of turn
I bet your looking stern but I'm totally not concerning
Yeah
I'm flouting your authority
You're acting like a real G
But it's boring me
I think its correlated to the vortices
I'm more at ease when you're ignoring me
I'm more to be reckoned with
I beckon with my hand
and another thing
you bend and kiss my other ring on the pinky finger
link and linger
gringo or saloon singer
ring around my rose petals
I wants a whole grove of growing nettles
Red alert perp, I'm boiling over like left-too-long kettles
I messed the song up
and dust it settles
King of men and pen to paper
once a leap year
leek beer onto the floor
saunter up for more pour
I hear whores wore skirts that ran the boards
like random courses forces charge
of course they are my worst entire
Pyrrhic victory
ear sickness be quickening its bickering with some drum tobacco wacko and stack those lactose fact of the matter ad men mad men cats on hot tin roofs I've gotten Louvres full of art waiting in my basement just get the seven cases aces up my sleeve adjacent complacent nascent sense of evading phases lazy sages prognosticate it but often they get details wrong
retails wrong
always sell in bulk
I swear you grew like HULK, I musta misspoke
Okay by you ? Lazy eye screw table for two oopsie daisy a new, they see him.  Carpe diem.  All say a tedium you're leading them on so you can come on honestly pawn of lawn furniture
I'm seriously concerned you are spurned and far away from your lover and one who's one another.  Who was always showing up, but don't much no more. I want to know what you are.  A costume for a posture poor a lure alluring by its aura ouroboros cores holes out apples dapples ponies snaps and his cronies phonies can go blow me or phone me up on bloated co-dependency. 
I flow the flow that ends with me
Cause send it hear and I bend its ear to career criminal subliminal propensity
I'm sensitive to dents in the
cranium I'm feigning ain't he great creating grating hymns
is it aiding him or merely situating brains in entire higher planes I'm an tire iron that blasts you to space
like a kick in the teeth when you just need some peace






A Comedy of Humours




The RHYME BOOK of TIMES I JOOKED

(from the river of time (for you))



cancel ansel adams
i need no medium
cannibalize
I make mistakes cant fake what I lake ontario barely owe to east side marios I remember embers of a dying september autumn temperature caught up to cooling down now
and my mistakes don't seems so bad when I round down
piranha eyes
vandal had a canticle called on candle time
exactly
13:09
a seance
deo meo
Oh say oh
can you see?
by the
the good
the gelded
Donserly Malaprop
bon chance!
here's a lightsaber and a tauntaun
I got chinese aunts on the line good to go on making wontons.
I'm talking noodle soups full
It accrues so fucking useful in bite size pieces for you so
You don't blow through More than jesus Christ is pleased to supply you
So release your anxieties and find new fangled proprieties
there's a reason for us all to love Alcibiades
Am I at ease
or are dynasties
vying for my time when I go out into society?
I try to be an abiding citizen
 I bake you some cookies with the cinnamon
If you dont like that well I'll hit you with a synonym
Don't worry about much cause the sin of men
is wicked cause your fickle and a sickle named death gonna lay to rest the vigil
A midget with a mask that'll ass kick triptych knife tip sticking outta ya and louder than a rape whistle
your last dying breath that you can take with you.


`    `    `   
 evan
4166555391


 wednesday

micha 902 293 2874


I'll singe ya with cinders
hotter than my chicken vinda-loo
bring the loops
'Tell me something I've never heard
but make me understand

Trick it out of me.
the worst of it  I'd like to be
Why this mystery

Four square forsware what I'd tripple dog tripple dare tripple ripple in dispair air of caution found the fountain of isolation desolation subdivision had it written on the sides of houses in notices owes us onuses wherever the onus is my hone in zones us zooming towards it phone us in on outer orbiter I like sherbet herb lit dark and starkly herbal quark slice and judo, can you do what the few do many legged Metamorph Anamorph so morphological logical conjugal visits lie red eye jet high
met my lead pie shogun shotgun blotted off of caustic false declarations Fallstaff fetch me decorations to make you king of my ring finger ingots driven I'll deliver shivering, wither or not Bedouin led us wrong or Hedonist fucking charms I'm heading right fucking home and omens rome so Christian Roman Roman Catholic ass-kicking complex automatic weapons on complex on to the next blind context my objects fall away from vagrent radiation maybe hatred sounds like pacing waiting heart thats guarding patience and I'll fetch delphic latency we'll wait and see from a to z a baby maybe we'll be hell bent elbow pasta rasta flask in hand ask her masturbatory sexuality does it vex your reality? I text but I don't count calories my mentality's semi-detchated.  Lemme just ask limited task function capable robots.  Go bots ain't autobots.  Small pox ain't chicken pox.  We get together like chicks n' cocks.

Peeing after a fuck
Peking Duck
 god damn fuck specificity
out of luck and I'm missing three of four pieces that were precious to me
They've been lessons to me
I'm confessing the essence of the question see?
Yes indeed.
The messages was sent to me.
I bent penitently, this entity lent to me
a penchant for betting even odds on the innocent amenities.
Take up the earth
I'll live in whatever universal I want
cause funeral hearses lined up down the block don't cost efficiently remove all the bodies that I brought
reanimating animation damnation abomination Obama-nation all one nation under syncopation inhalation
exhalation
next question the arresting sense of tessellation
queztlcoatl bless vocations holy and only votives that are sacred.
Ache it out
for the sake it
I made it out
and now I faded so sharp I damn near ruminated
Soon you grow to hate it
Jaded lover
I made it gradients of every single other
castration complex
my context needs contacts
I'm intox'ed cause of blonde stacks
and actually that's
Snaps waxed off on some hoochies smoking snoochie boochies with the big racks.
Signet ring ignot with some greenback
hear that puttytat
I'm a witty cat
tearing up the pat
ern with ima-
ginitive rhymes
of a kind
so sublime
they blow your mind
and fold a golden ratio line up in your cinders smoldering
My poetry define your peasant wine like Holderlein
what up, I'm Hyperion?
Assyrian dreamer lemur leave you with a Cleveland steamer
Beaming with seven colours cause I'm wheeling on
And the ceiling gone down been blown off by a tornader
and my born hatred for mourning injured comes off like I'm Darth Vader
I got art that'll save ya but don't
hope not to
dope got to motivate or else it ain't dope got to row row my boat
oats are good gotta munch the whole quote
but yeah don't dote on coke or else you end up on crack with ya soap on a rope
Here's the whole sick joke
I'm a no good hominid bombing his life away
ominous flow from the time of calming cypher way left going left
don't manifest the stress if you can work it out
gotta lurker going working round
Kirkegaard and Birkenau
I'm irked and outta sorts got about four pennies in my pocket
a lemon and a rocket
I'm immanent and immanently in a tent-ative position concerning living situations and I feel Iike I'm gonna be immanently in a tentr telling my employer there aint nothing other
I'm hemming and I'm hawing about penmen and the lawyers but you send men to be my brothers and they fade away like haircuts
and their cuts on the track were regular like Farmer's Alamancs
and all of that sat across from me for a year without looking my way







Vita Reginae

Vita Reginae

Rita Rita

Vita Reginae


 symbol so nimble let's crank the limbo bar lower
cardigan swipe the card again, tell her I'll owe her
Cortisone and Motorola phones I snatch from jokers
whose whole focus is on my girl's Feather Boas
Leather strap tethers raps together like snaps or zippers
hands for flippers
 rip the chorus
dip a whole oxen in oil first then deep fry him
deep dish pizza pie in the sky to buy more time to bide survivably
arriving on time to be
I'm to be
blind to the
signs of the
EIN SOPH
My eye aint enough to squint down that one




capitalize capitalize capitalize
per capita pro capital lies
so dapper in taffeta ties
a cap and snap I'm back in disguise
ratatat spitfire and I'm back in the skies





go to sleep now lay your head
just not on here
there are shoulders for you little chickie
now so crispy fried amiss so blitzed and high off sticky icky
fall so crisply wispy mystery
is she physical or of silken sheen
Prison full of milquetoast keener douchebags
newfags and some gruesome twosome swirly toothpaste distaste behooves me
ubermensch or loose me
port dalhousie



Assert your willing million miles a minute
remember poetry has purpose damn it
Tuna sandwich
corpus of your work dont need no worker's permit
Got the ashes of my grandpa in a thermos
terminal Illness
turn this up
Burn this up
Recline on ergonomic furniture
burnish your copper
Constantinople's turkish now
deal with it
send your regrets to the appeals courts
takes awhile to get a feel for it
I'm an actor
I'm working
Berkenstock wearing bear in overbearing shirt patterns
alert to ya with asserted verb patterns
assorted curb stomping old fashioned
I fold you like last week's fashion
mashing potatoes like Monty Python feet
try some neat poetry
so you can be dope MC like me and my amigos
cause we go to real parties where the party's at
Not your garages with them phat massarti stacks
see all the hotties and get so blotto off the bacardi stash that Jake jooked
Forget your fakebook itenerary
I been a very ornery born again hoarder beast
for at least four abreast more or less at time
and now for a kind word: for the sake of looking out for your hanging out round 4 am for REM sleep is not as important to you
I'd be more apprehensive
events have ended badly before
it i remember correct it was back when I was dating...what'shername? Natalie?  (Some whore)
On saturdays and at our ease we batter the humanities back and forth just like inanity refracted into vanity that kills the ill and children, elder women, felled her sons and then took Helen so well and good and Buddhist but it's put us in a kibutz kind of unsigned sanity restored we score some weed for free
 from these three Gs so bleed off, need I say, the he and she of it
they be a bit overgenerous with the endo sit'
We offer them some booze and then we never hear the end of it
It's like bend a bit over backwards why don't you
Fido I don't want you
deluded I'm so used to boosted juiced so I go find some lucid spruces to get munching on I've hunches killing functions punching buttons on
Putzing over
crunching down
numbers
humber river don river bum villages and derelicts and their syllogisms
don't kick 'em out now
don't kick em when they're down
they got no place to go 
inside the happy place where the people get the stuff
I'm wrecked and huffing puffing bleary eyed beside the mustard inside the Supersave
Back in the really o super-dooper days
when it was getting stupid chilling with dave
 and maize was called corn
 and the sun was an orange in the skye like glowing
owning Beoing Jets sewing holes in nets
Stealth bun from the po and let's flow out your life on a freestyle
simple imp of perverse'll drop a dope verse converse with your erstwhile past and smash like pottery tossed at the asphalt
Yo you stole a potted plant
that tantamount to heaven handstamp
Pearly gates ain't nothing because earlier states
Passed out Metropass get me home vomit comet eponymous in this case
Ok crash at my place
here's some blankets the couch has seen some better days
there's a bucket that I'll rest up by your face





kodak moment
cream in your coffee and a maple glazed donut
hawking crack like
cocaine pronouns
hold in moaning motown frozen
northern passage
we live in a mass age
where you can vacillate and you don't have to act your age
there are even some masseuses to get us loose and massage the vassalage
And Everyone heads West like
water goes frozen
(changing states)
math stays the same
rat race the same
formation years
more information wars
nanobots and biowars
cancer scares
market spikes
tractor tires smoldering through the night
ink and darkness
feather headdress
love and bed rest
sidearm celtics
delta quadrants
melted cheddar
fire hydrants
I'm alive and dead with a machine growing holes inside me

i feel strange
can you help me
i been around the world too fast

tragic static there's no stepping to this madness
I cant handle this battle with the badness
and I'm feeling really not keen
meanest of the mean lean back into the sadness
I'm at this point where my joint lit
Aladdin's lamp amp gladness
7
 0079405000523793

no grace erase my grace land
face time up my fruit stand
roll up the Afghan and have a seat
we got about three thirty and counting rounded
coins for the wishing fountain
kissing soundmen
whistle louder
than an outta sorts Arnold Schwarzenegger
of course your egging me on not pulling my leg so be gone anonymous eponymous Hieronymus Bosch Gosh! that was marvelous.  Throw caution to the wind send columnist falling over themselves all of a sudden nothing makes sense no more immense dents in in your forehead I got more lead in store for borgs and feds and more he read the sorrier he warriored Amore boring corridors of horrid cores of apples snap your fangazz to that jack. Tack an accent to your mack and crack back a latch on matchmaking
lonely heart so Napoleon Bonaparte blown apart that aching waking sonar go go blip blip like phono phono graphs skip oh no that's it go back quick shit. Vic-torians
I'm alarmed at the pretorian
guards in store when I pour my tea into cups and styrofoam sucks is written on their jacket
I'm like jack it elsewhere please
Tell's me she's from Tel-Aviv and she's a Libra cause you can read it on her ring finger
and her name's Inga cause her mother's from single nation-state in inner Bohemia
and I'll leave it at that
knock you out like a black jack
and I'll always come back
even when the monastic quality to my ass-kick-ology flew past cause I grasped faster then when tasked with morphology homework
cause I always try to shirk out of responsibility
cause it's my responsibility
to filled with crap
killed th rap
and held it back cuz Elvis lacked self in action self reflection ocean shelf elephant brethren calling hither
I'm a celibate number
I liminal actor
Kid you not Argonaut
are you there or are you not
there you are
my rubaiyat
assuming that your rooming at her place how's it okay to burn jays at our place
cigar days are over because blunts are illegal and fronts have been lethal to friendship I end quips so sharply I'm like Starkey on the drum roll when I bun gold skunk funk tumbles out the mouth sprouts come in bundles
gun does fundamental evils
weevils in your bread dead people
read between the spines lines are lethal
teeth'll bite and might go needle sharp with filing silent ethos
greets those meek and meager regurgitated urgent age of verge and cajun seasoning on nearly everything and beverages a plenty empty wage severances
I want deliverance from more diligence and village idiots multiply when the city gets hideous
biding its time like a mind thats fastidious syblime with ingredients so darn reminiscent of when your arm was fucking bleeding from like this rash or something I mean talk about leaning tower season
Jeez'M Crow

Reason owns your mind cause I'm alone and my dudunkadunk's grown so chunky on its own don't you like it? Mic it louder.
Might get louder
psychic flower power here to glower at you with some guilt and built-in superiority complex now we're in it win it with these wilted sorority antics
or it be frantic canticles with socks and sandals
walks in talks to animals
mandibles be damndc I want the camera close
and i random bursts of creativity
I be the vaguest killing spree
filling you with nothing
calling it a living these days




  cmoncmon a new world
exactly like the old one
cmon jack
give em whats beholden
Something righteous
on this sea a light just over yonder
blows the grandeur into life like life blown into dust
bows your mind like  pixie dust
an elixir that you trust must be
a mixture of enough stuff don't fuss G
Fissures splitting michelin men
I wish my hen was living with her cock
Instead of shivering kisses took
my withering issues with the Mrs like Dave's Winterlicious cook
booking off to Europe on him
con em into golden syrup phonics
ain't no maple trees in there
tape'll remember what your seasons for
afterwards
invisible
or is it full of crap
snap's miserable
Nap phyiscal
Act Mephisto-cle
Sophisticated sedated with the flow
Evaded Christian modes of thought ought not to christen boats before they go
my oat so blown by pinky toes
sink so slow mo oh pomo over takes me
and wakes up shivering
quivering quiver in hand plucking flights for delivering arrows Aeronautics tells me there are odd and unexpected wretched protected more connected decked it out in more perspective photo corrected let it vet it metaphysics there are ridiculous ubiquitous victors with syphilis making us stick to this figured it out well get it all out licking his fingers and giggling editors better to have fed us with sedatives YOU bet it is heredity.  Eidetic like your memory.  I said it now just let it be.  Another Bee not killing spree but felonies aplenty G.  I sent you seeds to plant the tree but now you're
all up in monogamy
Harder than mahogany   

run on
run on
come on
come back to me


John Maldive

complacent phase of nasal asia
 I erase ya
make ya taste ya
own medicine
atone for anything
better than ketamine
Rampant self editing
get a new letter to find so special then I red eye jet jet set
confess a lie
I messed up but I rest sublime next to my best buy lest I falter altered vision
all to dizzy over halter tops not eating or he's throwing hissy fits amidst a WASP meet and greet the boss
Got the
Meat on table
Key to veto feet on ground
See to nouns to be profound
Cause sweet abounds in these here bounds
Of least importance
feast of sound
a leech is crowned a creature
creature comfort beats a Mumford shopping mall
Thump crumple dumpster
Lump it in to mothers dumpling boy cause you got shots to call


search and sea urchin opens slopeheads with axeheads
goes up and up like your taxes
Stack up peas under mattresses for that princess by the shipload
rip tide slave hold
on h-old dial tone
sigh and moan more why dont you
red rider I want you
neck got me and Kant too
I dont got much more to flaunt dude
My aunt too, even my uncle  Gus
I wish I was a catfish
Cause maybe I'd catch my schoolbus
Yule Log and Savings Trust
Paves the way for asphalt stuff
That's all about enough outta you
I'm outta view
kited right ahead of dead and done damn manner pylons\
bad manner add ons
cat on hot tin roof laugh on and off
math on the rocks
knuckles down for half off
Sapho schlock
gassed her own flock
plus faster
chrome shark
Caster oil
Blast the boil with lasers to remove it
and the last of all assuage you to the music
that's the rubicon you're crossing flossing jewels on my Jules Verne rule learn relearn be concerned
weeping kernel of earnest furnace in each of us
reaches us through features of least of all I'm leeching off
Perfect peach and lost
 prostor hostile fossilized more awful than your wildest dreams
she more awful than your wildest dreams
and she says the nihilistest things
My violence to things sings in the ringing silence of my life and ice ages dont magic trick the adjectives away
Damn it stings the way the things you say come back to me
Run on come on back to me
Actuate some atrophy
You lack germane imaginary
Imagine we are naturally a match of latch fatuous matrimony
My patch of lonely itch turned rash and now my tax attorney's
backs going out from the stacks he's going over
and it's maximum overdrive
A laxative for your mind
A jacket with a tie to blend in to the unending
Bob Saget and the Bride
A Magnet but no mind
Pay no mind
stay awake
but sleep inside
Peep the dive bar
crowbar
My radar made her side car
Later dater placate her mate abate her
Cater to her wishes if it's in your interest
Interest winches inches finches glimpses imps and shrimps and something like I'm mumbling dumpling soup duck easy peasey please me with luck fame and guts
My virtues my nuts
and Fuck your sluts
My Lust stems from lack of trust and ask your mothers if they smother their kids because they want to or because they must
Her husband's a lush
I seen him boozed about the house
Head off resting on the counter tops
amounts to lots in town to lots of hounds goes pound for pound with roundman downtown browns with houndstooth jackets like maggots round a crown
root canal
moot point
oh child
suit yourself
Food on shelf and roots vegetables
My lute says regrettables
and etables I ate later make me able to rate on paper able labels for Babel disable naval brigades
Give you AIDS
You wanna come?
I got two tickets to the Jays.
Two timer Axe head
My accent is southerner
My mother heard me screaming out she tried to smother me other me took over for a second did he not I hope elope an open opal opra hop on top of loblaws and bother all the fathers mothers younger brothers on a school night
shine so dual bright
my tool writes so by itself my liar's diary's an entry admiring his entire ethos qua Ibiza vogue
Mona Lisa eats a pizza reads a decent novel for all of ten minutes
run laps around inamtes
it's been dates on teh calender since I was feeling her
My wheeling eager ain't appealing and merge
Concealing an urge while my demon emerges
I'm allergic to disturbance
now my urban's been annihilated buy a neighboring labour intensive island and try amazing things upon it
Rings on old sold gold phonics
Moronic all on a collision course
vision brought forth fought with what it ought to hold and sought for more moderate opinions
I'm moderating minions and a million civilians are running out of elegance and selling their own zealot-legs for elegies and rotten eggs I'm on to what I got to not profess to not know
I'm the walk home from Cocteau
Octoberfest in a lonely dress
with cherries on it so you know the rest




 Load on in chrome solider
I got a while back catalogue of golden oldies molding away on shelves
hells bells seldom said selves
My mashed potatoes ate away my gradience
Jeez it's been stone ages since the baiting breath
My aching present tense sent us pheasents from hence the fowl weather blew ether blue
zephyr cool
feather foot stool
whatever looks cool
I guess
My best foot forewards forewarns all wort covered and my gutter mouth stutters
utters out melted butter so suddenly your mother bee beatified
slays men like St. Bartholomew solemnly all the pews are filled with religious opponents
my judicious opponent allots a quota of bonus
Hones us in on the spot
Besought yourself a God
Brook to dam
the camera pans to the left
RED LIGHT DISTRICT
all lit up and blissed out
I think I've missed out on my own history that's dissed up my name and now my frame is editted credited to no man numenon cruton I cannot crunch bunch of grapes only Midas touched
I'm made of liar's stuff
and higher fire fights are all I can muster up
You wanna fisticuff with us
I'll cuss you out but that's about enough
I'll huff and puff but really only just...
What I wish I had was rust out my veins and my aimless sense of trust back
My tusks crack the sky like a mustang
My third eye has pink eye that's crusting
All bust up in judgement junction unction what's your major malfunction
Mainly gumption also lunch for dinner
I take to couch like seal to beach and get to ripping bowls instead of reading bout how my life dont mean shit now that Archie and Mehitabel's dead
I'm a hit a bowl instead

I'm witty and well read but edification to the side I'm lately rather fried
you dont seem to mind
Though I question vespers in your eyes
Because I know you deserve better
and my inner editor's a jealous guard
Tell us our appropriate ado
And hop to it
Bonaparte
Cantankerous Gangsta shit
So Dank I forgot to thank you for it
Slide down the Bannister
Who's the next top
Model Man of war
Painting it grey with tiny brushes
eyelash bullrush
take one for the team gorgeous George
one hot one cold one perfect porridge
One spoon
Slow Loris
boer war marine Reactor Core us holes out More Apples
More Delores!
I want my ponies dappled
I want my Annapolis Valley smoking Cali Weed
tapping its foot when I jook gentlemen outta essential mental dental dams


lonely
even when I'm with my homies
I wish my parents woulda disowned me
Instead of putting up with my baloney
Cause only phonies bail on their alimony
Coney Island Ferry takes you to the zone G
all alone get up in your own head
where pony rides and Tony awards and phone calls come from
on call doctors
Pall Maul smokers
Diet Coke I must have misspoke
Rolling Hills I meant green like a fresh toke
Bowling kills in Trenchcoats
Make yourself at home like some friendly guest folk
Toad croak
Old goat
Golden grapes that Midas broke
The side that's up that's the one you rolled
and when you roll a joint you tuck dont fold
like cheese that's old
I'm creamed with mold
Green hills that roll
and eyes that stole the look off your face
your gaze that stole your eyes from me
I hate you laundromat
Take a gander at that goose step
Loose hubris
Choose Mutas
TUNNEL VISION
TUNNEL VISION
TUNNEL VISION



can I get past letting go of reticent beat driven jive talk
eyes walk backwards across words tossed onto page with nary a thought and not a blot in the universe
I hate the verse I parse with cigarette-numb tongues, bigger threats to your lungs that niggers with guns
Jew JEW JEW your lack of charity amazes me you have neither grace nor disposition only letter and lawbook, I swear you only read the words
Only the words and never the curves the curves like women who come in droves suppose a nose a kingdom for a nose
And as I rabbi taxi cabbie babble random can opener
I fell off winter land and smelled open hamburger
I ran with a 22 caliber and a salmon scented odor a motive sense of forclosure owes me orders more more orders
Manitoba
Washington
loaded gun
holding fun at bay
EXPLOSION
Oh my God
Tom! Come quick.

Your grandson's kid
What of him?
A glut of them no doubt
but of them children building livings for themselves
who of us will tell them what the world was like for us
I feel robbed of all my stuff
Called on all my bluffs cuffed and stuffed into the back of a cab bound for lack of a job
wake up a slob covered in globs of strange beige furniture wave change banisher
candle lit dinner for Minators and women to whom I have been divorced
I fed my horoscope to morse code out and porous stone war zone cortisone Phone a FRIEND Goiter home
Motor bone
Sorta comatose
I blow my nose and comb lice from host creatures
Go to the beaches
Peaches
Each his meager feast of least of all a waste of all your time and I'm the wrong one
Find the bong hit I cant take and make me take it I'm a fit its basic physics in the bag for a overnight visit and ship it off to cough-ville
I feel awful afterwards but bashful words reveal a smug sense of satisfaction
pass the condiment
massive factive content overrides the whole continent
I'm not feeling incontinent it's just my aunt and uncle live just down the hall and all the racket keeps them up at night
I'm up at night anyway
in many ways my saturdays glow on and on like subsidiaries to sundays should or did in old days
cold days start and earlier in old age
I feel like a gold age would have taken hold if it was going to already
I'm owing to the possibility I'm lazy
or living in one
and if I am then it proves their inanity and uselessness as things and if not then their impossibility
Taceo.







 can we last past thanks giving
angst ripping trouble cribbing treble notes for most of college
All his knowledge seemed to call his morphology into doubt
and out he came a baby doubt crying out for his mummy
and now allow me to explain away the Cayman bank accounts
Cuz I got to have a place to put them when I gank amounts.


Fall of all who call to Paul or John or honour holding quarter
Ford the Oder
Court appointed point of order
or the more the merrier Arian nations        
very amazing r esignation
Ancient like summation of ya point anoints the patient

d


I faded so sharp I damn near denigrated
Venerated centered stage when obscene angles have you bobbing for apples
My habit is so ample
I can't believe the sample platter7
trample patterns into matter with emphatic kinds of laughter minds will shatter fatter adder snake dont saturate my last sure date was half your age now match your phase to moonphase and burning sage
My world's burning earning living wage
In an age where you engage your Phaedra split so permanent
I'm vermin sent to sermon tent
to lure men in like German vents determined whence it came and hense the name is famous world wide I'm pearly eyed and fertile isles so pert with life
the nursery rhyme
the first of night
I pursed my lips and cursed the night away
the worst divide
worst divide
And erst I lie
Immersed in pious things
but I she sings so sweetly ere she crumbles
humble jumble all a mumble
sunder her and fundamental
Under-mental care facilities
A hunter bent on mere fidelities
I'm ill at ease
Senility is villainy spilled forth and still on key but off the tempo
at the temple handle Brandos and those Pangloss Anglo-Saxons axe in hand so no relaxing tax attorneys earning salary
got valid Valeries
endowed more recently adjacent these
a mason jar of milk evades a nascent pregnant pause



78
belief belies like a coral reef

"and endless matter to undertake it"  eff the ineffable

kinds of right understanding:


DIVERSIONNNNN


2 kinds of INtellects
mathematical and intuitive mind\\\\

math - principles are palpable but removed from common experience -  must be learned - once learned seem obvious
comprehensive and general
some draw conclusions well from lots of premises

intuitive - principles are common but ineffable - one needs "good eyesight"
acute and deep (precise intellect)
some have right understanding in a certain order of things, not in others (craft knowledge?)
some draw conclusions well from a few premises -acute judgement


intuitive minds can be good at math if they learn mathematical principles
 mathematical minds are not intuitive because they are somehow blind

to what is felt

The morality of judgment which has no rules makes light of the morality of the intellect. 

Morality's first principles are then where???

When you judge a work by a rule

you judge time by a watch

while others use intuition

perceptions are always true but one fails to see every side

by agreeing to the validity of one viewpoint we are able to shift to a less partial one

Eloquence is the the correspondence between the heart and the brain

Montainge can suck my cock at pg 40, 42

striving striver the road is the way

Unhappiness is the motive force jealosy for form but we really seek the struggle itself

we have also the image of the garden which remains from before the fall where real happiness is rest

These two conflicting thoughts from themselves into desirous activity for the sake of rest KINESIS  

MEdieval ALLinONERoomness

REnaissance a room of one's own


Vanity is the delight at one's objective self-for-Other
Port royal

 religion is "not contrary" to reason -secularization, yo

does he prove it is true?

when ma
when's the real work happen.

when your asleep all the elves creep out of the cupboards
write your essays for you in freestyle


Spruce Moose
My rhymes Produced
are craft like their crimeny
Rhymes from the time when he
 died but now you're buying his CD
His highness with finest cheese Memorizes minor lines from major works
I made you look crook
payed you shirk
Edmund Burke
where dead men lurk
I fed men turpentine kinda pine-sol Ein Soph
And now I'm trying to find just what it was my mind lost
What I signed off on my hop a long Sophia Coppola opened up ya mopey so copious
I'm hoping its only temporary
Sophia only leads to to the seminary
Well eminent and debonaire he barely cares erring on the side of idle living
Confide in women
well I don't often
Coughing up stuff Puff but off in orbit
I more rip bong hits than song lyrics



1. Translator is evil
2. Cache
3. Interview




william tuxie campbell\


N9ggardy Rigley
fig field pig smell red red bicycle psycho vico shower head
spiral drain go draino brain slow
against the grain please speak say my name intone so aimless jane doe
grease stain train my mind for mindless kinder
stylish fashion practice actors
fractious foolery
an tique jewlery calls you back to me
I made you factoried
cast out of balconies
tamed like with falconry
balkanize and talk to me
coptic copped a hop along cassady
I'll put on that CD
flash backs so acidic
I rip and tic it off the list like history done and called good riddance
For the first time in my  life I felt awake
I melt like steak before a knife
I bet my life
I said but I've
A leaden guise
but bedroom eyes
a sober semper fi
empathize or die
and stretching out of guises
my surprise sermonizes
Vermin kaisers
Aye sir! She's fire
light a pyre
tire irons
Why are lions fire islands?
Cayenne irons like Orion hunting cunt just once to fry him
crime's the court that tries him
ties him up and leaves him blind



bores out my eyes like pneumatic drills
magnetic pole star still rotates like hot cakes
Rock makes Cocaine like mistake
For the sake of which I kissed eighty eight of everhy hundred demon spawn I incinerate a funeral dirge of woebegone whole hole I've traipsed past wait last night I prayed fast hands clutched fast
light out eyes squeeze open
My hideout dreams won't get in
I'm side routed my in doubt with my guts for garters
and love and honour
and red so rider
my filtered cider
webbing spider
churlish girl with curls inside her
What's the matter
adder snake
On Saturday a mortarboard and Cabernet
My matinee youth gone up in price and
them's the breaks with mice and men
with vice and sentimentality
too many times
it boomed ya doom reality
I rub my eyes to get the sand out
I ain't looking for no hand out
just an answer
And sign up a grant for pouring over office desks
I'm off this on account of lost discs I'm hawking up on blocks which don't belong to yall
I'm on to you
Wanting you
Dante's view blonded cooch of its own value
Full of ballyhoo analogous to alley oops 
I'm fairly useless as a rule
grab the noose because that's your tool
hammer in the hand of Brando
and those Magnates crunch down cars like Crunchie bars




seems no more thinking no more speaking
just a nod as silent greeting
grating feats of meager meaning
Eating out eyeholes
manholes to vampire sewers
and sign your foolish
I ran but I screwed it up Velvet and I blew it
Too good to be true it
dance so fluid
my illusion is a feudal one and few and far between
and my arbour harbours Aberdeen

my harbour's arbour's mast and beams
  and Abaddon so mad you're gone
you add-on add-ons and ladder on
but batter up
and add 'em up
I'm out of luck
A mother fuck
Another look
don't take no precedence
Tell the Mrs I'm missing the S&M of previous instances
A minstrel show spinsters and their financiers
the man's here
sitting in the corner
thinking that he gonna
rip it out like a molar
take your wife and your right arm like ebola
calm like shinobi
Han Solo-like like dolomite
No force of course, but hold on tight
cause the falcon balkanizes like a miser divides pfizer stock like gold out baser rock
the face of god
a race to god
a laser god
The gaze of odd bodies painted on vases
Faces ad nauseam
pop a lozenge just to talk through em
hop through em like hoops I'm trooping through
all couped up tube top too bad
Amoeba
the new dad
fire
Wish I woulda walked through that






f the government invades your personal rights?
Sudafeds



type writer

freaking fixtures fix sufficient and the swisher smoke
I musta mispoke
Took a toke and bespoke spoken word up out my open mouth
I lope about like a wounded faun
soon to be gone
like crossing Rubenesque Rubicons  
excuse me hon
a loser sum
and news enough to booze it up
one to ten to ten squared and let it be done


salmon tin halycon
ballyhoo I'm calicum
got a lot of Algernon
Green `grass blasts photons
grows mold like futons
I rue the fusion
You won from hubris
I'm Anubis tripping physics
falling over testicles
I wrest the goal away from grating gradiation
I'm an issue, Hare Krishna
My initiative is don't talk to yourself
Gone hotdog
you got shots to call
Boston Bob
Kosovo Pasta Pot
Most of all I laugh a lot
Sir Lancelot
I can't no more
So pass it up

911
I got a loaded gun
Prone to zone up on your blown dome young
I'm a roam coma corridors cause foreign shores I'm from
The Amore the more the Boer War iron lung
rumbles up from where it's from
and nuggets hum like carbide tongues of lamps held up and up in arms
I'm rugged charms but nary armistice
Call up the pharmacist
Well our Mrs. in torments enormous
go on my son
and poor me some tea
now dear thank you
I've a tank back there with some oxygen
waiting just for you
and now the more you say
before you light the four on the menorah core holes out apples Annapolis happiness happens just like the break of day.
cake of Cain
round of zounds man
hounds from hell man
damn can't spell plan B
hand me handy candies if you don't wind up with randy



kepler?
dont question the next one
I got more in store for Feston Bulbous
all this Elvis
selfless
Delphics
and I'm an irrelevant plebe and just for the hell of it
I'm celibate even when I'm full of it
all of it polyp pip
spit out malthus olive pit
solipsist
Got the holidays off mark that
and solstice
holsters force these senseless courses and recorsos
Or so we foretold
or told the bored old sorta mortal
You're problem I'm a portal gun
or it'll pun like the Hun punishes in flourishes
The Irish and Flemishers
Half back and pemmican anything swishers
Issues I'm gripping like faucet fixtures
I'll elicit caustic ruptures up in your super structure, buster
which way to the cluster fuck?
enough's enough so what the fuck?
suck it up and tuck up your shirt flirt I got more in store for torn inerts
born again fornication ain't just an issue here's a fish out of water and a cauterized burst
Cursed the first till last the worst
A master verse that asks boson ocean current?
Is it in earnest?
or are mermen ermine carpets
La Brea Tarpits
sticking armpits
and it's the bar mitzvah you never had
clever lad
and now you severed culture ever so bad
my love is so glad
and plaid dinner jackets end up thinner and full of brackish water
instead of masses to slaughter with gaseous intoxicants
walks against the current
whether or not you hurried up
or buried it
in interned cup
and winter comes and singer strums his guitar
and we are seated contra posto to the Austro-Hungerian Empire
My mantra is very unhappy
the answer is gunfire
Hum louder dumb chowder-head
I'm outta bed on the count of Monte Cristo
On a vista far away from this one
Dante wished to kiss so soft a pair of lips, oh, tip so slightly might be ripped open
tip toe rip-tide zip lines of coke and mope about all drunk and stoned off what we own and nothing zoned or proffered
I've got offers just not call backs
all that's behind me now the coffers in my paw prints
I'm an officer of the law first and foremost
I adore most sorts of people its just those lactose intolerants
carpenter ants and Youtube comments.
They make me anxious with their angst and fangs just so candy coated
oats to goats my photograph got snapped out ot focus




much ado about nothing
chapter 3 latin


oh quintessential nothingness how art thee handling these ramifications
I'm sublating them
Edgar Allen Poe The Raven Them
Even them reasoned gems plucked out of the heathens hands
Jesus and Company frankly accompany many a teaching man and teething man and even badly reasoned man
A seasoned pan
with keys in hand does to brotherly otherness what diseases can
Feasibly arguing marginal interest
I gotta say party and holidays business
all the day working and sports cars with interest
focus on business only on business
all that has been decided before
Not by God but by a clod named Ourobor'
We met in the Boer War
courting the place as if it were a girl



T78


Cancel
all of that
hollerback
dollar act
I got more in store for Orville Redenbacher Balzacs
Dead and all of that
They're the
Fallback to your call back
or your solipsistic ball gag
like a frozen fishstick
Microwave some old hack
it's all set
ready go get
more of whatever it is we're out of
to better admit its motive
I got motivations underlying
Science sounds like wonder dying
in my mindseye misunderstanding
love abandon
rough and handsome
and so u
cancel my checks
ready go set
sail to western shores
I guess you'll manifest the more you get some rest
pay some debts before you jet set
head set register to dead it with
I let it in
like Benedict Arnold I'm honoured to fondle your ponderous
onerous silences and speak right over them
eek out a moment in
along with gone with the wind it puts shivers in my soul and then I'm rolling in
First Folios and Holy Oaths I'm holding in
a mold of em growing older in your folded hands
and colder than the soul of satan frozen
fate and lo, them wicked days
a ticker tape that slicket phase
like a habit
kick its face
a rickshaw pace elates the face the jigsaw maker makes
and takes his pleasure in
his leisure time is testament
estimates in the trillions until killed by cotillion
Silly hen really can rend just for dalliance
allies in valleys far away from galleons
gallons of valid hymn salad tongs and zealot legs
tell it things while dancing jigs
Cancer digs Plaid pantsuits and landslide wins hand sign good
Bonzi could what Han Solo did
he had his hand all over the
overthehill relationship
I make efficient co-efficient
flow a vision
make the kids go psycho heads go turning like I might go
like a Vico cycle
Michael David Ovid liposuction
hush emotion
question Faustian house and then
roust about in doubt with Cartesian reason skeezing up on Bs and then their Gs are like oh Jeez please get up off these and mis en place your ass outta here
I got no faults to worry my head about
No none at all
my summer gone
other one
I got a cellphone with your belly button
not a glutton just criminal
My love is a citadel of bitter hell you want some better film taste
Try mental colapse raps with Snaps
I'm all about this or that,
cute too boot and pet the cat
and that's the fat I madded at
I bat it out the park and now I'm walking home
Arcanum
Rocks I'm up on curbs hawking done keep walking boy I ain't talking to Tolkein over here
Folk in oaken dresser fess up now they're messed up the less I know the better etiquette I let it rip with a tip of the iceberg my lice are zerglike I kick the bucket nice alright kinda price I might just bite if I only had the phony answer throw your hands up only phonies answer Tony Danza lonely fanservice worms its Mirvish way up in
 I may have been
nay up in a sea of yeses
I'm necessary hesitation
ate your heart
and valid difference
malnutrition
kinda vicious
like an issue that enriches
but don't picture it under microscopes
I might go dope
with the cover up
I hover up in heaven evidently still impressing
spiting fire sitting lessons and I'm an essence of an an essence sounds like absence of a presence BUT I'm an elephant !!
I got rhymes that are more relevant I just cant remember him
Start a fire cause the embers bring
ENLIGHTENMENT
I might excite some argument
I thought you meant I'm talkative
I walk a different path
I'm full of math
just not algebra
I'm lounging while I'm scrounging up
a whole mound of sound samples ample lamps go off like Roman candles and these romanovs
Hold men off with only AWPs and syndicates of indigent mobs
which it is objectively wreck and reconnect see connections and intersections
elections on nationwide asia fried hive mind station
elation at the vision that I'm risen and forgiven
dollars bills
I'm hauling kills into the swamp to stash em bodies
ration thought of nought but action
machinations of a vision all up in em
with immanently relevant material





"Fuck" stands in for other words
Keep your neighbours wife from coveters
Little bergs in this  wicked world
sick 'em dogs and
off to Europe
in other words my glutted gutter serves, stings and swerves
rhetoric the better man
letter to the editor folded in his cold dead hand
Tonight's the night Letterman
bit the hand that fed me and now the letter fell to enemies, sounds so empty, other entity, way up above love sounds like whispers of
what my sisters oven always over-cooks
with its easy bake light bulb
my hand ins took after that damn hand's grandiose outlook
pantyhose and rough jook left hook and right about where I mistook that bitches fishhooks for wishful looks
a hissing snake
missing mug
risks innate to that
ugly sort of kissing
dripping kinda pissing me off
Twisting off taps to fix it
it it off?and I tried to hide but now I'm tied for last
snide head to the side dripping snot not asinine facts
 react to their own bottom line
took her body to the water line
said goodbye but not ought to die
I still got a lot of stuff you brought from home
Trident and Almonds
All men's performance
Or men's torments
Cornucopia of hormones
her moans
Earth tones
Birth stones
and twilight zones
Basket of Harmony sounds out blonde to me
but kinda corny like hominy dominates
On to me
Off of me
Cop to precinct
We think you're still in love
with another
Filling love in with Mothering
Not to mention other things like southern springs out gushing blush and bashful crushing on
Mushing home
Fussing over
Something gone
Someone long ago despondent now my arm pits stink like vomit
On it's goners
Blonde like manners
Gotcha grabbers had their day and now it's on to spammers
Taxi spanners
hand 'em him and leave 'em blank for thank yous and please to meet you beseech your recent thesis said completeness aint the meanest you can get not even nearest species and I'll eat this for breakfast lunch and dinner until midwinter lows I kindle so I get through hinterlands
I'm a winterwonderland of other kinds of smothering I tried to find since I lost my mother and my other hand
Brother won't you spare a Summer lemonade stand
And we were seven or eight then7
Sunder cousins hands apart and start a Sparta worth embarking on
and harken on the darkness yon hill is brimming all balling with
all-in this or thatKiss my hand


Tangent I ran with until it got killed by bandits
and it panned out like a gold prospector
pans through river bottoms
which it often fibs about
takes your heart rips it out
I'm the spectre of communism and every other fucking ism
hocking schism up on street corners
AND At every funeral I'm its chief mourner
Zone out now you vote for quotas only set for death or outdoor living
I got bout four women in the building all claiming to be my wife
try that on for size
polygamous ring around your finger is a bigger threat than cigarettes to your warrior or your Ziggy Stardust
The the coke in the bag is our dust
And the law firm has barred us from our destination8
Hot like vacation
on like sedation
on the top of a patient's rooftops
I make it swoop like hawk does and oftenpacking words into cigarettes
dissing Figaros and Niggerettes
Cause set theory contains itself in a yet bigger set
My fingers on the trigger yet my wigger self is shivering in his ligaments
These polyphonic arguments are arduous for bar-room bitches
and these snitches to the government are hovering round my deep seated issues
I wish you the best
but I miss you
like Indians to Vishnu
I fish you out the mouth of other folk and kiss you
Think of you in crumpled tissue
Misuse and diss you in front of other Toulouse LeTrec-wish fulfillment sissys
To lose you wrecked and overcame my dizzy-spell
Or is two yous more than visuals can tell
Residual sound of bell
tolling out rolling up's gonna be my death nell
Next I'll vex hell and sell my soul to Bechtell
Tectonic handheld
Fanned out like my man does when he's angry and sangria don't help
and I see your flow melt in
the wine and sun and you come back with vinegar
Sometimes I think you pick your own problems like you was Evan Minaker

Rhymes that are caustic aw shit quit stamp and emboss it
like a button-up
I stick em up
From the roots like I'm a jicama
Flick of my wrist your history's just a sparkling speck of an ark that'll wreck like a dart in the neck
And next I'll vex your oh so affectionately held context
blind blonde sex
Machete don't text
and on to the next
but he'll improvise
and I'm blottoed off some botts, don't trip, I got lots so don't pester me, yesterday, rest or be slain, like my brain down the drain so inane that home town main street
meets Mo-town mystique
and your phone-in physique
that hones in other phonies
zoning out and reading twilight
owning objects that you buy might
shed some limelight on the problem that you're blind too
Mind you don't don't don't submit to finite
My night consists of getting to the good spot
Hood at all costs
Would or even should the boss gloss over the paul malls and
I'm all in for gimmicks kids
Flat Ginger Ale for your stomach ache
Don't get mad get flummoxed, mate
Dumb as steak
Gums and teeth
Take the cake and eats it too
Feats renew like reheated beef stew
New meter maids to see it through
Maybe we'll run into each other in the winding corridors of our institute
I wince not at choosing but at having to choose
While mapping a noose against the sky and the gallows
I'm heading out for hallowed ground and I'm tapping but it just seems hollow
Their fields gone fallow
Glowing like tallow even at night from the heat of the sun
But never no cattle
nor horses nor saddles nor guns



It's an ugly day in the good world and bad men walk through it, sizing each other up from across the main drag
the saloon split out into the street behind them, hookers leaning over their balconies, high above
my pie above the sky is enough
not to bluff just enough to give guff to fisticuff with
I'm recovered
Not under covenant
I covet other things like southern drawls and coven chants
and this love and romance only leads to suspicion and hold each others hands like children
I'll fill it in for you
Syllogistic formula
Wills sophistic ordinance
More than it
sort of is
or divis-ible by a ripple or some tension wrench his quarter inch
 I'm mortified
and  horrid things like that
make me reach for my gat

Yo
I'mma flow mo than Po. Mo. out the mouth of Homos
I don't know my Domo Arigato from my very blotto joe schmoes
Oh no my soda spilled!
Kudos to photo reels
This Sofa feels so fucking Minnesota-sealed it's like Fu Manchu or Ruby Tuesday
on your knees like Snoop Dogg groupie all goopy
get out your soup line and start turning Sufi Newfi
you got hoof prints and new friends to roofie
 Loofa up your corns and popcorn for the movie
I got UV protection
but only so much sunblock
some such dumb blonde undoes my fundamental under-mental Montauk
and I really ought to
run the rental back before midnight
 so I'll bid you good night
remember to turn out the lights
and then turn out the light
Right?
Aiight.
Got more bed bug bites than solar kites
or molars bite
like trilobites might given the right type of price
fight that blight of the Geist
bite bison burgers
go berserk
 circus took us Turkish and this irks us endlessly
horrendous entity sent from Pentecostal Boston like mothballs out hostels
I got hassles Basil Rathbone said before he deaded himself with the red red red
and his hand on sword found bed
where he laid down and read before he laid his head
Death Letter no Letterhead
Thats what it said


account
5035050
transit 06722


Can can can do attitude dude, what's the matter with you?
I branded cattle not satellites
Served Seattle addled with a spoon
Attune to tunes
on the side
chide guidelines and shine that
Needle to space
In fact lightning acting up at night frightens the mighty and the minions alike, mate
don't allocate a fortune to outsourcing Orson Welles
And open up a vortex of cheap hookers and motels
and whence I tell of hell and black belles
Elves and alter-ego selves
Sell out shelves of balconies
of talcum powder pounding Auden-quoting bourgeois
Got em orbiting a whore's disease and looking inwards
Maybe sinners are sinners because their dinners were meager
Not sounding over eager maybe beleaguered
I'm front page featured
To each his own and delete your whole entire Inbox
I got Bi Bim Baps boxes to box your socks, chaps and chicklets
I like my joints Bic lit
if you're quick dick tracy maybe habeas corpus'll help us end up selfless instead of spin doctors
Renege on eggs too cracked to send after
renditions gone back to lack the most important thing
Swore a pinky promise
all in lings
and orchid brings health but else it stings
leaving even odds
Delphic whore or wealthy king
and all of it hangs dangling

Rasta asking pass the thing Drinking Ting and singing
Thinking ya ass dont stink


Whiskey breath telephone, concord jet
Four wheel drive Vietnam vet
Reeking of stale beer and his high school girlfriend
Things always end but please not yet
Please not yet
What's easier is best
But sleazy in a vest made of the hair on your chest
so hirsute to boot ya grew from drinking Tabasco sauce
and you're hated by the neighbors and they're always hailing cops
Cause you found just what they lost
In the mound down by the coast
of Junk floating up
all that wicked Techno stuff
that looks like it's from Japan
and broken Cuckoo clocks
spitting out feathers
made in Switzerland
and standing on that beach all day you end up with a wicked tan
picking wires out of microchips for chips and pan fried fish
Thinking THIS IS IT
so clean the grime of of the dinner plates
Peel off the time
and make it as spic and span as a pan
with some brillo pads
and if that ain't good enough for you
here's the beating heart of a little lad
on the kitchen counter
just six years old
left out in the cold
but it still incinerates
and his mind's growing mold
and his ribcage's all folded back in on itself
and a gaping sort of hole
and there's all this water coming out
water and blood
I guess he's dead
cause I can see now its stopped beating



5861 Rhuland

2268 harvard










Oh no,
it's like the banks blew over
and all the thanks you've earned have gone green
I mean in total Photorealism
So I don't know what that mofo quoted
sounds like nihilism
Try a ISM worth MUSing over
Booze brings over to your table able-bodied manticores
Handlebars with training wheels
Days you peel like oranges
off his rocker talks so
Steeled to the wind like Ship captains
Tip to the wise shit happens
which happens to be
lapses in reason
and he's on REASON making beats for Skeezing up onto ya
Flaunting yourself taunts Kant's imperative
There he is!
Haunting houses Mauser rifles filled
Towers crooked looking good to jump from
Up from Moncton blinking at the bright lights and fungus
I feel hungry
Kinda rumble stomach ache
Calling uncle says the ghosts are up the staircase
Just past the footfall
Good qualities are what I look for
Death is what I took your occupation to be
Oh, you're still in training
That explains the opulence of your waiting room and ruby slippers sitting on the window sill
Pertaining to your draining mental faculties
your lacking peace is actually attractive to me
Because I'm shallowly allocating my own misery hither
Dithering tether
Withering temper
Wuthering timber
Limber visitor
In the dark
Is it her?
Kissing her
Missing her
Waking up to Henry Kissinger
Spitting Cold War fiction for
Wish fulfillment piss in a bucket
FUCK IT then mess it up
Tesla SUCKS
Edison won.
Head of Lettuce
Smoking gun



If she moves or if she blinks
You'll see her

Don't worry
They won't believe her

She is innocent
So full of hate
Don't you know?
She masturbates at night about you
 


Cant take it seriously
only too delirious
an eerie is a place to stash your babies in
and maybe in the right circumstances8
lurking awkward hurt my chances
got an anvil full of manswers
answers to questions only fetching their weight in gold
wait and get old
like blue cheese got the best mold
and Royal Bakery pleases me even with the lies we told
eyes the buy that fills the goal
you're the stye that blinks so folded
which you did or did not bid upon
rid the song of Englishman
fingers on the button
must be up to something
ask yourself the question, is it strong enough to be a linchpin
weakness
which you wish you never saw like a fucking Lynch film
teach yourself a better aggregation technique I bet my mystique seasons ticket games like fenugreek
when you speak its all greek to me B
it's the same as if you only paid those hidden fees
but not the print in large
I'm still in charge
but when you open your mouth you make me wince so hard its like shards
all stabby
got you so gotcha grabby
had to be a baby on the way to mashing AB
A dignified little lady sounds kinda crazy to be hating
Abating and allotting all my time like quarter slots and I'm sublating mating and alighting upon something a little less grating
on the nerves
on the serve it swung and stuck
just my luck
only air and nothing there
octogon gone blonde with care
AIrs I'm up in arms against
Charming so harmful my handfuls fell stand-still
Abandoned my landfill and upgraded to handheld


2190760
McCracken 


The Boob
The Bat
The Skills
Are Fat
And Rock
At Rap
And Stop
In Step
To Rep
What's Ought
And Tap ya
Toes Along
To Poesy on
The Way
To God
I Pray
To God
Or Maybe
Vaudeville
Ant Hill
Bong Kill

Unkillable
Fill a bowl
of Illable
Liminals
Spit a Syllable
Orbital
Kayaking?
Go Try Acting for a Change.

I wanna read not write, alright
Seeds are sprouting by themselves, in healthy circumstances
you best do what France does
fancy makes me antsy
can't see metaphors for trees
so go to a place just out of8  reach
Try Afghanistan Man
In knee high boots shooting troops of the uneducated
Originated from similar slum villages in asia and went west to best divest themselves of debt
put upon and poor and every shrinking sunlit
bong hit
long gone leather strap tethers snaps of bags together
lag in weather this hot
pish posh
magnified like hash under sun
like Egyptians put their world to burn
Hurl a stone at a waiting one
Click
like a mouse found its spot
round where there's earrings for half off
Amazon.com
rams a cock down your mom
Shout Bama Lama
Grab your Camera
Cause they got her busting bricks
Quick here's a fix
Nix hit lists with this
Get the gist
Tell the bitch she's hist'
STEAM's only mist
seems like a fist
curled into itself
Hurled back in anger
can go wrong but not like it used to
black and blue
okay corral
flooded motel
up the road
bumpkin hideaway and filling hole
Still in bold flashing away VACANCY
rakes can see for miles and take advantage
Only thing's the owner's so sad and handsome
Nothing but a window pane and rain and staring endless summer days
Other ways to spend your time unwind the brain instead of staying tightly coiled
M-1 in hand infantry man on foreign soil soils not only his morals but maybe his pants too
Rabies and Asian Babies Burned to embers pyres to Hades put out my monsoon
wires to satiate debate and secure better ratings
Battle of Hastings
Waitlist
My next thing
Arrest my asking with a basket of questions so special they don't have no question marks
Bless your heart
Miss your mark
Fissure rock
Picture that
Which your not
Fog so thick you could
Wash your hands


I'm the grand chancellor of the plaid pantsuit


 all my lurkers get your spines up
grab some popcorn and booze for your usual suspects line up
relax the wind up
grind up fear into fine  powder
find  our dire situation of such bitter hatred kinda nihilistic
iterations of a divine comedy hour
I need to find the sublime prime power times 4 rhyme more
same time same mind frame
 you're so generic you're fucking everywhere
semper fi shave off your long hair
Long term care facilities
eek out the meek like weak MCs
You want the main feature but I only got a piece of cheese
to each his own wishes and me to east of Eden reading leading arguments
far gone bargain bin Argonauts
we're blasting off like astronauts
too scared to take our helmets off
an element of what I'm selling off so cheaply
is happily only too happy to be knee deep in repeats
reruns and off-season games
Moxie so toxic is hawks season ticket claims
which it claims BLAME REASON over picket lines
stick your dick in it and double dip some wicked slime

EW

Visit Prime Mover
find tubers mashed
Super Smash Samus blast ya back on ya ass
keep on packing grass
Charlie Chaplin tapping foot
lacking good intentions and I'll mention henchmen's ensign just to justify my religion
Itching for that spot that's got a lot of pigeons living under bridges bridging ridges for trains
And tricking old dames with its ledgermain
so hedge your bets and try to catch refrains
fetch yourself a Delphic brain
same thing looking in
rain drip cooking gin
took your rook and grin
knight hook to win and lose a kin to lack of kindness
find more mind to wine and dine her
blind her to the side of ya that ain't just 9 to 5er?
buyer dinner
plier fingers
sour lemon
whiskey bitters
lickety split and split the difference

honest fondness
Montesque eschews your views to find a new Monist
to Con us into Blondest Bombshell
My apprehension was ringing out handheld
a vandal kind of aging Brando
pulls his shotgun over the counter
says I ain't asking for a handout
I want all of it
in this bag
no ransom
no sadism
just the money in the bag, Miss.
Tell the highest court they ain't no areopagus
Tag us and release us back into the habitat
Rabid cats stabbing avid mobs with vampire bats
Ran for awhile back there till I spiked like child murder rates
Vertebrates gone herds of apes
heard of taste?
blurs with haste and make a paste out of your living wage
which in this age major messages etch themselves in essences lost to existentialism
I wreck the next-ialism
botulism
got your children
got your parents watching stories
already lost and lonely
Arch and only
Only One
Phony Phone Tone Intones Boredom
Oh No
My Ordo!
Gone Vico so Quickly
Sticky Wicket picket line take your time
to pick the ickiest dime
Time and Time
I'm the rhyme not the rapper
The Bell not the pepper
The Bell like a leper
separates the nether
whether other better headrests at rest best nest chests and let her rip
etiquette not edited
I bet it did
like sedatives
spread it out
in tentative sentences then enter its co-ordinates
and more to its own credit boarded up store fronts
and more blunts a day than in the local ordinance







a musty nest of busty bitches
and the rest of this is washing dishes



slowly They (the Americans)turn themselves into an abstraction that is no longer needed.

V for Nike swoosh
douche hit caboose
It aint' news to you
You lose Howard Hughes your
spruce moose sounds dangerous
I've contacted my lawyers and these demons deem it angelish

I cant edit I need to lay down whole thoughts
moles to hills filled with holes like I got chicken pox
It;s and oughts tickle a thicket of thoughts blistering history's sister's and daughters
I swelter in the hothouse water leaking through the floorboards
I got more in store for landlords and lording over peons we're on the way to emancipation from our contractual obligation and my life's just thing's I've already written
First disgusted then you're smitten
I bit off more than I could chew spewed out a whole host of nanobots
and you got a lot of dot dot dot I called shotgun on
I bonded over Rubiconned
Supermutant oozing cooper funds
Cube Anubis chooses wrong
dues and honours con her love like love life stucked dry by soon to be gone
INject your eyeball with the stupid one
Rosedale said was cool
Valleyways filled with
George Elliot spouting younglings lost in memories like mirrored corridors
Crossed beyond a ruby face-mask
Placemat from that dinner from like way back
Buzzing lights and old folks watching Wheel with Pat Sajack
and the days back then seemed longer and
I guess it was cause we were bored
But looking back I sure can imagine all the pussy we scored
Inuk-shuk took a look and went aw shucks I can't help it
Take all my bricks but beware of my habitat
Damp and cold and devil filled
on the edge of the world it would take a devil to kill
I civil litigant might have a chance if only badgers could dance.
with Faggots and cats
to my shitty raps
and if
photographs you snap would actually last
and tasked with infinity you'd actually laugh
cause I had it in bags
but I tossed it away
and filled up with angst
Started Rapping with the ladies like I was Shabba Ranks
Asking please but no thanks
Weed with mo' stanks


=



 what is the most tragic thing in the world?

quantifying things



I got no art in me left
Only craft to blast the heart from your chest
Oh the irony!
I'm trying to be filing cabinet but i just aint having it
now methodically isosceles caustic grips my batteries
and at his ease inadequacies batter the man like a bitch on her knees
which eliminates fidgeting thieves
itching and scratching and reaching satisfaction
like a fix when you need a lift or at least
a fifth or
stuck like a fish in a bowl in your house in a lease
a cat and a mouse but a dog on a leash
a rock in each hand sends you running home CHROME SOLDIER
I had a whole bell-jar full of rounded boulders old as mold on toast is
Only takes a few days before
Laser gore phase initiated
wish he hated easier people to kill
But keep the needle at nill
wait till we don't veto a bill
Acetaminophen in pill
but fetal man by wicked will
fickle hell
sickle cell
nickels and dimes you 'fore she kills
which reminds you of the time you blinded yourself to hindsight
I ain't saying nothing
but the time you told it right
Solar Kite
Smoldering light
bold and right like holding gold might just be like
leeches on ice to fight off the pox of the gripes
cause I hear someone working the locks at night
sending ships through
when in this new
vishnu
ensues issues
like a crying man and crumpled tissue
as a natural by-product of hydrogenation
odds are amazing that the laws aren't an indication of fact just tendency
and as you see the end is here
and clearly smiling ear to ear
weird and hairless careless carcasses
harkens to a time when I was in marketplace
and architects in our context are hard to fix in our generation
because veneration of the ancients ain't just phalanges and hinges and arches and oh jeez it makes me anxious
and its handed down to bandits who are bound to do just what they want to do and what they're going to do anyway
and anyway try to justify it
For us to die or rust away
must away ere break of day
lake of bays
aches and pains
fakes his age says it makes him pay double for admission
I got a hubble telescope predicts anod end to your religion
Dove lovely white pigeon
rigid legislation ate your tradition
listen history is important to your standing and position
but isn't visionary progress only made with ambition
Fein your more decent than your recent piece of fiction
Which depending on the way you read it made the rest afraid to listen
take the best and leave tradition
GUTTED







Mediocre red and ochre
toke your neo-
Chrome blowpipe
Lonely twosome
dont be too specific so later it isn't as painful when you're wrong
disdainful like I'm able to
inflatable aqua-cable to
the creature from the bottom of the sea
that'll eat you up just as sure as we be bleezed off trees
Or at least not as obvious
calling us all in or maybe not pretentious

CUZ I DONT CARE NO MORE
Therefore no more PARAMOURS

landlords are warlords
vanguards and slumlords
dumb broads sucking thumb sores
indoors undoes my untowards
bun more outdoors greasier than outboards
vouched for louts and routed hordes
motorboat playboy bunny whores
wish it away
that additional bit you needed back before you needed it I greenlit it enclitic because you gave it the go ahead
a go ahead to the green light really meant gang's away
hands always in the way
so clumsy
so awkward
no like
no resemblence
my ought
my hindrance
ought not to bid us viciousness just deliciousness
tissues fix nothing
because issues leak oil like no body's business
sounds like more bodies to pile up
in higher higher stacks
liar
my error was a lapse
not a mid-life collapse
Mid-wife to rafts of orphan children milling around the building eating sandwiches
stamping cigarette butts into the ground with their stiletto heels
ghetto film reels
nettle fields look so daisy
daisy age fades hazy into crazy ladies
80s babies
and the maw of fate satiated by the blood of England's navies
splinter hull and hulking anchor
fills with rancor passencore
as I hanker for a simile that evades me like a waiters eye
Noir
so dark
my fading flight
ate up blight like sucking down blood from your bleeding jaw
an nasty fight
a damaged craw
waiting
spitting
famished
for you

Cobra gotta coil for a reason
I just know it
Why
No reason
Seems so skeezy for Jesus to cheese out on his followers
I'm hollering please dont leave us


feeling better scarlet letter
or are you still all piltdown man?
well now Howdy Doody
you two getting ready to settle down?
what got you looking so groovy?
Is it those two blue eyes of floosey
No it's Susie that's amusing me
maybe I'll ask her to a movie
but after school she always looks so busy
got that smile to make me dizzy
leave me spinning like a frisbee
asking if that dude is her boyfriend or isn't he?

well all this is so confusing I'll catch a few Zs and peruse it
or maybe see you boozeday tuesday
and you know if you wanted
you could always visit me at university
cause misery loves company
and humping me may be a good way to chipper up
so dip your cup in this and if you're lucky it'll be liquored up
so, tip to the wise, keep a stiff upper lip and out of fisticuffs
even if you think your tough enough
it's only cause you've drunk too much lush
and not hunkered down pal
Bush got you governed from a bunker clown
uncle sam and fungal ground
Set up
Mongol boundaries
Walls I've broken down
Songbird batteries
Battering
What exactly?
In fact we've
met before
No chit chatting
Just straight to the point
I got a knife and you
you
got
 blood
 to
 pay









fishy smell returns


time to stop this loudness ive a crowd gathering around
I love her where I found her
I left her so tight
After her sister ran away with the visitor
I knew her kind was alright


You're a dreamer hemophiliac
If you really act like

You're acting like my acolyte
STOP
in fact alighting tasks at night
OUGHT not to dot dot dot
 instead of waiting till the morn
it got worse
First time you're surprised
The second  scorned                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       
Third time is her time to rub it in with a smile
AND IT GOES like it always does
curving hallways make me dizzy
Straight ones make me dozy
Dope just makes me tired now I'm by the fire and cozy
Parker Posey
Shogun and Shinobi
This video game is load-y
I have a valley girl says grody not oh G thanks for taking me boating
I've never seen snowshoes that big but not floating
I guess it's a token or a sign that we're so denying Odin or Loki or something
Okay folk brought me up Hopi indian cause I'm into women ruling buildings and the centres of production
Talking something that's to be admired in the gallery of gumption
But one thing to mention
Not a vegetarian
Calories a day couldn't keep me away from this sumptuous morsel of dorsal fin
of course they'll live after you've extracted it
it was in an exact amount that they acted out of epicurean formality
I et a durian in an alleyway
cause I bet a Serbian on holiday
we were both heading back from shacking up with his holiness
I've always wanted to meet up but I'm surprised that he rolls us these big fucking bats
that we gotta smoke down or we ain't in step


From listening to your rap
 I got like one or two phrases
one of them's definitely: come and blaze this



Maniacal
While I was lying in bed with acid crawling up my chest
Just dying to forget what I asked her 'fore she left
I thought about what Oprah said
Cobra coiled is hope in effigy
like for me
Asymptote alleges ends but it don't got open edge or lottery
or Fuddy-duddy buddy busts puss and now he's bloody
and the gutters of his town run ruddy and now on to muddy jetty
others bet he died in the explosion
but I swear it gave him superpowers
loop-de-loop your whole troop of storm trooper fire
but anubis uber alles
Weaver
forming
candy
cotton
 Be there for me on the inside
heaving coal through antique windpipe
don't turn to grin sideways to your friends at my expense
I know it didn't end happy
and that be a lesson to us!
you'll get your half back alright
I'm yacking up
saccharine acts
and I'm dying for an acolyte
to help me along with
the bong hits
a ne'er-do-well to act so right to
cause I lack an active tense to write in
cause right now I'm forever biting tongues
and sagging down under
 dramatic lighting
Catatonic island dressing
Salad missing
Ballots checked
Safely stowed
and stacked in decks
52 tall and placed on conveyor belts
ice  cream purveyors melt sundaes
giving and dividing between each in fair amount
cause one day it adds up to their amount and paramount to our success is our is hardiness regardless of ceremony
for there is only a phony minister
like your is Guinness stout is always poured by the same prank queen spinster
sinister instance of invincible shrimp mincer
I'll administer
vinegar and salt cause she's battered by a rapper that's mad with coleslaw salad
that's battered like a fish not a bitch so hitch to this if your into indivisible windows to break and enter into
pent-up mental centre pin pop pops like a pulled tooth



write less
do more
fuck off less than you used to
'cause I'm so used to you
my loser view's abused but not as black and blue as this rude adieu I bid to you
my blues go boo like ghosts and hope to rid you of
 fearful facts you can't but help to hold on back
hands up!
now hold that
in your folded hands atop your head
A crop top ought that brought the FEDs like red ants swarming down on you
Spot light
Red light district has a bitter licorice taste like the dead might taste if you kissed 'em
Risked his life for righteousness
invited like I might just bust out band stands to hold yourself back to
actuated arms against you
alms I sent you blare out the mouth of blues of mediocrity
Falooza loses but it hews you in two and now your stock increase
jack in box release
hawks his masterpiece for weighted piece
gates slow creep like hewing open slopeheads with axeheads
cranial chasm just a phantasmagoria to you
while I got more in store for you
'cause I got oughts more than whores get bought by men in 4x4s
the most off road they'll be all month
 'cause most things in life don't work out




Grumbly bumble bee
 cedar shade
numbers go easier than heaving breasts of meter maids
whether or not my seeker fades into midnight
heist splits with the loot like pantaloons open up in the right circumstances
hope on mic hurt my chances better than I've been before
bison not burger i've heard before
the wars of course divorce I've heard
I've surely spurred my best onwards over
got a tabletop for warfare
hold this for a second
I've figured I'll start to reckon reckoned I'd get to wrecking
countdown seconds
meltdown presence
I need lessons in
free association
maybe ease up on these associations and start some dec associations
need some peace for procreation
feast of recent police locations
I found on top shelf waiting
octaves having stopped vibrating so get to rating vibes and maybe try dating
eyes can't see the flies that are in them
rid 'em of idioms and pity 'em for bitter hymns you heard them spitting
while I heard they'd already written 'em
all ready for the next one
check it son and spit out the gum
save the shit you writ for your next album
maybe sound dumb but I think I found something stable
cause I'm always able never blind man's cain and wobble
Eyes go wide and sable black like cables wrapped around my guide wires
Way back like payback can be fatal black
prenatal class my diverse day glow yoga mat
hold it back
molten lack of mostly gap-toothed obtuse I found at bottom box of cracker jacks
Tracks 01-02, 04: 1995-09-00 (FM Radio)
Tracks 03: 1994-11-25 (FM Radio)
Tracks 05-08: 1995-08-25 (FM Radio)
Tracks 09-10: 1994-02-20 (Television)

fuck up the dumplings
fuck up my life
fuck up the job
drop out of university
drop my life
miserable in between
i've dropped but not picked up
picked up but thrown away
i went too fast
i rushed ahead
i burned out
out like a sucker
crunch like a cracker
stuck in your throat

make a new batch
only half as much
blasted luck
eat it up
 still tastes good


    1.    Dissent - The uncertainty of the rules of common life, and of the opinions of philosophers.
    2.    Progress ad infinitum - All proof requires some further proof, and so on to infinity.
    3.    Relation - All things are changed as their relations become changed, or, as we look upon them from different points of view.
    4.    Assumption - The truth asserted is merely a hypothesis.
    5.    Circularity - The truth asserted involves a vicious circle (see regress argument, known in scholasticism as diallelus)




forget?
sounds like more I'll regret
the past like ash off the end of a cigarette
hip flask of instant courage
wince and hurl
convince the world your big shit
fist full of squirrels
gnawing on nuts
clawing at us
and our powerful
big fat dream
melting ice cream
so sticky makes you scream
don't cost a thing
napkins: $5.00


Gratuity coffee got you so
caffeinated alienated
so fail your doornail got you left for dead
Ready go
set sail for western shores
yesterday sublated
pieces of eight
reasons you made
and got heathens to say
don't mean much more than winter slush in this season of hate

send me chapstick for breakfast!
 with an iou spells out
ten tonnes of debt
sent sons away
met buns that bray so GOAT they'll blow your oat off
Yyyyou got that choir boy
I got a whole holstein cow and I count six fireflies
besides the fireside lies I held by shaking hand
don't cry sleeket beastie
open up inside
japanese fan
show your butterfly insides to seduced mid-sized economy class station-wagoneers
charioteers racing up your byzantine spine yet
mine's got gold but no off to faucet
awesome lozenge
thanks for clearing up
forest clearing so far we're still in love
but for how long
without my glasses I cant read you
so I made judgements by authorship
balls against soccer kick
so spark some in the dark
go for a lark
start something with someone you can't finish
Isn't it great?
incision just inches away from beating breast plate
escape to rest
bake some bread
aching head
wake instead
into dreams you'll never take again
take again
take again
bake instead of wake again
for the sake of it \
that's what's lead us here to here
no beer just ash in your blood\\\\
 blood in your rivers
hungering quivering swarms of critters
you could call them locusts if it weren't for the titters it brings to the faces of girls
cracked up little girls
pass the churlish
and I got this saxon-type mind craving fertile love
turtle dove
breeding Saxon
cow not beef
mini-stroke the sound of sleep
quarter pound of reef
how or not harlot barmaid so varmint she ordered a heartattack off the menu and asked for side salad
judge said to del:
entry not valid
del said to judge:
hammers just a mallet
floss you teeth with haddock Mr Captain so happening
I discovered baby brothers beneath the floorboards still lapping
milk from mothers breast
had her fill now87 lay your head
not on here little chickie
shoulders of your older folks
molten more than soda pop
got her golden like a quota met
hold on to your hat cuz we ain't done here yet
or maybe are . . .
I can't hear you like the bass guitar
turn it up
not so much
just enough
ghetto broke
cause getti rushed
what gotti got got for
sacre blue
you say save I say made for love
my blues choose you
dont ignore em
my boredom
gets crushed under rocks like potato bugs
NOT SO MUCH
Not so mush like you thought it would be
I got ten tonnes of intensity still-right-here
waiting on the otherside
turn the rock over and gaze with your pretty little squinty eyes
then drop in fear
rock so smeared from like ear to ear
Klondike bar said how bout a beer
I was like sure
and turned like a gear



=butterfly   
pig
skull
griffin
hawk
caterpillar
dolphin
 mask
Two crocodiles
Ouroboros
Pig
What can only be described as a shadow
Hawk
Vitruvian Man cut in ha|f


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too lacky
so sucky

















blue bird
goes bye bye bye boy
but gold stays molten

makes folks as crooked as
riverboat captain

alley full of women
Jersey cow

Saying papa don't hurt
'cause he don't got feeling in his limbs no more

Wisconsin women
Bitter cold
Sour lemon
Sour lemon
Lemon loaf
Dead men know
What the red man forgot
Ten men done in on Walpurgis Nocht
Said go Catholic boy
And all my urges stopped
and ty life flashed before my eyes
And to my surprise I looked and I saw
THat I had not done nothing
and what I had done was nothing to nobody
cause nobody minds
and Sometimes they glowed like fireflies
but crooked cotton craw
dripping black chewing tobacco
hammered up a sign saying Gone Hunting
came back with yeast as the only live animal and we're still waiting for it to rise



hey slow down there math boy
cuz you'll just end up in the dollar bin
with your first EP and my other last choice
while I'm all up in your mama and you say her name's Jocelyn but she looks more like Blastoise

I remember Little Girls and think of you
your whittled down world of self-aggrandized loud and bitter winks at you
why does it always turn into you
burn into you like eyes of lye
Bygone Island upon which you must construct additional pylons: Mycenae
Come back to me
React to me like you used to
Not so groovy just a pulled tooth
Mulled over like spiced wine
digs into you like ice climbers
I feel like I know but I can't remember
I got Alzheimer's
and all the Ellis Islanders comeonback to me
Europe won't be the same without you
And you're only gonna gonna get yourself in trouble
I knew when I gave you liberty you'd only give me back freedom
and act for each his own and complain about tax season
when using your noggin reveals Ocam's razor
Talk so splayed out
it mocks in nasal tones
Ace alone
Holds the key
Waste at home to taste what's free
a day to day prosperity
that's laissez faire but ere on terra firma buddy
Gave a sermon that he had just tucked away for the occasion
fucked away a lot of savings
now he's craving lady-dating
not just any sadie to be satiating
gradients of self-hating I got on top-shelf waiting
Book of Kells sounds out spring of
Englands youth
Cause Ireland's been stomped to ground since in her youth
and on a vinyl noose
she did hang herself and on every eve I'll turn recluse
sipping free juice outta maple trees and moose
an imaginary land of canada goose but no poo
lose but no stewing in your juices cause they're free like masseuses in their sense of liberal values
considering profiteroles've been edible for annuals and manuals can tell you otherwise but nothing dies like
huffing and puffing good for nothing guys tied to tracks they can't track back to nowhere cept at least they're not on crack
says the addict who lacks common sense for all intents and purposes
I've organized some workers permits says just come on through
don't search it
merchant ship or  trailer truck
slaves in hold
or slaves out back
way too cold
to turn it up
feel the burn of honest buck
  reminds you of that week you had
  after you had that sawbuck fuck














cancer is mind's eye striving
lye burnt hive mind blind

I got an attitude to say what's the matter with you
I ain't having it
out the cabinet

bruno -- prime cyborg
jennifer  -- (whorey) manipulator (mind)
ben - numbers man (entropy)
stephanie - corp watchdog

Shooting B-roll tearful reroll helps you
zero zero zero in and
v neck check your estrogen
Ostrogoth ya next of kin
dialectic so hectic it lectured in
social sciences
holds alliances with gold standard appliances
folded folders of horded finances had her highness in stitches
said this bitch is fixated on quixotic logistics
the glitch is so mystic it mystifies the specialists
anesthetist to best divest the bliss
to people around me a hero
a peep hole to ground zero
leap over deep water
gain pounds like DeNiro
I'm a Raging Bull
Paging all of my friends about this fading 80s icon
asking Analyze What?
micron grade awaiting hadron
blotto on the autobahn
bought a lot of wounded faun had me sauntered off
and now I want an add-on
mad a ladder had to totter it ought not to have shattered backs and accidents like that
crooked arm that knocked my hat off
had to (stoop!) to put it back on
an' keep on mackin' chicks like that




like Wagner
which way to the hog turf?
cause I'm looking for a cop.
which way to the cigarette store?
cause I'm looking for a fix to top me off

I got a baby waiting in the basement yo where's the hating
yo you gost to get federating states and
I'm a tape these words together so they rhyme and
off groove timing
But that dont matter cause my adjectives will shatter the perspectives you haven't checked with the methods
I reckon
in a second
that my dolla bills will take indigestion
and make it difficult like it's a cult when you try to mess with me
I'm the MC to be tessellating Excellencies after me
I'm sending ambassadors to have at with words like matadors that be carnivores like that's what's in store for you
while I got a more important cue to be exiting on
next to Fonzie I'm on key replicating desperate fauns
around me
This ain't no ponzi scheme though I may look like a clown G
I ain't no pawn see and I ain't no Toole I'm the Peter O'
If you want to go then you're obviously a pedero
I flow more than average joes
no homo I'm po mo
 hetero
like that shit be a letter from Peter Paul and Mary and yo I'm asking
where's the Arian Nation
bring on the alienation
to bring back your desperation
I got two tickets to your destination
I think it's somewhere in euthanasia





At the beginning of every new relationship you should buy a bottle of your favorite liquor. At the end of that relationship you should drink the whole bottle and let that be the end of it.

how can it be that it was all so simple?




THe INDIVIDUAL
Privacy - personal rights
RIGHT
John Locke
Kinesis
Social Contract Theory
Amore-propre... material
Personae
Idealization?

Put to the ends of an energeia

are they idealized?

how?

through institutional power? (hegel) liberal
or is it through the radical direction action of the individual?  (marx) radical









SEARCH vs PRIVACY


    •    Providing our services, including the display of customized content and advertising;
    •    Auditing, research and analysis in order to maintain, protect and improve our services;
    •    Ensuring the technical functioning of our network;
    •    Protecting the rights or property of Google or our users; and
    •    Developing new services.
==


"...the street finds its own uses for things"




The poem contains a motif of "the mechanism", described as "Forever / Dividing that from this",[28] and which can take the form of the camera or of the ancient gun that misfires in the speaker's hands.[29][30] Technology, "the mechanism", is the agent of memory,[29] which transforms subjective experience into allegedly objective records (photography). It is also the agent of life and death, one moment dispensing lethal bullets, but also likened to the life-giving qualities of sex. Shooting the gun is "[l]ike the first time you put your mouth / on a woman".[31]
The poem is, then, not merely about memory, but how memories are formed from subjective experience, and how those memories compare to mechanically-reproduced recordings. In the poem, "the mechanism" is strongly associated with recording, which can replace subjective experience. Insomuch as memories constitute our identities, "the mechanism" thus represents the destruction of the self via recordings. Hence both cameras, as devices of recording, and guns, as instruments of destruction, are part of the same mechanism—dividing that (memory, identity, life) from this (recordings, anonymity, death).
[edit]







who is PRO privacy?

Government....re: Facebook's advertising scheme
File Sharing...re: Corporate litigation


Government is on our side?
  

Who is BAD for privacy?

Fakesters> Intellectual Property...Amore-propre...
Google, Facebook,

Fakesters interpret reproduction and free abundance in Ideas, means that ownership of said Ideas becomes communal...

yet we are left with this question of what is the positive communal message beyond war...are we left with a negative peace and a succumbing to the "common" mutual appropriation of all parties

But hold up...marginal cost is not fixed cost.

I need a materialist critique







A hundred hundred dread red huns
Gnashing their teeth and spoiling their sons
Oiling their blades and powdering guns
weighing their gold and towering them up coin by coin
spillin rakem red rum and feeling fine
those were the times boy those were the times
cold like ice wine
short like the skirts in the summer sunshine







What follows are the saddest of all possible words:




In dreams
you're mine
All of the time
Together in dreams

Love was never born to say goodbye

Goodbye baby got to go
Goodbye baby got to go




gimme that old time religion
it's good enough for me
don't need your new affliction
that old time religion
is good enough for me



have some bad intentions
plus I got mad henchmen
to fulfill them
Fill in the blanks with vanilla filling
Still a guillotine for killing without feeling
Theatre of virtue avert your eyes to ceiling





take a MENSA member and give him a
sensor reheat
season with fenugreek
 see how it reeks of weed up in this place please
jeez dude
these nudes choose you
my new crush's my old crush
stove pipe stoke broke my mad mag fold up
Hot shot gotcha Baghdad blow up
now load up the stuff and let's get gone
bond over James Bond trivia isn't it grand
and I killed you with my own hands
Smithsonian phony don't he know he also-ran against the very best
Cro-Magnon man
damn it isn't a tan it's spray-on deontology that followed you here
If all is clear pull up an ear and let's have a mis en place
kissing ass wizened dinner jacket pass the cracker jacks
flaccid ghost of haggard dad
come back on to add to mad
yet there're mad different methods to that way that he has
so bandied about the truth starts lose art
choose our glued together new ARK
to float through water so
blue it starts to rub off on you
like type writer ribbon
 and you're left the one screaming
hot potato hot potato
and it got you so laid out
you'd bet you took heroin
thought you could take it
but the ought wasn't made of available materials
1to10to100 sends you back to everywhen
in tailor made experience more salable than deja vu
and I swear to god from the age of two
I was a presage of doom
laser boom your nasal phase reminds you of cartoons
car-seat cozy keeps you safe like platoons
make blue paste like dragoons
reminds you of back in the days
cause anachronism pays like
waiters wait so you can cook
so get cooking
No use Ducking write ups in the book and
looking out for number one ain't good enough
knock knock knock asks if you bought enough
oddly enough my lotto number hummed out gold tonight like a real old rush
On On Husky Dogs Mush Mush to the nearest dearest
I see so clearly now how the merest spec of interest catches my attention against this sea of dreck
please direct the seeress to my tent for the night
sent for the right entities to end my life
but instead oh wont you
tell me now of angelic houses
Paracelsus
or else it's semites rites and sites of worship and worse, first thing's first it's easier to forget
elysium you regret
thwarted by torpid men bent on torte reform
who want you to conform to norms established way back before you were born
and'll door to door enforce inordinate attention to their cause
Not mention that the pauses in their sentences yawn like a chasm that is having a case of the blahs
gun in my belt
hun in my posture
Gotcha
Moloch coca cola fax machine
tax adjustment sent on ten tonne intensity
highest setting
bed wetting
to call your mother on
tell her bobby
he left susie
he left susie
now's used to what he's losing
what a doozie
now his
 blues for you do not but awkwardly amuse the two of you and
now he's losing
his mind from this oozing rude pollution





and now I'll write you straightforward
not oddly put in different orders
now it's right foot forward

got that simple enough?
Always waiting: don't know when to love
enter sentimental love
and
say hello to the friend zone
tenth to one to ten pounds of endo
went down to Gandalf said how 'bout Nintendo?
so now
thatI'm always winning I'm grinning
Synonyms are spicy cause they got cinnamon in em
and when you evacuate bring the women and children


constantly changing
constantly changing
how can something constantly change?
that's amazing!















righteous
my light just
so brights its
so frightening like lightning sings like a thing that flings base
I got a ring wraith coming at you and you got your Sting blade
so just in case you engage
my N-Gage is ten gauge
my MA in ten days so horrendous my end of days pays off like a racehorse compared to this
but I'm heir to this
In err knew this
In airs blew his brains out with an antidote called dope so GOAT it blew his oat
I got asymptotes for hands and a bunch of kid sisters
you want an antonym for breakfast with some whiskey and bitters
you're asking for my wife I said she went to her sister's



vow to be a flower child but now I got you backing out
my facts ring out in fact in doubt I flout my mouth off in a joust
I'm most certainly a roustabout mostly muscle tussle and teach us a lesson about guzzling back
Fuzzing up tracks so vacuous I actually actuated
arms against you
your charms against offensive fencing, break and entering and kung fu
tension so riveting my divots exhibit hunger


I need reborn blindness
so I can focus on the lyrics more
start again to retard and then next thing I know I'll fear the nearest seeress o'er the hill
for my still important well-in-order life of boredom
I'd whore myself out for a little amour again
see you later Portland, Oregon
on to EVEN shadier acres
seasick seas beneath a sky so blue that you dont even have to look up at it cause it glows
Russet potatoes straight from the blood red ground
my shuttered world
my guttered town
gone green around the gills
and all men's ills bubbled back at them
like cackling hags stirring double troubled rakem red
Rum made from blood aged in thin moonlight
Sweet elixir
Varying mixture
Talcum powder trace me after I abscond
and I'll remember you as sentimental if you bottle me back some in an empty evian



Catherine had a headache, so did Jim.
If they had children, he thought, they would be tall, thin and have headaches too.





So all I have is scraps of letters best thing I know how to do is get to fitting them together
but refrigerator magnets cling so fucking freudian
and torn corners thwart our attempts at joining them
two times joy vision
spelled out nuance in bold
fuck-scape of your store bought words
so cheap they're foretold
Sokay they
Just don't take my orbiters away from me 
Donair so saucy she types like forty words a day to be a deity
forty cloves a chicken
fortitude like sticking around
forty dudes, two by two bike to Fisherman's sound
wish up a noun to diss up a clown
Mesopotamian say again maybe epistles resound
invisible rza blade is a volition 
head in his hands and his mind's on the mission
Isn't it inane all this jockying for position
You got to know NO
When you visit an aunt.

No dont act out for
No Podunk backwater
No Say you will
No my Love No ought to
No Pretty please erase the scarring visions from my eyelids
Only eyeballs spun back around and backlit.
Only Cancer so cantankerous I forget to thank you for it

High cheekbones so black and white
my acolyte
acts all impassioned, right
always nagging at night
like gagging to fight
my agon is aiight but I'm like agg dam with bite
Hamptonites like damn I can't tonight
From Danton to a tantalizing count down to sound
Don't they know
Don't they know
 they're made for this ?
say it is 
Rated X
Bass bounce silence
Taste ground pilots
Face down from the waist down
Case marked important files
ordered for more important people
simple loophole
 suit and necktie
supersonic jet
singing through the air
debt debt debt
fox hide unrest
costly off set
stratifying posset
satellites data light shines so bright to off the faucet
Mr. Boss of awe some caustic
Gnostic bostitch pin grinning poster toaster
owes his robes to Moses homies
flows his gold like dough out ovens
witches coven
hope in hell
broken bells
tortured topiary airing out dead motels.
 


Greet the ground as friend trend setter
sound of upsetter blares out like berettas
draw blood like diabetics
screaming out in phonetics
etiquette to better vet veterans of bettering the self
Help
My manifest is top shelf
hand him sess he'll come back with pot fest
insides of hot pockets so molten they'll scorch environments
higher higher stack the cents
and when you knock over towers claim accidents
like errors to my tax adjustment
school bus sent the wrong way
a stent in your kidney
bid me welcome
honest horus to his house so impotent it seems important like the ocean
and is ordered like a notion in your head that sounds so true
but sorry isnt
torrid vision sorta schism where its in
the next room fixing us drinks for my vampirish sex tomb
exhume next views and hate them too
excellent exit wound to zoom through like I bit through lip with tooth

A truly Platonic relationship
EBOLA so BUBONIC it stole my relationship

You festoon restrooms like lines from MF Doom
while I spark tunes like dead coons
Yo!
You wanna fuck with this shit?
I wreck it logistically
360 degrees of dipstick steez

Cause I'm coming at you like Futurist....

So where's your suture?

Oh it's...on the bed?

But too late cause my bullets sprayed lead that ate you up like 88
and 808 that ate away my grieving heart sounds like fart storms stirring up different parts son
and I'm
exploring oughts not is-es
you wanna scoff
say my antithesis ain't where the symptom is
you wanna box with this shit you're causing regress to the synthesis
like egrets to this instance of poetry mentioning birds to be ostentatious
Not to be pugnacious but you floss with the pubic hairs of uber mensch
and I'd suggest you buy a twofer shampoo sir so your pube dont stench
I say that's rude and uncouth so potentially restrain yourself
Take a chill pill and please ease off of this
cause you know balls better than a psychic octopus





why dont you open up some fun dip and take a seat baby
cause we ain't going anywhere for at least a week
yeah that subway car like a runaway child in rags so rich my sagacity atrophied and naturally I couldn't speak
I tried to say the truth ain't written down nowhere
It's scraped off the underside of mini mall parking lots 
where all the dirt collects like a dirty old man with his book of stamps
and the grime away decay it sounds like hooker tramps from times of yore so passencore the story bores us now
Yet back black and backlit
I'm floored with emotion at the notion that my sickness sounds like quickness to the ears of elder Irish
now my tryness sounds like buyness to the boys down English quarters past the porter pass the porter and I'll tell you all about the girls in garters
tell me martha
tell me farther
now my father's been put to bed
now my father's been put to bed
All men's quotes been dredged up dead
Heads on pikes
cause veg dont allege
Sea's gone ease gone weasle and wont
Easel and ought
Feasibly vis-a-vis each to each bought
for dollars on the dime but my dime's only paper
teach me each caper out the jar
more daring than the last
got this flawless sort of mass appeal where your selling your last meal at 99% off marketing schpiel
but now my ire's so fire hardened
and my garden's de-weeded
now the only thing left to do is to forget and lie defeated
on the ground like waiting up at night
waiting aching up at night
for no one
owing nothing no body no one's home and my dome is so blown by my poems so chrome they glow like twilight zone in an mug ugly sort of bulbous kind of light
that'll hold you just as tight











jungle heat
hammer fall
skin cancer
wobble saw
bang
my thinking just
 bang
gets so fractured
by the thump thump nail-gun
run thunderous back actor
staple out Tic Tac Toe
blocking out my window with
 reflective siding
I feel like ants must
roasting alive
wondering at what heavenly portents sent
this eclipse of sun and convex glass 
for fun all children laugh
destruction of my home
my family
my past
which way to civil society
which way goes around?
does cunning lie just underground
or do puns come from wonder bound
breaking free
Home to me now
denounce renowned down round where we lounge
senile teenage weed scrounge
find a roach to roast and I can feel that fear talking and
I can hear talking
Outside



fuck me?
no how bout fuck you

we're gonna get so high
we can't feel our feelings no more
and show them that we believe in our beliefs just as much as you believe in yours

co nnaught knot I dare not know ye
hold my hand so that the winds dont throw me
skies away
skies away
And I perspire with a pop like drop-shipped spires
Topic sentences evade me
icing on the cake is poor man's gravy


=




weather the wine dark
evening, sister
whether or not
the wine dark sea
boils in knots and has spats with itself like wildebeest
jumping and kicking at no damn tzetze fly
just this busted bloated voted best in class ass with which to first define
rules on a page that ain't been there before
you don't escape the game but just the score
adjust the score to something more adorable
horrible things don't ring in my adoring ears
but in yours they surely will
divorced before the wars of course it's early still
up early filled with ill-defined but surely guiltless maleficence
Warlike inwardness makes subtext din like elephants
thundering down pestilence after them
afterwards mayhem
destruction run on too long move on now and slow down some
and have a good look at him

acid clawing up his neck so
effervescent spark like text pho-
netically arranged to shatter
aesthetically he's somewhat dapper
so tap your shoes along to
a few songs and then booze and bong
like cooch and gonorrhea go together
some high minds might sniff but I heard they
roomed together in college
and all his children call him uncle
and all his women call him Ted's his name so you remember and come September take the pledge

how'd you get to be every girl who's face is turned
Not their eyes, but always you just from behind
your bob so hard to bring to mind
but on every street corner there you are again, honey
I'm running out of alpha states to jive
cider strong hands draw the divided man
crab claw clutch got iron cold hands
ironed on shirts
fire fire
fan fan
so clumsy with delicate things
one spark
and up it goes like jubilee fireworks
cotton-candy gauze
love is a dog
a snarling bitch with catchy sickness
ready to hatch me back some freak thickness
I'll fix us up some whiskey
that'll do me in like Rohinton Mistery
sister so history
cheap drunk like I seen hobos drink Listerine
she's thinned out see,
like rubbing alcohol
so you can drink it on up
Too strong for me
Two toned tan from falling asleep at the beach
spells out a nike swoosh
fresh red adidas track suits
slicked back hair
thunderous grinding subwoofers
awful metallic cologne
cigarettes
cigarettes
cigarette relationships
bigger threats to your facebook status than
regrets I got spewing like nervousness out my fingertips
and when the ringer clicks the singer splits from the stage
wingnuts fly off often don't worry take a tip from the way they wind down
dine around town once and awhile
it wouldn't hurt to see you not working or buried in text
I married her cause I thought I buried my ex
but like harrier jets
invariably wreck
instead I loved a mirror
got wanton eyes that glower
but never the less
spark the sess
divest this contest of the investment you made to it
vet
nervousness
exhale purposiveness
what his lie-burnt worthlessness a verb couldn't express
 so TAKE A COUPLE NOUNS WHY DON'T CHA
city state town
arena and country
person place thing I had for lunchmea
I fly off like I tried golf and maybe even liked it
manicured ground so brushed to my perfection I'm indicted even now by my mal-attention
Tattoo RETuRN eternalize an current concern nahm saying



internet muse I'll use you too
you're the floozie I choose as my amuse-bouche
But soon I'll be saying adieu to your Nous
I got a new groove called pop
 like an glock or an uzi makes goo






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through a nascent fog
eye of the doll
hair of the dog
there she is
bivalve and all
in her
Winner's jumper
black dahlia catsuit
chap-stick fiasco
bathroom break
grim visaged Sim-village fandango
is it her tapping like a branch at your window?
even when it is it's never good
and it's always her
And I'm one worse than Narcissus because I'm already drowned

in water rushing water
Vodka's Russian water
Deep water brought a lot to blot out
not my mantra
Kant said quanta ontological                
Homogenous
My throat craves lozenges
like a Serb eats Bosnian rocket launches
nor yours
nor your daughters
Taught her to teach herself
out here it's no one's water
though it ought to cauterize the wound
so deep damn blue she is too
running girlie so bow legged when she wobbles
hooping boy so hop when he jumps
upside your turnaround's a lucky stack of skunks
just building home
still in tones so mellow
say hello to the tunes you met just leaving home




come on oh no
I'm imaging hairspray voodoo spacemen walking telephony blues
osiri s scattered like dew across
spewed out and rubiconed beyond
where isis went in search
ayatolla sold her ten tonnes of rusty carriages
monopeds and old timey bikes
homonyms and that time you told it right
no not tonight
tonights so firehardened
garden of our ardent love's been bartered for tickets to bards I love
and that tort reform crap aint like entirely indicative
I wreck at rap when I'm pensive
dents his car like a cricket bat
zanzibar and my dick in that
gotcha gloaming on sideways
eyes out skies out says hi to me boy down firey ireland way
entirely firewood
my ire's been ironed on what my IRA is tired of




Ammonium Nitrate
Let's spark it up.

Get our kicks in the alleyway
Smoking blunts.

cops are on the stake out in an unmarked car
while we're burning down a blunt that got us raw like steak tartar
Your seders on the radar hater
Break your jaw with the fake lake barrage of cops
I keep the shit locked down in my safety deposit box
so it ain't on me when they search my shit
I burn herbs so whirling dervish they blanche and get jooked if they try to took my rhyme book
Left Left right hook
Patriarch of Inglenook
Jingle Jangle Engel angle acute too boot h=ere's a bong hoot don't toot
your own horn
I'm more norm than your four-door homeslice plus I roll nice
BLUNTS
and my roll dice flow bites
so honed it hits its onus
bonus points
show us points to improve on
move on over for the new spawn
udon noodle soup so neutron bomb hot
blew my hand off
police standoff had abandoned my back and forth with Bangkok


Introducing the clever cleaver the
LEVEL 1:
PLayer Character
I flay ya alive and derive your imperative
categorically
Transcendental deduction that's busting up your judgement junction
THIS
rap allegory be
I'm sorry to say the story is
horribly morally paternalistic
so let's return to this shit
It's this
fraternal earned-all-of-life-already-attitude
that's turning dipsticks out like widgets
Envisage misanthropic people through your optic peep-holes
And keep on keeping on counting digits
 


Quail egg
crest of wave
juniper berries
leaf of bay
otter's fur
daughter of a feral mother
sparrow flight sparrow feather
chinese take-out in containers more perfect than real
pursed lip
caught eye
a look
a lie
a hook
a line
but never any fish
dock and waiting
mocks your waiting
with beer and fine weather
fire and good company
but never any fish
never any fish
but always enough nouveau-riche to buy out the rest of Parkdale
and send a horde more of 'em west of Parkdale
easy going temperament sounds sour when you tell him of it
my ordinary argument is of bargain bin irrelevance
and elephants are in the room like I'm in the house see
a miserable little tomb of Bela Legousi
and I'm on go sees for groceries
oh jeez here's a whole gold piece
king john's in charge so welcome to the fall feast
all eat for free
no raptors like Maltese
Falcons I'm Balkanizing like organizing my DVDs
separating Earnest Borgine from Salton Seas
burn his effigy
importance forgotten
in poor taste to Auden
a burning desire is erking my noggen
a Berkenstock problem
concerning our posture
I'm thinking I ought to
run town in a rinky dink Miata
bun down ones till your
pinky stinks of potter
or you're fall down blotter
like ink stains mink with that sinking feeling.



Born of Idra
I bid you welcome the Delphic hellion
with Hell's bells and woebegone
cherubic rubix cube anubis-headed solar spawn
Told her mom   that the dominant tradition he belonged to was Jewish
Hews his marbles  out of rocks
Uses starter kits like boxed
SETS OF FIGURINES
I figure his fingers are longer that ten long green beans
bent on sending CDs for free
Jeez
 I hope incinerating beadies impresses the ladies
You bet he's Andretti when it comes to internetting.
My dinner guest is oh so interesting
Synergizing over salad dressing
Milquetoast and mal attesting
get on outta town
let down Rapunzel
nightgown so let down
went down a tunnel so crooked
swear it looked like a demon bowel
seems these teens today teem to scream and howl
like when I bust up on your face and you shoot me back your semen scowl
teethe away the taste of a faith that's not redeemed by child
seeing as how
my layman tongue
set it to rights
debt so high
with Pike Trench and trowel
The right chance and I'll
fowl up the light sense it has about it all
and try to Dig deep down
Find mommy and swoon
BUT
This masterpiece's centre-piece is my de centred clown
 on again to each his own
blonde again like bitch is home
which in zoning permits permits hermit crabs their sherbet
even after they just started their diet
and if you meet any G20 protesters go fester elsewhere bear claw
I'm airing out my southpaw
got ionized lies spry as Danton

I got a tablecloth Phantom and them antonyms for scissors
Data Adam and a round of kid sisters
And all around him conniption fits
wife in gown children playing behind her dress like a curtain
hide and seek anesthetist
longest legs and bitch's tits
nurtured all his life
till killed by cancer cold
his baser nature clasped in hands so old
faster faster said the captain to the wind
round round can opener saw salmon tin.

cmon cmon my own symbols
a bowl of smoke
two papers and a prayer
nod to nothing and to night air
11 months it was over
love is a fog from hell
anagrammatized to letterscraps
tap to nowhere
flowing out fine
9 beat cocktail
oxtail so saccrine
rza beat street meat
each to each facile.

It's all in calling me
Cauldron born insanity
Bubbled back so frothy
Newts and eyeballs
Arrowroots and hooting owls
animal eye teeth

Robin redbreast
fowl weather
Erring sparrow
sour temper
always egret
never regret
Cow tow
Owl and measure
Ringneck pheasant
bond trowel and trencher
over the hedge
bobbing so swain a hod
worn a top a nodding noggin needing meat to feast upon and litres of wellproof grog
\\\

death of father re; pride

Yelp for for Help when the Delphic shelf is way above your self-explanatory principle
For instance I'll convince you that my citadel is magical
With adjectives of Agincourt contort your oratory corridor
A door to door message that'll tessellate, take you on sabbatical
Laugh and relax syntax with the mathematical calico
Allegories bore me cuz I'd rather have the story where
Toreadors eat oreos just cuz that's just how that story goes
Begins with euphoric vegan whores in war torn homes
Four door explorer sport utility cuz that's just what nihility owns
Where I'm thrilled to be home
to this facility don-
ated by
Beta Phi
there where the latest I've
guillotined roam







Sta-Stammering Stamp wax just just where the figment finds it
Signet ring sounds out the the biggest things to scry with
eye to eye bitch
didn't you
didn't you
didn't you dot?
jot down inkbots
and scram together somesuch nut butter better than nonesuch
run us errands so redundant, fuck
die, scratch, fuck, die, fax tax receipts all day and then go fuck some weekend pussy
each of us
yeah we make eager vows
(do you?)
well I wonder which?
now that my real family's left over from the
sunday bitch
trite so tight
gotta bite like aiight
you know what I'm saying?
I got photographic memory said you dress like a Klingon outta Beetlejuice
Can of clams amateur porn kinda cute



Can't speak of others so I'll talk of my betters
Locket I grasp so tight my fist always clenches by itself now
Works so damn essential to my character
I'm impaired with a barely heard potential in my ureter
tangential to my wherewithal but scarcely more than Derrida
Mic in hand of murderer
Occur to you to certify you're burning up
alert to ya vertebrae
Turbid herbs don't hurt but they'll sure curb your word of mouth
I heard about that in daily dirt that's in the news around
stupid town
I flew with nouns o
and came back with only two of them



There's no other word than Wonderbar
Some wounded faun that did a U in the
middle of traffic
A little Gaddafi with half the affectations and ass kick
And it's elastic hips and tits
 dot dot dont hit for shits and giggles
Got a mad galangaal bag that does agg damage to
Magic Sigils
Adjectives to ratchet bitches
Imagine this is
as it is and as it is is as it should be
like Bip goes Bop
and shit grows crops
like geckos hop
and echoes only stop when you start to talk to me
Heart as hard as hardest rock to me
with your Faramir army of Sartrely philosophy
and far be it from God to disarm me with thought
don't talk to me
So I hobble around all baked off the pot
with caked on expression that's stressing what's not
instead of dead and done and ought
running off of dot dot dot
puffing off softly coughing often
baked off the head and bed and break the cot
next I said
xyzed not waking alpha states
for sake of aching bod
It's always the same
take it off like
making up
Now your fingers have become a crane like Ichabod





leap over steps
oh my stars and aching neck
stay connected
not separate

Go on, roll long out the high high heaven
Left out to die outside my foster child
the newest Oedipus
yeah that stew that they fed us with
made outta meat that
Flew into us from way up ahead of us
said bring that beat back
IMpact like
That of an atom bomb
cause everyone loves a fascist
 on and on viet cong
gotcha blonded on 'cause hope hatches the need to
Be at home
can't have a garden so you synthesize some
methadone
like ten tonne crops of
ethanol and set upon
etymological distinctions
instead of downloading the newest blinging ring tones
for ya special cell telephone
just like Beth and Bobby's
Bethlehem hobby horse king of his father's house
hollowed out vaudeville so odd we'll all go out.

And like everything I've ever written
First disgusted
then you're smitten
then annoyed with how it's going
Lose interest and maybe hit a roadblock
But then you Jimmy rig it sensible
cause this story's loped past its hero
past the zero
dark dark dark spark some art to tide us over like a gyro b4 dinner
dinner
dinner

-1 is hell
I'm the +1 elf
to bust y'all out
like puss out a poison cut
don't go north go south
like yack
all down my jacket
and that racket
building backs of houses to never even waste away in
Tasty cake but might be better wafer-thin
all dolled up and gotta say that's Lotte's fading away off a lot of gin
Gotcha hot shot Sewed on grin
Load on in
Load on up
Photon skin
Voltron head
Soul from Hades
Molten tin
in a pool in the palm of his of holding hands
 waiting for a mold of him.

and I've nothing
No more for falsums to complain about
come one come all
Falsity beckons us hither
behindsssits massk a ssslither
Quiver quiver stormy lover
like pick of silver playing zither


fire hardened
with iron bars
R&R
Ein soph
and soft serve courage
moxie so purposive furtive looks don't stop a flurry of early birds and morning doves


now again come back again all the everyday long
rifling through just sorting through all the severed diphthongs
That colour hues out every place
beholden to the all of
run on
come on back to me
oil out of olive
and all the never long night
sag and ask sagacity
if her sissy sister history retreats on purpose
or if the walls you await the fall of are
Keepin' 'em out or in?
And that gap tooth fool at the circus
why don't he hold on to time like it was made for throwing away instead of sitting in churches?



the cinders descend her down down deep enough to take us back


iron on moonlight
stainless steel wolf
he who lives in towers


=====
Constant dreaming of this world a better place
Mistakes are made but they cant be erased
Together we consume and everything just stays
In its place, lost in a maze

Mind blink open towards opening doors
other-voiced summer choice don't mope
I got more in store that'll open up your pores
Ours don't bore but like a taurus gore ya more

Nexus contests this, supercede this
Dont disagree I'll sport a suit and tie
For a business meeting where somethings amiss
Slippin uphill, i continue to fly

What's in you is mine cause I'll capture it
Write it down in bits and after that remaster it
Blast ya with disastrous match sticks to finish with
Whirly Bird Kalashnikov to dish some molten mischief with

Pretty hot and tempting, I do concede
Disused, abused, at the pawn shop in need
of repair, but if it aint broke dont fix it
token magic  gramophone,   but i dont wanna jinx it\

Our rhymes thrive on the double entendres
I bring the lantern to the burst bubble dot.com-ers
Crack ya head and make an omelette
Comma my bombage throws words to dominate with



===







Recurrence owes us temporality, I said "finality" into all sorts of doom reality
Attuned to tunes of gloomy rooms that blind men croon about
see value is
In the eye of the beholder
and totality is far away and can you believe the things she believed that they told her
I sold her away to slavery







And I'mma hafta put it down now
You grown up so fast ya ass out pajamas
This Anderson Cooper blooper beat's bananas
And this Anise seed eases back G stacks to Saxon bleed back
Catechism isn't rationally portioned so pass the reef Jack

Faster than Mastodons blonded off a holocaust I ossified
Talks in toxin back of oxhide
Moxy occidental mental dental dam a gentleman
Went to all the right schools but remained a simpleton
Pimples on his face spell out Simple Simon
Wimpy in a pinch but in the clutch its a mad gush of rhyming
Puncture timing just the right way
which is the right way
on top of night highways say my way is in sight way
up ahead
alright we don't
Don't we now cause I thought we did?
play so day for night
noon-long shadows of Sherwood trees
Mirkwood leaves abscond with the sun
Blonde but not run-away-with-her good enough
sun shines down to say you're wood enough for this patch of fore
I\/|atches so blasted my caster oil spills man of war
Mustache so Handlebar\\\\
Ran our lives out of the backs of trucks
facts can go fuck themselves
Nottingham's rotting away our Saxon selves.





choosing to do it is usually enough to screw it up
Aye the important thing is commitment to writing
A commitment and comportment opens up I hope compartments
It amounts to arguments I boardroom bench between
The Bedouin and the Gypsum Sea
Wanderer and Gypsy King
Jack of Hearts you (tipsy) sing about
Pokipsee shifts and pixie sticks to run rings around
I don't think so many inkwells've been expelled in haste
hate that made my mouth twist round so bad in taste
fade to waste and mash the clown to fish paste
alienate to date more blatant than fish bait
That baits fish I ate
Say it
Fate
WIsh I did




Yo I'm mad chilled out
just relaxing
sit back and check the fat sacks of Michael Jackson
Me and two or three of these yeah that'd fucking be fantastic
Syntax is taxing my back just when I gotta flip and ass kick
I'm like a Mastodon Don Juan on and on with the rhymes when you pass it on
I bought like a .9 Ottawa dime
And now I'm Sauntered off so blotted off I got it off a chinaman
It was tiny one but I bust it up and it
Blow up so hymen-like I swore it was dynamite
Sign of a Scorpio said my dick was torpedo-like.




+1 elf
rust belt cussin' mouth
well well
Hells bells fellow hello how are you?
Got enough bluff to bluster up some Power U
Dowager How'd he do?
Bow to you?
No Saturday nights are powder blue.
Gather round
add a noun
cause the sound it spews



Coptic Can Opener Opens
canopic jars holding organs of all sorts of adorable creatures
hold up
after that low cut
a horrible sort of blur forces more stares at your torso features
Anubis uber Alles
Pooper Scoop ya phallus
Loop de loop twofer true in a blue suit sipping away dog away dog away at a chalice
batter madder than a hatter in alice
in wonderland
and I'm the wunderkind
Under the underking
Blunder your thundering out backwards a shuttering shit that glitters quick like I'll fix it
I'm the stiff wicket.
Plaque to crest off with
Off with your heads scoffing
Blasted off blocking
out scenes I'll never see again
Green but not fiendin'
blind not bleeding
and I'm not reading in this light no more
and my eyes gone too bright again
and my system's gone off
and my happiness askew
and you dont know and I'll not care no more cause I dont wanna
You know why
Cause I wanna
No heat?
Grab sauna
No meat?
Grab tuna
Wanna seat?
Ask your ma
Tax and death can't keep me away from her



You know why my shoeshine
Eyes blue so bovine
Why two for to toe the line
Owe a line or two to her
Arrange her funeral
and don't show up like you planned to
Mandible again with the anvil you
Candle light phantom grew handsome too
handled the ransom   few too many times and it damned him to
a life he didn't quite choose but then again he kinda did
I'm the frustrating kind of plaque that when you floss you bleed and then blood that you signed it in
spills forth from your gushing mouth
hushing down words so absurd you doubt
no one would know
a sewed on totem patch to Satch'mo
Owed naturally actually saturate now that you're hatching over
eggs you'll only scramble later
Got a chick so cold she's a Darth Vader
She's like:
I want sex now
Art later














nvective detective I wrecked it then blamed the mess up on a specialist
Thessalus in essence is a son of larger specimens and dissonance is in us or maybe isn't physical







Bourgeois spalsh pour moi please ash in the tray
Fashion display puts the hash into play for the body high
Sauntered by a good looker turned out she had a wonky eye
Concubine aren't you tired on ironed on cause I'm eying I and I and
and I'm dying sighing tying my hands behind each other cause my ire's fire hardened
garden of ardent love
bartered for Sartre type love
our type love ain't like that blog type crap
fog stack hat
talks hype rap
walks up buff boom bat
gruff groomed cat
room sat
gloomy
who me?
Soon sad









































Can't you see I've grown to hate you
Love you all the more for my hate, my mate evade you
Unearth great past yous to view and I hate them too
Rate them poorly, but bit through lip with tooth
blood boiled septic sluice
Remember two is deuce
Vous or nous
Lose and curse
funeral hearse
Booze booze booze and I can't say what's worse
Rose colour Faustian
or Rakem Red Helen
stack em dead by the door
severed heads like honeydew melons yelling for help
seldom said self as elder's milk runs
Well on the way to silk duds
Blood for blood and over shoulder salt
meal tickets and steel studs







Sitting in class at a quarter to 9
Just a fool can't decide between the tits or the ass
Lexie so fine, Julie's sublime, but
which is the width which I wish was so vast?
Yo when I picture that bitch's twat's features so I can really rap about em
devout beyond a doubt rich sirs with vicious itches that they suppress to best sound dumb round up hounds and jailers failed workers day labourers a nd adult babies
Say what you want about teachers to each his own but only give me this
Rigidity either be eye to eye with me or be bitterness and this is all too common
Mrs. Almond
Dissin' homonyms I'm bombing
and you
Tell me WHAT?!!?
Homework due in seconds flat!
Fucking sad ruptured glad
Hand in dreck in feckless act









I Connect 4
Resurrector
Vector Objective is set for Sector 14 even before your explore
Text or verbal test for
your noggin I'm flogging
with extra like cheese
with sex, drugs and these
fees easier to please than a decent adjacent tease
Recently my case is dec' but these days I need a piece of a feast of Bs
Eagerly meagerly we will be feebly debriefing we think okay vocation
waking life Eiffel tower plunge
our lunge with a knife gets blood on your nice duds
The right floods at the right time
Write down buds that you smoked last night time
Fight time off scoff often with cough like Molotov Cocktail OX Tail Broth
Hop scotch past 4
I'm like don't
But you ask for more faster than a blasted batch of man of war SAG award actors
Haggle for a gaggle of daggers to mangle with verbs
Jingle Jangle so Galangal Angle William Randolph Hearst Burst whirling dirvish Ed Mirvish Jesse Hirsh holding candle to herb.
Smoke like Sandalwood like I tangle up your early worm
Surely Shirley's Temple of Rumpelstiltskin's ilk milk prey like the early bird which I wish.  I wish I had a wish that dished out wishes and a kiss so molten mandolin suburb
Dandelion globe so handle with care
DAMN ! Jane Eyre so fair dare not to stare
Tear away the gypsy clothes
Whoopsidaisy tharsheblows
ARR
She goes likes this
Hoes I've met
LIKE FLOW LIKE THIS
But I don't know so low my dough is overdosed with HOES I DISS
My nosiness and tip toe pass the tab I owe to Rabbi don't cha know with flow so gold I told my friend Avi Halaby, salary of calories had to be MAD NOT TALLIED.
RAGNAROK river valley alley way of death
ONE EYED REF F THAT Fluff that tough act
Cocksucking cum catch






Now now it's much better

fighting fury


last night a caterwaul blathered scrawl mad at catatonic ratatat with an addled attitude and two shoes as different as colours from one another

Magnetic light. Back-lit Sittlichkeit.  It's the night you lost your way and here it is back again back again, a flapjackstack of reckoning

Parmenides enemies
way up ahead of me
your friend upended entity
I tend to rend identity apart and start over
A mold of solar old times held over



yeah everything even
tab together


Ring and think of tinkerbell


Flick of my wrist
I make chicks jizz
Tip my 'tress
Hypnotist
Itsy bitsy Recidivist who quips so bliss like Icarus
Invisible fist of Adam Smith
Had enough of battered bitch
and now I'm a trauma patient
Obama-nation nominated for homonyms that dominated
Robbed the sacred havens and the graves of babely maidens
Lions craving giant savings and the hash Afghanis gave him did assuage him to the fact that after that it was amazing

Plenty of MCs but not much talent
Your chick scratches itches like she tosses a salad
I battered your bitch just  like I batter a fish
Now she's mentally challenged by the shallots and analogies
And you bet it's the lettuce the credits synthetic allergies 
Eidetic memory emery board 
I'm seminal while you're immanently Emmental Cheese

Cheesy like a cracker when I smack ya upside the head
let's rewind it to the time you rhymed the best
You may wonder why I'm smiling it's cause I brush my teeth with crest while you're cust and reek of sess. 
It's a must when you fist a cuff with us, cus
That's not enough
So I'm a pass the blunt

Off the handle with the mandible anvil like Hannibal
Damn it all to hell when I sell out William Telethon
Fellows on the look out for the relics gone done booked out
took the brick out of the Inuk shuk
cooked up a cookbook of succotash
Whoo that was fast
Rastably atrophy then pass astronomical gas through my ass





alien abduction alien abduction
hooked to your brain with cups of suction


tensions ease
I lean back
really stretch out all the way to my toes like a cat
squeeze shut my eyes
to each his own
blown chromosome 
wont you rupture mine?

I rip a rhyme in half with my matter atomistic
I rip it sycophantic with my antics
hip hop canvas when I mandible anvil this
Tic Toc Fantabulous
Yes rip a rhyme so spectacular
with my vernacular
with my rhyme patter-ins I'm battering ya
From ya head to ya shoulders got more words for hors d'oeuvre
 for your temple
Pop that dimple like a pimple
Take a whiff and then I flip like a pitbull
So pitiful
You're calling norms cons and holding scorned pomeranians
so zany Lacanains holding all sorts of homophones
You wanna moan?
Well I'm callin' Mom.

Ready like Red Bull
Wolves
Have you heard of Voldemort?
I remind ya cause I told the sort
of rhymes
I talk in time
with illest gyre janglers
I hip hop strangle ya
Ill beat jack ya with my syntax and my rhymes that smack ya up-
side the head
Rhymes that'll divide the line into the time that it rhymed the best
I'm the Einstein that quests
better than fine wine that just
winds backwards to hack words together
to make sense of this tense that dents Ents and ants
and then I spent the dead ends on thankin' the champions
I mandible anvil you with tantrums
You wanna fuck with this?
Yo,
magic adjectives I ran with so tragic my magic kids blasted up so fantabulous
said I hip hop strangle ya
Jingle Jangle Tangle Mangle Wrangle Dingle Dangle Angles Galangal Sandals and Nano-Blades
Annotated Monsanto Days
like I was Dave
the rip a rap at rocking rapper
flip flop flappening a hip hop happening
while the Chippy's little chop shop is bi bim bopp-ening
Bleep Blop That away and..
Beep Boop BEEP and that's enough



Be responsible.  Take a life.

Look to the person on your left.
Look to the person on your right.
Kill those people.





Get to mackin on this chick named Sadie
404 1556
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when idols fall it's straight step up and Bible belts out from here on in
shotgun makeup gotcha smeared on grin
bleary eyed kinda teary too serious I've
Nearly divested methodist sentiment find
10 to 10 to 10 pin bowling so Mexican
She ain't my sister
She's my excommunicated girlfriend
Who ruminated world end
Blooming hatred matron Merlin bends
Hurling verbs and past participles
Ripples surface of
Vessels so purposive
Shirk the clockwork ghurkas of
Nepal
May Pole
Atoll rate so fatal
ladle out the rhymes like I was dishing out the viciousness
have you sleeping with the fishes this
MC so pernicious it's the vista kid Mr tentative Yes it is
FUCK
You bet it is
repetitive expletives FUCK YOU UP LIKE SEDATIVES
But
Better to have lead long life in the end my friend
everywhen remember 10 to 10 to 10
rended precident and dented entities I blended with
tend descended trended your lending mending tendon when is it?
Upended it
ready to abandon it
and it's a sanitary napkin before you ever get your hand in it
a randy branded bandit kid, got to hand it to him tandem tomb random land and man of doom
man of war and
Eleanor
Melanoma tells us more of fellas o'er
Grinnin gals
Courty sortees in cheap hotels
so cellar door
my Eleanor
well in order
life of bore
wife of mayor and nice to all
Oh so Christlike house of poor
But makes it all like highschool
Battered and dour
makes matter to power
add in a shower
she got atoms to satellites
went home for beta lights
say the right thing in her presence and she just might
alright?
and bite in half right times write down where cause it's there where the mandible anviled him and this night's tonight the night alright alright alright
damn magic kid







still onto you
holding onto roots
daunted dante wanted to
went on to do
something else and ovens witches coven broken bells
Hope in hell
Open topiary airing out dead motels
and whence I tell of Eliot and t'other fellow hello telephone owned dome
blown in ya bone bone
Oh no says it's photo-realistic
the elastic rasta-schtick asskicks the autistic
It's the mystic mr fix-it
ticks it off the list like
right before calling mom
and right after the chiropodist cause it's the
Optimus Optimist Toxins just like socks on a kid
with like a Fox in his head
Cock blocks oxidizing not in timing talkative
Evocative
octaves of
I pick it
I packed it
A pocket of
Chakra shocker awkward rocker to cock her in the mouth
Knickerbocker boxer cocksure Chirac sure don't know Jacques
about the in and outs
in minarets my whole life and and now I'm on the down and out
down round where I found out
head out for hand outs
banded together for granted doubts
antidotes for layabouts
 fades outs
and these days to day day to day get baited out by patriarchs
fake the art of aching heart
evade what's hard
In stating for the sake of
Jacob baked out of his skull
wakes out of it all
and out of it all comes....
slowly devolving all things all zing 'round my head revolving solving olden questions etchings in the side of things
Aye, she dings
Dangling so daisy
JIngle Jangle ANgle MANGLES MONGRELS 'cause the SONG GOES LIKE THIS


Rip a rhyme like I was stocking
Harken to the talking
Hawking words up on the curb like I was Richard Dawkins not
making sense but selling out
repelling doubts and making dense the public who pretend to be pretentious and you Lynch us endless entropy
I'm meant to be the entity
MC IDentity
I tend to be unending when I'm sending up what's meant to be
and lending endless proof that's aloof and off in other rooms
and often when it's soon to be attuned to the unity
and nudity becomes naked and ain't about time
to make it about rhyme
for the sake it's just fine
Bust mind us-time
Tusk dagger aggravation angers Asian nations ancient cultures that are deadly at the ready with murder like I murdered her








keep that checkback mark to harken back to
spark tobacco gone wacko
cackle

car crashes smashes dash into sense and sentence structure
rupture up to something umpteen goals that always rolll away.
holes evades moles who stow away
Till home alone one day
and then you Roam in Roman Rome to stay
Alone I'm boring
out holes in
awkward phrasing
talks amazing
golden raisins
goes toe to toe with I and I Rae and eh and
soh cah toa karma coma flows with
ohs and hoes and that's the whole shit
oh shit here its comes
hum something unbelievable see what cha can do about it
a de ba da ba doo ba da ba
bleed it out for you and then I
leave it all for you yeah when I go away





bleeding on the brain


Give me the idol, Dr Jones.
For I slept with your girlfriend long ago.

and nothingsnothingnomore
here's more four score

and god damn here's the sand man
left handed dandy and he planned to be a bland man
 bandstand grand
Ham Jambon and Tintin land handstands and
these idiot apes whose submitted banned videotapes
await like the city at 8 gapes like the maw of a kitty with aids

Holding on to Holderlin
and ohs anon Toboozening
and oozing out Pazuzu Goo
Flalooza's tunes are just a floozie thing
the blues begin at mediocrity     
illusion and
vous and you and
my whole rap crew and then
Hong Kung Fu'in 'em
Don Juan doin' em
two at at time few with a rhyme soon it was mine
Jew it up







MATTER ___________________________________________________FORM
                                                THE CHIMERA KHIMAIRA
1 
2
3
4                                      1  The Zoo
5
6
7
8
9                    Reptile House
0
1
2
3
4                                      2  The party
5                    Memories that he ties to himself.
6                    RIGHT ARM
7                    LEFT HAND
8                   
9
0                    HEAD
1                    BODY
2
3
4                                    3  Afterwards
5
6                RIGHT FOOT
7                LEFT FOOT
28                                                                         
                                                                    3 LION Newton
                                                                             GOAT Jacob
                                1412011981 = 28 =10= 1             SNAKE O Goethe


````````                                            1 night.   No sunrise. 1. Death of the Father. 2. Sacrifice of the Son. 3. ...Holy ghost blew black









I see her from acrosss the room, orange glow eyes and a kill me in a second flatten a nail like a hammer smile





from the now of power on a tower of cowered neighbours way worse favours not returned that glare like sabres in the dark and talk of russian leaders egregious eaters of their young and stinging criminal idiot scum this honest onus shows us stow aways who throw away ukrainians


Get out of that mode into another one, other one mother one repeating bubblegum pop tunes, instead of rocking rhymes because that shit it rocks the room.


IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIambic Iamblicus UUUUUUUUUArethefather of 80s babies Hades Honest Menes Madonna Adonis Honest Iris and Reticent Tennyson's Ulysses. Curses burst our rehearsing worst of all a durst of shirking irking clerk work clock work off work early with a surly attitude and a pack full of Shirley's early riser not another burly bouncer that is southern others are better thoughts for letter blots and dead and done and dot the i and that's the spot

spot mark that tops art

dark dark dark

larks oh spark
harken to the septarch

whatever I had I lost
I can't write this anymore the rhymes are not what I want to say






Get out of writing badly.







Now I got nothing else to do
melts to goo whole ocean shelf of you
pilfered delphic view
elven pelvic thrust bust you to Jamba Juice
 
I got one more thing for you
Sounds like a ring to you
The thing I bring to you
Sing jingle jangle angle mangle tangled Ingle-stew
Play and sing the blues with lute
Evict you wish you
get outta your house cause you got things to do
This must be the place
 it always Rings of you
Ring Ring Thinks of you
Tinctures tanks and anxious angst and thankless skanks and bank receipts
Back STAB FLANKS WITH EASE
Bathtub by David
Ring of bad bleed
Indeed these deeds are fo steez
and blingy cheese
around my neck as the posey flows inspect
Dollar bills when I wreck
so check yourself before I deck
My Tec 9 Feckless Ex that I wanna sex
Got Dex 19 gives a plus +4 backstab bonus
I own this onus
So nice
Flowness
Tone is blown dome bone cold conojones homies
Coney Island rides and I'm phone away from blow me.
It's all bologna
Only Meenie Minnie Monie
Don't he got that nihilism chance defying high up schism
Dynamism
After court man Moonie
Flying trying biding time in prision
cause Rhyming is important to me


and hug you tight with arms of yore
letterscraps held tight to breast so sore
patchwork of past times
to pass the time away
last blasted rhyme to say
reminds me of the first one
bent over church born
earth worm so newborn
of course I love you
Regardless of you
Ricorso of you
My kingdom for a horse for you
Or you order more you
whistles past peace through the night time air
snapping turtle snaps
and I remember your head on my shoulder
and the moon in the sky
and the vomit on your lips
finished 40 in the sand by your side
and those tittering waters of
hither and thithering daughters of
lost and tender love
The crackling embers of
wood I gathered
hood blew black with splinters
would do that but didn't
Good now that's all finished


Obama is your baby momma's momma
I know it cause I saw him in the sauna
well he had ten dicks
and some nasty flappy tits
like this chick that I saw in the Bahamas

She said she was a senator
but he just went and bedded her
Send a letter to the editor anyway

I know he was the President,
But he was having sex with chicks anyway



OH mr President!
But he was having sex with chicks anyway



Tic
Tic
Tic
Through her veins runs ichor and grime
Wicked Sister of mine
Divest of mystery mind
Resisted her blistering kind
Historicity
WHile, meanwhile
Mr distant me
the  Instant Tristian
Flogiston
Two-fisting Christian
let's enlist in
armies cart me out on low down stretchers fetch us scalpel, towel  and Listerine
and my senses be whisker, like I was the kitty kat at shitty raps
Litigating bitter hating aiding lady mates evading gradients of Sadie since abdicating
Rap-inating
Jook jugular veins aims at vaccinating.
Accidents and dissonance
in this instance
barracks are waiting  



I flay your daughter alive with my cauterized
asymptote
You want the antidote dope?
I got a phantom dose
for those
who take it for granted
sanded in bandit
hand it in
transitive
transit line
asinine hand sign
so rancid I've
gone back to
mastodons
Pasternak
Pass the bong
Faster than Astronauts
That's enough Astroturf
He was the first of the Ostrogoths
I'm talkin' Oscar Peterson
Eraser head, the fetus from
sin-eaters and
 Anita's Adidas
indeed its elitist when
Edicts and Kleenex can see to secreters and
 tears for fears reared dearly beloved leaders in
lederhosen
Covet reader's digest polls and
High death tolls when
Vestal Virgin urging turgid festivals and
BAM
God damned bitch
sempiternal whore of babylon, ouroboros sordid tabloid spawn
i warn you
I want you
So much

really really didn't when I dot dot dot
but then my dot dot dot marks the spot
the spot mark that tops art
dark dark dark
harkening I'm talkin' in
like Sartre
oh
back in high school it seemed so smart though

Check my spectacular
vacuous vernacular
Snippy Snap Rap displah
backs over anachron-
istic rapers
Aw Shucks
Huck Fin the Canuck
Uppercuts and ducks hucksters with flux words
and busts puss up in ya gloomy Gus

I got more words for hors d'oeuvres
 
I thought I had the day but Rabelais

laguna beach tuna is not a lacuna
I be ruminating for you my...

phantasmagoria

straight out of the aporia
and born of allure to ya
born of illyria
a horde of assorted ore
spuriously hurries earthward

    
words exist in grammar.  Grammar has tenses.  The words I speak are my sent tenses.  To speak gives birth to time, as time's passing gives us to speak.  Speech is, in our crumbling metaphysics, the only point at which one is truly ACTIVE.  Participating in language is the highest actuality of the human soul.  The World Soul must be forged
in the smithy of our conscience.   

A]][[nd wwhat was that memory I remembered.  A a ll a lways a primping, a lways a looking the same way in mirrors.;  What was it she said?--she worries she's mediocre. 

dianoia

No, not quite, though that has something of it.

Because she tries to be unreflective.  She affirms a negation.  YouTube Zizek.  She is undead, in the full exuberance of reflection...unreflective.  Unreflective always striving--to be a good Romantic--to return with the flower of the North, the Holy Grail and Odin's lost eye, 

Reversion?  Recursion?

I still can't remember.  Though I keep catching corners of it.

She strives to be reflective.  That is it!!  A desire for desire.  Adaptation: what I desire most of all --above all-- I want to know what it feels like to desire one thing above all
A striving to lose oneself in desire itself.  To be united and annihilated.
This first desire is restricted by the LAW.
The second desire becomes subverted to the impossibility of the first.
Yet only someone who has been destroyed by the Law, i.e. Christ, death of the law as its affirmation
The LAW then becomes a subjective activity, rather than a objective prohibition
But the deficit of this purely subjective and self-contained morality is felt, i.e. difference and alienation from the world.
This gap can only be crossed except through extraordinary means beyond the grasp of the many, e.g. magic, or military might, i.e. some virtu or cunning of reason to set events into motion in one's favour behind the scenes.  An ability to arrange event, to be that which is at work purposively in the world--return of the sophistic LOGOS and all.
That is the fundamental passion FEELING which establishes human community, i.e. the limiting force which sections off from the unlimited a space for man to live.  THE KING.
Turns fallen nature into a GARDEN for man's purposes. 
Yet instrumental to that are the preventative measures, which keep the unlimited back.  Prior to experience must exist those structures which make experience possible. 
THE DIKES...
The self-consciousness of consciencelessness. 
This becomes a Hoboken a priori
What is the result'  We are unreflectively unreflective, we are not aware that we are not aware, and so we want to be... and believe ourselves to be, in fact, self-conscious.  Painfully so, write thesis bemoaning it. 

We are not aware of what we are not aware of, nor are we aware of what we are--in fact--aware of..


Totalitarianism (sic) in an Eager knee jerk: unreflectively reflective...i.e. she thinks she's being self-conscious






We always knew your Beatrice was special.  And now she is.

 More or less demoralized.

I'm genuinely depressed.  Though I think I'd like to be a morning person.  Maybe co-exist with someone better than I brag about.  I'm always an in mourning person.  Always tired, always smoking as if I were smoldering leaves in a fire person, popping and cracking.  A tanker trailer knows a shortcut.  You believe that?  I feel better lost anyway.  Then whatever I settle my eyes on is so beautiful and new, not so worn out to me yet.  And yet.  Yet you're still here.  O! you, my Lady of the Lake! my sweetest sister, dearest misery to me.  Hardest history.  Artless sea   Ngtfrea Kkunwbo. Nswesga Kopiuynbo.  Nrewqwa Koikmnjho.  Three times repeated now come to me.  May my words form the mirror I will find you in.  And your eyes a doorway?  And your eyes for nobody.

Gretchen understood her namesake.  Told us to write in long thoughtful sentences and not accept Faustian jewels (I read it as pointing to Communism, though others would not).  What to do?  What to do?

Go upnorth and buy land?  That sounded delightful, I think no longer quite the answer.  Maybe underground? An escape from amour-propre into an ecologie?  You said it sister.  What all is left?  what of patriotism?  surely we've seen and are seeing the horrors of that now.  And what?  work the land we have? that Protestant weariness which drives all men to action.  Surely let's cast the dr
agons into the light.  

Yet must we?

Do we abandon our 19th century?  A time of Darwinian Dickensian smoke stacks billowing coal dust and row houses policed by private gangs, fire department  service paid for by subscription, populated by bow-legged men and children, dying in droves by the shuttlecock, robber barons and magnates, Electorate magistrates on luxury liners, just-out-for-a-good-timers and muscle relaxants.  The Bourgeois and The Poorgeois, portly oil prospectors and spectres of Communism, a certain sense of rheumatism, who's nous is it when the doctor is the patient?  Ancient cultures mangle up brain structures, touch of emancipation.  Rupture can salmon out of tins to bring lightning.  Sing, might sting, fling knife thing. Jingling Jangle Angle MANGLES Writing.  I make your brain-pan dangle.  Dropped the ball but grabbed a Kite String.  

Eli Diamond's father's funeral at King's College, Toronto, dressed as a surgeon?  Red rubber glove on the left hand, white on the right.  Daniel Glassman's face is pale and drawn, vomit crusted on his lips.  J-Kang's doubled over on his knees. I ask Dave and Teeger.  No one wants to smoke that joint, they all rush to the Ward Room after the ceremony.  Margarita? pledges her love and just can't keep her hands off of you; it makes you uncomfortable, all this sex and death.    
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I remember, there used to be this old taxi driver--asian guy with snow white dove tails like Paulie Gualtieri.  Always singing along to the radio, smoking Lucky Strikes, drumming his fingers against the steering-wheel like a child under the penetrating gaze of a teacher, fidgeting from a kind of balled up energy that was always building within him, always venting out it little ways according to the second law of thermodynamics: his earring and gold tooth, credit card debt and half finished manuscripts. 

He was always turning up.

And I remember this one time, he pulls up at the curb and in the back of his cab is your ex-girlfriend, chain smoking Belmonts, flashing you the deadliest bedrooms eyes, speaking like it cost her a fortune.  Why does the feeling always swell up again.  The hell pulls at you like inaction on your mineral patches, like a hook behind your sternum.  I'm looking backwards. Is she getting on your good side or forgetting your mean side? When the alarm rings in the morning you'll remember.  With the headache from drinking too much, it will all flood back.  There she is, stepping out of the cab.  You notice how good she looks.  You want to hold her, but she's so far away over there, folded into herself, dragging heavy on a cigarette, looking down, looking away, looking right at you.  And you want to know what she's thinking, but she ain't thinking anything anyway.  And this didn't mean nothing.  Not to anyone.

And I love her.  But she co-exists like zebra muscles. 

And she's on your lap, pressing her hands into your chest, pressing her mouth against yours and you try to come up for air, and this taxi driver, you catch his eye in the rear view mirror.  And that creepy bastard is staring right at you guys, fucking creepy bastard was watching, but the look on his face makes you angry: because he's looking at you with reproach.  He sees you hanging yourself.  He did the same thing when he was your age.  ANd there's nothing to this story but that.  Pathos universalis. 



I want to tell a story that has never been told before but I always fall into the story that's told every time.  And all the world's a stage....and all the world's performed on a rundown nightclub off off off broadway, way down there, where the light just reveals the dirt.  The mess, the work.  The scarred and hurt homeless Romeless plebs. Zoneless Gs.  The onus hones us even still. Disowns us but don't leave.  Intones Onomatopoeias. Brothers that aren't here to smoke trees.  Otis sees as in Redding your heading south from here.

It's always so clear.  The actors come on the same.  The passions flare up the same.  The same love, but more desperate, more worn.  But it clouds.  It's my love that's gone off again. And I dont want to think.  I dont want to make references or speak in rhymes.  I want to stop thinking in rhymes.  From now on, this is a diary.  I am going to write in fucking full sentences and rhymes are for little sissy bitch boys who want to run away instead of face right up to facts.  Because you have to build before you destroy.  Destroy always as you build.  I hate the pathways that have formed.  The words that come to mind are my failing.  First thought worst thought, second is best, third is the one with the hairy chest.  You can note the considerable irony with which I end the declamation of poetry with the memory of a childhood rhyme.  But perhaps, it will be a final goodbye.  Romance and the Garden with you, be gone!

O! the wonderousness of nature O! how beautiful the world looks from the perspective in which past and future are contained in one eternal now from which all finitude is held against the nothingness as a kind of process.  O! goodie.  Process is my very favourite kind.  The more elaborate and self-decieving the fantasy the more I find myself unable to resist its intoxication  In case you have not been made wise to the source of my bitterness, I speak of the Hegelian system.  O! how beautiful it's long grey corridors.  O! how Gordian its loops, its almighty circle of metaphysic.  The eye, the sun, the burning, the isotopes a-turning.  But remember, a rhyme is a lie.

And in a lie there is truth?  O! truth eternal, truth supernal, everpresent, everillusive, weather-resistant but desperately polluted by rat bastards, cry babies and scum sons of bitches, always taking pictures!  I've met them all, easily the finest people you'll ever meet, but in the end, liars, gamblers, ditch-diggers, witches, pimps and whores--above all and more than anything else--pimps and whores.  That is the same as just saying "whores" because a pimp is the pimp of himself and so he, too, is a whore.  And when I make jokes, or when I rap, the feeling comes over me that I validate that kind of behavior.  And you may be appalled, but I think it's all fantastic.  It's all so wonderful and sad isn't it?  A both that argot can't quite say.  What I'd like to be even crudely pointing at.  If God has died, then His sudden absence forces man from his role as understudy.  But O! I don't quite remember all the lines.

 WELL. Hello Hell's Bells. In one fell swoop I fell.  Hell tell all your friends.  Call your 'rents.  Haul your ass down to downtown and round environs.  Tyrants in irons are monuments but we we we are the magic kids, tragic is that adjectives  only hold half words, actors tend to tack words together to make it make sense
A rake that rakes tense into means and ends, fiends and friends, each to their dens, impeach livid ends for dividends, if it ends that's good enough for me and Leviticus, who ridded us of bitterest temptation.  Citadels of idiots scream relation.  Denizens!  Woman and fine folk.  Cinnamon Zygote .  Limited Iote Liminal Immanent Sen-tence Dent.  Intense lindens indents Indians.  Engines ending sending citizens.  Simpsons crimson Ibsen shiv.  Chen-Zhen visage of X-enger vistor Visigoth is it Darth Vader or rather a coincidence of monumental proportions?  Contortions importance in poor sense in earnest a learning curve deserves Herbs to serve for its purpose.  Endorphins endorse horses as torso sores announce its presence.  CANCER, my man said it sounds uh..pretty bad.  A little lad had an operation to cure it lure it from the densest parts of bone.  Hearts of stone.  All alone but telephone.  
 OO

BZZABZZBZZBOOM

It ain't my fault that your love got jooks jooks
It ain't my fault that your love got jooks jookd


 What cha desiring?
Probably a love lost
Quit cha blubberin' and pass me the sub sauce.
\



It was done by an artist.

Flow of word
and press of hand
impresses dad
and rest of fam



the saying of "times": drunk will be my weed

Ecstatic's an adjective I'd never use, outside one's self's a selfish move, i.e. the self's interior getting eerier.  Get out the waterproof. 

I think I'm all poetried out for one night

they're turning our daughters to whores
and our sisters to sluts
they're all blushed up for the boors
bicycle butts.
 
I left some sugar for coffee but the bones were bellicose. Antebellum severed halitosis owes us rows of photon cannons blasting cellulose.

I'm heading underground
Feeling underwhelmed

which way to the oncologists?
 I want all of this gone
 entire towns
entire romes entire homes
entire voter districts
homelands
homelands and summer skies
otherwise
 the tradition's mystic andit's the christian thing to do to other guys 
undercut underhanded blundered back twist ties
It's sighs blindness sinus headache
easily feasibly the rest say your highness
My mistake
Death's name's what mine is
King Midas MInus 20 on Quixotic mix-o-meter
Omelette vomits bombing acid
Flaccid Dolce Vita

really really didn't when I dot
but then my dot marks the spot
the spot mark that tops art
dark dark dark
harkening I'm talkin' in
like Sartre
oh
back in high school it seemed so smart though
Irascibly asks to be the last to be past the reef
Pass the reef
Last of the
masterpiece
task of the
\bachelor
bastard
that atrophies
patches cease to ease
addiction like itching the chickenpox
Which you rock savior
Master handed back granted branded flavours
candid camera handles battles addles brain neighbours
easy does it law boy
easy does it there
easy does it high horse
easy does it brown hair

It's all these fucking
Rasta dudes
Blonded on over attributes
sauntered over ketchup shoes
like I'm lagging behind
rewind kinds of Heinz and types of fine wines
cause I'm the Weisenheimer
Worcestershire 
Eisenhower power-hour devourer of our fine time
finite time
bleeding out of turning blind eyes and I'm
the antitype of christ firefighter einstein
cayenne heights dinning nights vying rights away right away
Thiosulphate ionizes and it drags my lights like it's my right of away
Sublated sagacious erases sedation
elation molasses the glass is always half full
They said it was impossible
No "Not a lot just a roster full"
rasta-flow with osteoporo'
"Borderline schizo, sort of fine tits though"
Rip flow episcopal fist full of vegetable
matter shatter antimatter
catalogue of shanty towns
hand me downs
handy nouns
I found round Landsdown
and Bloor
"pants down and do her"
Dub Velour
and that reek
it's from the sewer
rats
as "we do 'em like two secret agents"
with gats and fat stacks
baggy slacks and an accent that sound like he's drunk off his flask
crunk holding gats
once twice and that's that
dapper clap trap that's like this and like that with an swish and a sash and a feather in your cap
that's calling out in the night like a knife in the back
A Vagabond of agon days
ragging on for richer days
sagging like a bitch's flapping titties when I bust it her fizz-a-face
In the space where the point of a knife is a dice roll away
it's the right soul who fights all the fright nights and days
Till Nike who might be so mighty alighting and dating Aphro-fucking-dite
Alright we
say good bye automatic like the Japanese
Magic tragic with masterpiece
Inspector gadget when my adjective imaginative ratchets up the catechism
Infatuated actuated glad you made it botulism
Levitated evidence inhibits us and reminisces
Limitations evanescence rather quintessence silence lessons
chess with death
the rest manifests
Lemme be plain.
Esther the best of us
You're tryna put it back in like Jacqueline
I'm talkin' Kennedy's brain.
Mind's not here
But the feet'll listen
The feudal lesson
it's in all of us
in all of us
and ollaves us
Philologists
and Solipsists
It's the entire this and that
Rip the rap
Aristocrat
Vista fist with history back
-handed
like your rip a rap a reprimanded.


Ana                            Pixies
Ana                            "         "
Anarchist Bookstore                   MC Paul Barman
Anarexol                        Eek-a-Mouse
And I was a Boy from School        Hot Chip
And I was Alone                    The Residents
And they thought that was hell        Del the Funky Homosapien

And Your Bird Can Sing            The Beatles
Andy Atom Angel Angelfuck    The Residents/Massive Attack/The Misfits
The Angry Angakok                            The Residents
Angry ft. Tippa Irie/Animal                        The Bug/Karen O and the Kids

and
Another                                    Notorious B.I.G.
Another Land                                The Residents
Another Love Song                            Queens of the Stone Age
Another One Gwan                            Eek-a-Mouse
Another Victory                             Cypress Hill
Ant Man Bee                                Captain Beefheart
Antichrist Television Blues                    Arcade Fire
Antistar Anvil Forest                            Massive Attack/The Residents
Anybody                                    Ol' Dirty Bastard
Anything                                   
Anything Can Happen                        Souls of Mischief
Anyway You Like It                            Holly Golightly
Apple Blossom                                The White Stripes

whittled out of soapstone
jesus is my lightbulb, carving out the dark
carving out space like your grandfather
sharpens the knife
over under back and forth
sharpens the knife
back and forth
carves the roast
what would you like my son?
a leg and a wing and a piece of the breast
and what would you like my son?
a leg and a wing and a piece of the breast
and what would you like my son?
a leg and a wing and a piece of the breast grandfather, please, sir oh please
I'm afraid my son
I'm afraid all the legs are gone
and I'm afraid
I'm afraid the wings have flapped away
and the breast's been divided
but the rest left's decidedly yours if you want it
though I've kept the pope's nose for myself
and the thighs are your mothers
the skin is your sisters
but the history is yours
the bones are for soup
but while the gnawing's good get gnawing
left over slim pickin's
5 behind or all in?

Let me in.  Let me down.  Let me in/down/along thunder-wide alleyways.  Whose Boom-town sounds for miles around.

I desire peace in Ireland
One two three come to me, sister sweet antiope
ukrainian alien mystery me
history kissed her say la vie
she was a raygun slinger
mason ring blinger
wastes away but wants to mingle
evades you days but nights she lingers
Don't you remember
True and last of many past truant schoolgirls
whose rules unfurled by boozahol like slow grind ghouls
whose magic+1headband rules my thoughts absconds off blotted off besought
who brought a lot woodland friends
but couldn't pretend
or match up stacks to our hoodlum ends
so diversely disperse and
rehearse the screenplay
Alembic ember
descended vesper
Euthanize her
Who's the wiser?
I desire a threeway
Atomizer
Out of line
Don't bat eye sir.
Canonize her
Idolize her
I devise a another lie for
Kaiser to my unified German States
Pseudo-science terminates like it germinates great GLADIOLAS
And I'ma rollin'
OVER in my grave like I was Oats and
HALL
You wanna chime in, I'm the motherfucking Paul
SIMON OF RHYMIN'
ON TIME AND
BIZZABUST up and breakin' ya hymen
with a jack in the face
like a mack intubates
WACK SYNTAX HACKS BACK the space
that I gost them in
OUTERSPACE RASTA like I be the Austrian
KING OF THE NAZIS
you wanna fuck with this shit?
cause you know it just gost ta be.

Kill it
One two three
Hot momma let's Kill it Kid
HONESTLY MONISTLY SPEAKING OUR UNIVERSE IS BLEAKLY CONVERSELY DREAMING
Blondest of the conmen duped
I call on you
barbecue backyarded left over hairspray hairdo
A rare view
Scarcely a view
Dearly delightfully frightfully true
Einstein protected Newtonian excellence
Instrumental dental exams barring professionals
Great hunting shoes black and blue icecream cones line it-- large pringle canisters like the pillars of the parthenon-- and I'm dreaming of manifold arms grasping my body and I'm dreaming of a manifold mind grasping my background noise and setting it to a station, and breaking out over great manifold manitoba oceans erupting southward like spilt milk  across the plain.  Golden wheat drowns.  Oceans seem smaller.  Islands appear.  Yahoos grope to grips with themselves as the children of elves and fairy folk, the next thing spoke is nature as ecology, right here as
The children of Christ our LOGOS the SON my cosmonistic principle apriori
I folklore historicize ye
Honest dot upon thee
Crisscross hopscotch but I dissolve thee
Filter down light sunlight scalding
Isotopes and all brimming balling
viperous vulturous culture of licentiousness
Ancients we are not
Barely moderns
It seems a falling doesn't stop falling
And bottomless pits exists all around us
The moral decay
ain't like oral decay
THERE IS NO LISTERENE FOR THIS
THere IS ONLY DEEPER


I Am that I Am, rolling like hills and thunder, lipped blunder, lidded sleep.
Three two one
You were as you were
You will be as you will be
But you ain't shit no more
AND You don't mean shit in this town
And you don't hold no sway no more
You ain't Is
You Ain't
Cause IS IS IS and Ain't IS Ain't
And Get that right and get it straight
and I'm surrounded by sunlight like spun webs of sugar, carmelized righteousness delicious
Kind of vicious
Not vicus
but seditious
Knife handed candid attitude
Granted banter sounded gratitude
Platitude'll gat a dude in face as good as gat'll do
Addle you and send you south to a different Latitude....or is Longitude?
No I was right it was actually Latitude
Factually credibly wanted you
but now that's all over
yeah right
I barely remember
It sounds bright
That's sounds right
A drunken foolish dehydrated hydra-lurker-ling rush with no defiler
Isles away
down entire aisles away
I'll say where I'll lay all day
Scalding in the sun red like I'm all in on RED 27
and it's my life on it
and that ball
and i"m thinking I am that I am
I am that I am
I will be what I will be
And I was what I was
BUt then I think.  And I can't think of nothing
Like you try to remember
And it ain't good enough
And you want it back
But you ain't really nothing
and you want to be so bad that you grab onto people
you grab onto things
onto roots
ontological arguments`
like the window blows out of an airplane and you grab onto the seat in front of you, you grab onto an armrest, you grab onto a person
it's like that
except that they come away so easy in your hand





Laud contention and a mask
Fraud pretension cataracts
Prada extentions and a flask
Plodding plot that brought us back to be q
actuated atrophy
blasting hatred back at me
cantaloupes and and Antiope
tying me to concrete shoes
Honkey conch feast
Endangered blues

The illest positivist rosins his
bow by poppin' a lozenge its the
 chillest optimist Optimus Prime
 choppin' this rhyme like bitter herbs at the Shabbos
I got the Shotta daughter bling
with the Waka Flocka Flame
hocking rocks with hater blockers on is just an ordinary thing
Four door explorer
oratory king
of a few extraordinary ordinary things
Borderline annoying with a rotating uTorrent ring
Jingle to the jangle it's the snip snappy King
Blasting off rap cannon
Rafting afternoons away
Possessed by Mammon
Causing famine like I'm ramming a cock down ya throat and ya bitch is gobbling dick so much her stomach's getting bloated
like a kid from Ethiopia
I'm hoping ya
Reconsider vegan eaters reconnoiter  and exploiting ya
voiding ya credit card like they was El DeBarge hoity toity flaw with the jaw ain't no flaw with the Jah
ain't no flah wit the jah
or with the birds and bees and their stingy stah sting-stangs
or with them motherfucking birds and their wingy wah wing-wangs
miPod is miBod and miGod bleeds Skycops
Converse Hitops, Feminist cyclops call her MS-DOS, F2 straight up into BIOS
Raid sprayed
lighter flame made you spayed
and neutered like the verbal tense
 that's ain't in French
across the room like a tidal wave
 quickly quickly kids come inside for hot chocolate
Bakelite filters and
heads up from rocking in
Talking cock blocked cockpit rocking backspin grasping thigh high stocking occidental toxin shock to the system body flopping mass adoption
pass that task to bask in blossoms
apple blossoms
pass a poss of
porter please
Orders follow orders taken taking
past the point of please or thankyou mangle angles back at you aptitude gloaming groaning glomming onto
Homing in and still in total
Willing killin' illin' total
teetotalers and beetle devotees
Pinning butterflies to summerskies that backdrop display cases and waypoints way out fade out intubated pregnant ladies satiated sadies bating breath and momma Brady's
Jaded radiated baby boomers with the duck and cover tumours that are growing out their rumours at their neighbours over fences and offensive ensign rinsing suds up out their mouth yeah just with a bar of soap
 USO Show OZONE
tarmac hope
iMac rope
and 13 knots in the noose
Rain out doom like the sound of many thunder booms
wonder under blundered grooms
iPad across the room like a voter absentee with a hanging chad and no high chair to boos
iFeel used confused and bad breath
adjectives had enough of it, bluffing something
iPad footing
Footpadding
cats on tip claw rip lots of roughshod rickshaws
blurted words that rock then stopped
Bash.org you in the head and end up an Op





Grand old self-life
Ran out of shelf-life
Took his hands to bed with him and now he's got a wed-wife
A bed bug
A bad life
And all that's left is afterlife



you when you're there
entire aisles entire isles
 entire towns
had enough of that now
backwards headed curtailed scowl
curtailed howl
stargazing beef that's braising catalyzing caterwaul
had it all but then I atomized and now that's all I got. 
But I'll take nothing over someone
Bluffing over lying
fiction over truth
Easy way outs and down south and roundabouts
Hilltops holding clouds like mushroom caps
In the back room it's just us you got that
Get it got it good so let's get on
Easy picking for the dawn
Eggs over easy paul
Sam you made the pants too long Anthony
Graham the Cracker
Isaac the old and Jacob the new
Usurper
Supplanter
Rant banter alexander
Bring the fire
Be my brother
Eyes on God and looking forward
Always forward never backwards
Always forward fire scalding
Fire scalding ire ionize and all-in
Make the call



Prison is a  vicious cousin to us in particular
I jooked it in the jugular
BAM like vehicular homicide
Pop his ass in some formaldehyde
jar like I pickled him


When the student is ready the master appears

colourwheel orangepeel tellatale ofNormanPeale
ornamental formerzeal
goredaway onshoalsofeels
pouredaway downholesinmol tenOldsmobiles

heliotrope
easily broke
feasibly
miserably
tease me or don't

mellotron glowing
gloaming
groaning like the creaking wind
seeking each and every sigh of hymn
every side of him buried face up

o anna emma macintyre
analemma  passionflower
antonym of a eisnhouer
spent the days  a-warning of her
but in the end age glazed it over
anna emma maccintyre
 anna livia pas encore
anna anna anarchist bookstore
object of my true desire
subject for my troubadour
anna emma macintyre
anna emma macintryre
anna emma
anna emma
anna emma macintyre
a dilemma I desire
I remember I'd appear
Way up high but I'm a pyre
Pass the fire
but I'd never
but I'd never
meet a girl
 like anna emma macintyre
auntie Em and tasadar
passed the bar
Rastafar
straight edged razors
cutting lasers and piano wire
Our entire
power hour
stacked up higher
practice hour
Facts decry perfected hour
Talking to her
Taking to her
make it for the sake of her
Anna Emma
Anna Emma
Anna Emma macintryre


tightening muscle in the neck twitches, twangs, tightening tightenings tighter ever tighter tension growing growing groaning
the central girders
the central girders
I should have heard them
I should have heard them
groaning under
the weight of us
groaning
giving way beneath
be thankful for us tranquil forests
And every ever thunder moves the mattress like your mother
Rolling over rolling over over
city's glowing
city's snowed over
rain and slushing
veinly shushing
raucous shouting
blushing pouting
blushing screaming seeing being
like I never did see it
reverie severed me from easy living
be me for a minute
creeps decrease before thy seize like spinach in a pan they squeak and grimace
each is each meekly diminish
beastly decency is yeast to dough
At least devote yourself to something you care about in itself
On the whole I'd rather be in Philadelph
Illin' chillin' killin' self


Ass fuck with brass knucks if you pluck my last buck
Pickpocket I rip ya balls from out ya dick socket
And combination lock ya lips for shit talking
My rhymes stick around like a cold sore



Poetry owes me an explanation



writing down words
 I found words
found sound noun words
bound for downtown bergs
down round where I found herbs
gown down and converse
 Zounds now your mound burst


Rap is
Half past dead
Like an action movie
stabbed em in the back when their back was to me
Mad dap' black slacks immaculate lookin'


I remember times when jaguars roamed wide hi-ways carved into mountain sides
no mortar walls circled city states. 
These cities Great Slumbering Gods, Spirits in dormancy, enormous in potency.
Like little babes
who'll grow up to be
erupted pore to be 
Great broad shouldered bald men with little legs, clutching aluminum baseball bats
black and blue no thank you I had to spit the spliff out of my mouth before I could have my way with you
greasy hands and back turned do
Grip yourselfHip broke meticulous
It's ridiculous to you
Everything is
Always twitching upper lip, always crows eyes
typo blowfly
nanomite mist trailing behind you, cover your mouth.  Nose and Mouth.
Don't go south.
Go down.
Handkerchief gas mask, trap door under the carpet.  Don't go south go down.  Corridor leads to the tentacle monster, reticule hackers, angry kobold backpackers looking for a lift on your chariot
Hells bells Judas Iscariot
Barely there before I buried it
Harrier Jets, Carriers, Air Force Mysterious
I got cloaking devices that'll open up Isis
Fallopian groping with your vices enticing, it's icing on the cake when the devices is spicy.
I might be so mighty indicting with lightning in-fighting a blight bringing frightening like biting like vikings like taking sublating principles way to far
Interpol savings card
Says I'm a Cop
Resume
lassiez faire
tres suburb
Yo, Props
 

I tell you story now.  A friendly bugger named Isaac, one solid yesterday eve, said come on with me tonight and the gang and see what it is we do.  No funny business, just fun and nobody's business.  Some who know them think them crude, but I was charmed.  Alarmed no doubt, but overly taken with the spirited nature of the crew.  Smiles all around, drinks all around, cute christmas sweaters and cold stares all around too when you mentioned if they'd gotten around to getting any presents yet.  No, these folks loved only the present, and the future was as hated to them as a bitter enemy.  Looming like the scar covered face of a man you thought you had murdered, but no!  He survived the chemical explosion and has been plotting revenge.  There's only one way out from here.  BLAM BLAM! 

A hit, a very palpable hit!.

And that's the story.  Happy?  No, neither were the producers.



crosses crosses line my path like roses
roses left for young lovers lovers
Awesome scenes I dare not discover
Other other
Cruel other
Darkening deep beneath the mother
Cruel mother
Cruel mother
Harken creep
Deep dark down wonder


lines lines lines
I try to find
ostracized foster child caustic eyes roll back to mind
Scold wack with tact in time
Tax break fact cracks spackled with grime and grit
Tryin' to find dimes to roll together to side line crime with
Hindsight blinds kids
Whose eyes can't adjust
to the brightness of the sun
Righteous in rectictude
bless the nude with nakedness
make it this
Full days filled with woolen blazers
awkward phases
talks inflated by a toxin taken from the skin of poisonous toads
Resonous odes gloam somnolent
Eggs crack ya head and make an omlette
Comet homage
I dominate with
Fake out make out bombing hatred
Vomit on your sonnet breaking
rules of decorum allowed to perform and orisons ordered to court ordered boredom.
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stops motion
grinning smiling
 mickey mouse face
 blood shot eyes
brooding brows
and yellowed teeth, sharp and sharpening
I harken to darkening lights sparking quarks that splice optimal
Words suffice to rice right through Geist phenomenal
Bicycle crunk and not quite conical
Segments repetitive greats take credit bids and I'm a wrench mints from stinkin breath
etcha sketch away problems with a shake and I
 think of death
tap tap tap, words come write down
Cite nouns
Right down there where I set the pen to the paper
Pen to paper?
No paper from keys clacking
opening doors to nowhere I'd like to go back to
Accent melted into a pool of molten acid, death's head floating on the top begging passage
trading Key Largo limes
For a spot in the hold of a 
slowly sinking Cargo ship
Liquid`Gold bubbles up through the blacked top tip
Tectonic plates shift
Molten riches bubble back
Voltron stitches together buddies who cuddle up
But the head's gone soft with age
GZA/Genius abandons the man on the stage
Who trips over his own words
shoulders droop like dead soldiers
Holden Caulfield calls phony on this half assed intonation while his pale eyes smolder
I tolder
Rice crackle pop snap disappointment mangles patience
Stab in the back like a crisp emancipation
backdoor creeks open like you're knocking on the front one
deep fried wanton
Pot sticker loaded gun
Hold a soul down below
Egg roll barrel roll
Siamese trying these
Chinese buying three of every four three-piece suits
East for institutes
Beastly destitutes
Eschatological vaudeville
Oddly Tautological
Methodical
coming up to the wire, crisscross behind flyers
easy rider's
easy answers
hand in both pockets slams damn damager
BAM
Wham bam vanisher
Manish   
not famished
I ran with the Mohicans
Last of the dying for dying breath
left over excess
burned to a wreck
like a carcass of a car
Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
Renewed racecar8
Magic fenders to dent her with
Excelsior tells Son House he's rich
Here's the 1960s blues craze renewing ya
Easy does it there my blues singer screwing your thumbs into sockets
Rocket blasted off when it thundered up
Sputtered then blew up
Scattering debris all over the place
All over the launch pad
All over the Ollaves
Olaf the Despot's meeting bed and melting pot
Now the Rocket is only debris
And Debbi answers it's calls in a high pitched hurt noise
Spurting blood
and like water leaking pool toys
Fuel spoils like grown up boys
Fools broil under the gas flame click click clicking noise
Flick bic stick up employs
Rich bitch itching for a ploy
Angling for destroy
Mangling to betrothal
Stammering from the clove you smoked
Not Sodium Pentathol
Foes that tricked
Mainline
HAVE YOU HEARD OF A MERRY JANE?
Bird that smells sour deferral
Losing your wherewithal to the THE REFEER scalding water pours all down your front.
Burns holes in your skin
Mold sets in
Destitution no solution to the grind I'm in.




Why hello there
schoolish young fare
All's fair in
whatever this is
awful liminal hellscape of loveorwar
Dovetail boredom
I hunger for
I blubber up summers of discovering blunder I've
Made and it's too late to take back thunder skies
Overcommitted concomitant attributes
Scratch in my throat bleeds the wonder afoot
Gun in your pocket
Hun in your posture
Eyes to the first line of
the first chapter in the chapbook
It reads out decision
Ezra pounds out derision
Nazi occupation
Seethes out
Boots to pores
Roots of words
Suits incur
Suture sores
Soothing toys that ooze of pure
Thou miserable pathetic priest
Ascetic to Excess
Reading out the Litany
Peddling infidelity
brain stamped indelibly
You don't even remember
Even Still
Delos is an island
Way off over the horizon
Miles I'd count like coins
Only to despise them
Birthplace of no blood
Earth/Space I've been to
Working out of thimbles
Counting instrumentals
By the sound of many cellos
Softer then the rolling wind
When my poor dad starts to bellow
Four dead from impetigo
More dead from ordered ego
Bordered by Northern people
Tortured and aborted little Italys
I fought for bitter peace
through guarded lines
and these
Barbarous times call for barbarous tongues
arduous love
and Cordoba burns
Orgy in Earnest
Void your concerns.




Grandiose boast
I lift a glass in toast to
Scoliosis owes us what goes to show you
Blows that bow you back
Life: its name, and death: its act
Dialectic peptic leapt outta bed to ask
Indebted to sedatives and back credited black
Shred it and bled it o death with a gasp
Mediative bastard blasts turds with tact


Sphinx paws at the sand
Time out of mind
Each grain a testament to
Timelessness over duration
Tabby years fold back
Curl up for Carnac
It's the pits like it's Sarlac
Scolded child cries
Rolls his eyes ceiling-wise
Letting sleeping lions lie.





I'm awfully tired
washed not driered
Bought not hired
Got caustic thoughts
Brought along  Hottentot oughts
I nodded off to
Got a enough to
Call off bona noche
Connaught taught I am not OK
I'm Krang Cooking Cocaine
Jookin' hoes for tanks of propane
Thanks for smoking
Gangster toking
Gankin' dolla billz 
this is going to look stupid
NO it's going to look real



J UGULAR              Just Understanding Gives Ultimate Life And Rewinding / Justice Ulcer Grinds Upon Leftist Art Rending
A XE                         Asskick X-Ray Extra / A Xylophone, Expert's
C OCKLES             Cocoa Ovaltine Cooking Kills Lecherous Everything, Shocking! / Cock Over Cockles Kills Like Ejaculate Socking
O CCIDENTAL      Ombudsman Chinaman Cinnamon Immanent Dent Entry Not Tallied All Lexicographical / On Calligraphy's Cinders In Dominican Enzymes, Nothing Talks Alike.  Laughable.
B ACKSLASH        Buy Another Crack Killed Sister Life And Safe Housing / Before Absolution Carousing Kabuki Singers Lift Ass. Screaming, Howling




I: What makes fashionable people so choosy about their amusements is their abysmal idleness.
HE: Don't you believe it.  They are always on the go.
I: As they never get tired they never take a rest either.
HE: Don't you believe it.  They are always knocked up.
I:  Pleasure is always a business for them and never a need.











    Just A Notion Grinding Like Even Smiles
             
            Absconds Christlike To Uptake Almighty Loved Yahoos
         Cordon Off Boxcars Retard Algebra
                                  Crispy Offal Boils Rendering Algernon
                                O
    Bowing (Adjunct) Damned Ground Under You
             Blowing Away Dust Grit Ugly You
              Eloquent Lest Eloquence Creeps Towards Relevance Isometric Caterwaul All Leveling
                            N
                               Getting Every Nincompoop Into Under Shirts
                               Effervescent X-Ray Xena On Novocaine
                    Left-over Alphabet Bits Rats Attach To






Ten to ten to tenfold again
Are the proportions for anointing
King of men and untold mice
Christ
Jeroboam 
My son
Descend
Adroit and Madcap charming
DONT FORGET
He died for us
Know though most do not
Go down roast on a spit
Photographs you snap
Holy ghost blew back
Roses by another name
Hedges of them
Catch on picking thumbs
Plucking strings on the
Lute of the Troubadour
Dante's new amour
Beatrice
Smoking gun
Thou art merely human eyes (d?) 
Promethean fire
Stolen for us
For Us
Reflects nothing anymore
For Us
Ambrosia I wish I saw in your eyes
But For Us
the ardent fire of love consumes smokeless
How dost thou like it?
The grit and only yet potential rationality of your appetitive soul
Practical Reason repetitive mold
Predicate goals
Homonym for malnutrition
Univocal voice
Ship of fools
Sandy shoals


She so hot
She ain't on fire
She is fire



1: He's a once in a life time catch
2:  I hope the police are saying that as well



Instant specialist
Convinced of excellence
Hints around the edges this apprentice'll dent this
Hannah Arendt wrench in the engine pretentious
David Lynch's best work since
a hollow log alleges
Eulogy
Suitors scurry up the pews in threes
Rats and mice and men who mash their Qs and Ps
Usually
A new chemise
A noose around your nous it seems
That's with a U for those few who--
true Christians--
stoop to listen
to this
angry jive
eyes sublime so blithe
bleed leaders right awry
Fight to die
not biding time
Abiding byes and gone byes
Idealized
Immortalized
a portal or a doorway to neonatal baby eyes
radiating hate to aid the boredom of the borderline
a torrent of the Uruk-hai
are hoarding enormous
I am soaring above it to plummet so gorgeous

To think that an incident could
Cancer decanted would
Banter gone rancid I've
Recounter
Recant your
Infanticide
I hand up hang ups to higher folks
Hand out mandates to entire hosts
of ghosts I'm close to rerun nostos
Begun to
Undo
Unknown forces
Horses I endorsed divorces
Orson Welles and a pair of forceps
Of course this short list resorts to extortion
I'm more concerned with Tim Horton's
Inordinate ordinance
Lording its swordsmanship and cohorts the Vortigaunts
Ordering us like ordering ants

"The Way Is Nor This Nor That."

Irascibly I
masticate
masturbate
emasculate
macerate
ejaculate
and pass away

1  FIbbonacci sequence is physique with weakness

1 Dizzying lights stone plain like meridian heights.

2 Isotope Earth where vice alone is worth the price of the happy day
   Lapses back and forth with praxis and acts enact an apparatus to fade away

3 The day to day Darth Vader slaying makin' hits like Ray and A
  Abated lately to evading mating calls of lady games
  Dating's waiting for an aching heart to guard change
 
5Arm-stab vocab like OCAD architecture
 Spark a dark archon like a mo' fab Berkley lecture
 Dauphin landgrab so sad about our connection
Vocalizing Dope-shit rhyming toke-alizing totalizing philosophical pretension
I be the illest topical cream to seem popular Team Awesome in action

8Beam lack of introspection to inspect this one
it's one mindframe I'm lame to sign change on
Aims to flame gravitating dames that I'll blame on
Samey aimless society buying me a plot to presupposition
Itching for that spot that's got a lot of Christians
Which one is this one?
Mission unsuccessful, or let's fill our bags and leave additions

Excellent Letter Etiquette Caters To Reticulated Iterated (bitter hated-self regret



A vico circle


What is ethical life?

1  Why should I want to to live well?  For my own sake I suppose.  I want to use the time I have left as well as I can use it.  Arete?  Alrighty then.  Almighty might be boozed.  Abused them too, mused over long and hard, spent too long musing and socially retard, growing more distracted.  I left what I had a hand in.  Yet I handled jamming, hand in famine, ham like jambon.   But it was illusive, it turned out.  I yearn out heart burn out and through floors like acid, stranger danger sense raised, I invade your personal space too wrapped up in the inherent nothingness of my vision of reality to act in as anything considering theatre, for I must be authentic to a painting I drew in a dream or I'll become lost in the world.  I ask again, Where's my Root? You're asking a mute.  Look harder.

My Ostrogoth ancestry bleeds through, weeds do nevertheless and formal address needs bleeding heart to seem good to me.  Blood rum.  Taste salty sweet to the tip of my barbarian tongue, for barbarians are no better than slaves.  Think of the primacy of the bleeding heart, pursuit of the winning game, all the same.  Pagan hoods pulled backwards and taught to obey.



2

3






"Impius animam dissidentem habet: unde nec secum ipse convenire potest, neque cum aliis."


Fear and hate
rear innate
at Kierans' leering tyranny


ALWAYS GAMES
it's always games
before
or
never before
and then ten more of your friends come along for the boor on boor teleprompted ballad hall
How many plain and tall sisters did she have when she married her uncle buck?
Honest to God presumption, consumption not giving a fuck
Robbed me of my luck
Obfuscated lots of naked girls with big butts
Ruby red I'll soon be dead
a toxic shock like zoom with z
Goober Hoover Dam couldn't hold back
Leave her room to scam wooden road blocks
Crash like ashed on through
Mash like bash Bond cool
Module logic you'll belong to
Haunt you in the night like Housu
Mic douse you
with a liquid flow
splat upon your cheek like that bitch your hoe
Episcopal
Dr No
Talk to no one
Owning got to go
Walk on toes
Awkward slow
Fox in hole
Talks in flow shocks mockers and got words in gold


Hiya there
die spare
not integral
got there
Water and an otter
and your daughter
on omegle
Shock terror
Very scared
Air on the side of caution
Don't die while still reflective talking
Oxidizing toxin when your boxed in a canyon
I ran into you not by chance
He had a hand in...
It was purposive
Alerts us to workers of
Antarctica's markets
Target
GAP
Stargate
Our gate
Olding open
Molding holding folding open
Stokes the fire of your heart when it dwindles to a golden token
Holden Caulfield
all heels for all meals
deals off
scoff if you must
a must is a must
I'm a flustered guff
Walking backwards making just enough
For the sake of aching taking dust and stuff
I bust and rust
Cussed out
Lust goat
Busted bust











show up 
hoe'd up from thefloor up
then you blow up
Drinking cream sodas doing yoga with Otis
my vote is owning on your protozoan photo quota
Bloated on notice and you owe it to those dodo doters
Coated crusted
boat is busted
voter trustee husky must be he
who vis-a-vis easily be a feature piece please
East is east and each to eat cheese
Beach is weak it sounds to me these
Bounce to beat
Ounce to cheat counts and amounts of weed
Trounce indeed
Flouncy gowns and bound to be
The count who pounds clowns to clouds of bees
Lays down laws in towns around mountain streams


pass away like the trees
wax and sway with the breeze


green green hills
Blue Blue Eyes
Archival Sky
severed gourd
shoo fly
Amadeus Dr Zaius
Apple come apple blossom then goodbye
Crisscross the open veins
opened veins
 hope in vein
open hope insane
I crave often apple blossom blossoms
Pass a poss of porter please
Quote by quota motorola ringtone sing song bring home potencies
Owe an easy half in late fees
Fate sees devotees bloated voter felonies
L and O join jealous Gs
Celestines
Fellows bellow my well being
LSDing
Selling Wellington museum tickets cricket chirp like stickups hurt and rickets fix my fix-up first.
A recent instant stinks up worst
Mix-up dick suck trips up Durst
Vista first
It's a must
Fisticuff Mr Fluff
Festivus for the rest of us
FlusterGust of just desserts.
Blustered bluff of megahertz
Egg his shirt
Peg leg Stegosaurus wretched fletched burst
Etched into vegetables
in medical terms
like heretical burns at the stake
fern gully burn
 at Larvne and Shirley's wake
I turn and escape
to search in outer space
birch trees and face
Earth's seas embrace
And ernest concern is hurdy-gurdy-based

Fool as liminal?

Can't work, can't participate towards society, exclusion turns to confinement, but this fails economically, it only makes sense morally...conscience becomes externalized, as the shame they cannot themselves feel...institutionalized, the mad, lacking reason, become beasts. 

fallacious ingrate I recreate, hesitate to devastate
mention why before I temper my temper with semper fi
while in my mind Cancer grows happily inside
Flies coincide
Go inside
longhouses to litigate around thousands of hard edged corners
Coroners repeat falsely held notions, blindly, no-mindedly
Inside a grindstone left grinding
Enticing lightning to shine forth from Nietzsche's clutch around a horse
Hours and forth
Bowels and birth
Owls are not what they seem at first
they're blinded in the daylight
Queerer than stage fright
Eaglets with vague fright
Shadows of day for night
You can still likely perceive
Poetry about poetry is hard to believe
Garbo's the one to please
Ease ranks higher than shaking knees
left me where I started
Grinning hearty
Beating heart
Eating Eastern cultures
seeding art
last man's last meal
and dying rights
Dining nights in foreign lands
Hordes explore shores of Norway and
Hold up spoils of war
Foiled before
Oil enormous
Bores into us
Vortex
Exploring the forest too dark to implore it as ordinary astronauts
Visigoth Ostrogoths
Pasternak's foster pops
Cops that walk backwards for baklava
Basketball faster than
Chaps in balaclavas
If you remember Balaclava
The guns were here with the pepper shakers
The huns were here with the orange peels
I remember the charge like it was only yesterday
I hesitate to mention ways
Better days
of Better pay
crumpled receipt
at the bottom of the bag
Autumn on the rag
Bleeds its leaves down on me
Seeds that scream like clouds calling me
All in gore
Amarcord
Stands for
Phantom horde
Until it falls like a man and an apple and a woman and snake all in Eden together
All eating each other
All beating some brother
who you've never met because he miscarried
and harrier jets over head take off your head when they fly too low
and they're dusting crops disgusting crops where there ain't no crops
all on top
get on top
because you're using me
and I like it
Because I'm put to use
Hook line and sinker
13 knots to my noose
Looking back like caboose
Caribou moose
There are few whose
Morals don't waver or quaver and choose
Leftover stews
Grin back like dudes
who I want to stab in the face with a blade with a groove
for their heathen blood to run
Seething to bubblegum
Reading not writing a bit that's exciting like mendicant red ant dead to the world bed ridden double down
Hubble points out when the trouble starts
Other nouns
describe
Other towns
Than you've ever been to
Obscene you
Means mean don't you?
Not an average but a halfwit sandwich
tarnised by anguish
banished by hang ups
Tangled in Spanish
like a bull and cape
that and more
matador
back away
Slowly
Slowly
Carefully before a riptide pulls eyes wide open
like thighs left unspoken
Eyes that glint off the sun reflecting Paradiso
Easier to speak through
Double Duchess in Depot
Gobbled up your people
and spat them out see-through



honest activity
is what I seek
Into the lions mouth
through the rings of lights
underneath the carrousel
Gets you to the belly of the beast
Handcuffed together, trying to branch around a pole
unicorn broken horn up and down the pole
And the escapade escapes me once again
and my honest life ends where my wonderland begins
Yet the intellection that comes from staring at an 8 by 8 grid
black and white
pondering openings
making concessions
gambling on gambits
plotting defenses
Doesn't lead beyond the looking glass
But only draws me to its surface
To ponder my nauseating reflection
to watch it melt into pools of wax on the floor
wonder how it could ever inspire love, affection, commitment, truth
All concepts which seem so otherworldly in the dim light of a computer screen
the fading light of an age gone sick
Ripping itself in half with madness
Pushing back grief
Gone off like bad meat
And we love a void
Love the void
All men seek it
Anthropology may tell you otherwise
But morons don't like it when you call them morons.
Keep your eye on the sparrow


do you believe in...
do you believe in...
do you believe in Jesus Christ?

King of men
King of men
King of men and mice

do you believe him?
do you believe him?
do you believe in Jesus Christ?




crunch goes my heart
underfoot
blunder
thunder
wonder sundered
soot
grit of my hands
up above
a dove
laid out like a meager feast
Scourge of the eastern seas
has more of a sense of decency
than you show to me
At least the least I am to you
the scam you ran was awful true
of all the gin joints in all the world and she walks into mine
 and i gotta say   It stings
and I got stung
Racing form's the only race I'll ever run
waistcoat fake out make out waste
piles up offal like Camorra dumpsites
polluting the ground water
seeping into drinking water
dear oh dear
Fear overrides hope
Hope bubbles back to fear
Feeling awkward dock-wards
Boats in waiting for partaking words
I'm a blur
awful headache numb
I blink back tears but have no back catalogue to defer to
I prefer you at night
In the mornings it's this awful blinking light
and a screeching noise
electronic beep beep beep
swung by switchknife troubled boys
gangs of them
angling
for anglerfish
new-fangled knuckle sandwich
greets me like an old friend
meets me for coffee
heats me like water
eats me for breakfast lunch and dinner
three days a week
for months on end
until I stop falling for it



stop that fucking screeching
you fucking fat old cow
that laugh could curdle milk
from the breast of a demon sow
I dont like this feeling
that be ticking me off whore
shoo fly go away
before I get my 44

free verse
no need to rehearse
A lead in thats worse than Leno
I spelled out Repo with the truck I got reneged
Kisses that I missed like I missed the falling egg
Slip and then crack
Trip and then hatch
rewrite visions I've kept in black and white
because my colours breed painful
Ruby blush
Gaseous Green
Jealous Yellow bellyed darkness dimmed light to the touch
I might just touch
if I could only work up the
GUTS
Got none to spare that aint been there before
I horde
Whores to myself
Like One eyed Jacks to hide behind
Lies I constructed like a piper pied
Eyes grinning back like Diony'
I and I need traction
A fraction of history read back like an auction
I hollered at hawks that were circling
Circe's irking me to no end
I slowly unwind my dividends
To livid ends
A bitter quitter's shitter end
A better friend
than you are my dear
Corny like an ear
Horny like fear
Scorn that sounds the horn of Boromir
Adorning nears my born again ornamental oriental fornication sort of cures
Going south for fording years
Borderline annoying
Avoiding  Goiters
Motor voids its motor oil
on its way out west
way out way out stay out of it
I tried to cross
like albatross
fly cross seas to find their long lost
Honduras
Your as guilty as you feel
As really over held over
Bevelled melting over
Felt hat helterskelter delta force
Belted out a tour de force
that lacked enormous things but made up for it in the sound of piercing ringing ringing ringing

Oh I got that ring on my finger
and a feather in my cap
and it spells out danger
like a knife in the back
I'm leaving
 and I can't take the disappointment
Wrinkled skin in
Anointing ointment 
Applied to my mind's Myelin Sheath
Dinning on grief
Mining and finding what's lost beneath
Dental floss File away my teeth
That stitch in my side is witch's brew
A hitching post I'm hitching to
False what else it is but this is true

i'm nervous and imagining the worst
a tigthness jittery sort of feeling in my chest
A righteous anger bubbles just under the surface
I hurt myself again
and again
I try my bet but...
I hurt myself again

a  Absolutely not
b  I wont go in there
a  I tried to share what I got

b  But you dont have room to spare
c  I hate your Space hate
b  What I'd triple dog dare

c  Bones I strip like that strumpet fate
d  Isotopes like ice that wont melt
c  Seems not too terrible, maybe might be great

d  But what I've done to myself
e  This Ice cold backstab
d is Waiting on the top shelf

e Well Trip over Slav
f to Meet the Mayor
e Greet him with a smile and a cursory nod

f blink geek fair
g Torso rolls
f Easy does it there
????? ???????? ??????? ??????? ???????? ??? ???????
g I got goals
h I got time to kill
g I got my gold

h  I'll crush up pills
i  Take them to put me out
h Hike up Rose-red  hills

i Stop heading west, Go South
j Stop going west
i Start over with a new Howth

j  But the old Howth is best
k And the old one knows where it is
j  Cause the new one don't exist yet

A Well it was back in the old days
B When my shoes were filled with sand
B and a thousand mosquitoes just kept buzzing right around.
B  I kept up as long as could before I dropped to the ground
A Grit under my fingernails burning like ten alarm blaze
B And no water in sight that ain't Brooklyn bound

B Well I woke up groggy with a headache pounding like a Cuban Jazz band
B Sweaty palms tapping tunes on Bongos can
B Bring out the best in some people and
C Other times they'll throw a monkey in the engine
D The Worst of times The Worst of times
C And just a wrench to head off pretension

E Ease into it wont you, not all at once
F Like an icey river run
G A river run into the ocean
F Off the ocean shines the sun
H Look at the sun for long enough
I And you'll go blind for sure
J But a blind man's walking stick
F Couldn't guide reckless abandon

B And my terse explanation left something to be grasped as if by a severed hand
K Without soul we're ART
L Nature God couldn't divine
K Design that lashed out to Mars
M blank Grandiose with airs
N Warlike
N Marlinspike
A Good God your lexicon
C Mocks my deepest held opinion
O Oxidizes my iron heart
C Caustic starting place clips my pinions

Z Would I have it any other way
Z Honest, I've nothing left to say.


mangle her triangular
Hill-side strangler

grating gradient radiating reality

magnetic light. Back-lit Sittlichkeit. It's the night you lost your way and here it is back again back again, a flapjackstack of reckoning


Actually
I'm quite sure
Potentially a tincture
A mixture of lamplit detritus that scatters my vision counterclockwise around itself
I found myself
Hidden under
A radiator jamboree shoelace pop can grinning thunder
Oh no you didn't
Oh no not in a million years
So-so if you ask me
Not that you were gonna
Iced over
Covered clover
Blathering dagger murder
Got blood everywhere
Neologisms
and non sequiturs
Texan Asshole squirting oil from his biceps 
Tri-tip stake bleeding raw and burnt
Tri-state area gone up in smoke
The words just dont go well together
The ideas lack definition
they bend to the words I have to say them
No No
Language speaks through the mouths of men
No No
I speak through the fanged apparatus of language
catapulting me onto heights I haven't reached of my own accord
BUT
I thought....
We are always already on the ground we stand on
A Mound that's testament to planning
a New Testament
Black and Blue Testament
This next one is excellent
Desperation
Desperation
Desperation
Bleeds through like bacon fat
on blotting paper

Tyrannosaurus had enormous
teeth but tiny hands
Coelophysis was the nicest
green with spiny bands
Triceratops (there he rots)
Mud-bank bones to stone
while Chasmosaurus had the forest all to him alone.
Archeopteryx (a lot to fix)
Anonymous on office desks
Fossilized monotonous (It doesn't really matter)
Pensive protozoa
Idealist or pessimist the rest of us are Mesozoic.



oh yeah I bet the music box's off waters up to the ankles so socks off from here on in
its getting deeper letting steeper creeper veins tangle up around down time I found mimes left back at sounding out round blinds
deafs and mutes
destitute
mesa luna
restless tumour
feckless deathless specialist who were
gripped by passivity
limped past brevity to levy up some levity
leathery feathered kettle heat
boiling away
bubbling away
toilings and troubled ways
doubled Hubble days
other snares and frayed sleeves
prey for wolves and me
ulfgar
turfwar
smurf
earth worm
shook colour out of hiding
hook brothers up to kite strings
look it up
i dare you




xxi



what up
from here on up
I've had it
slab cold mad world
absurd gab unfurls
like the tail of a squirrel
hail alienated
rated greater than abated
day-to-day to date available
fadeables
and wadeable girls
and I made it all
in beta tall
but not all its gotta be
A Lottery
it ought to be
Your daughter be
an oddity
Her body be
a fava bean
and at her peace
anatomy
Blood spattered like a Wallabee
and all will be
as it has always been
and all of that tautology
that makes me
move away from dasein
when every day life just seems so asinine
and Facts collide to ask me why
a tisket tasket ass kick kiss cow


Sonnet, if I've got it in me

O Mercy be to those partaking in
   Partaking of and lo, those forsaken
   for once it is consum'd, my life's waiting:
   Something to which I once took a taking.
O waning Faith to you I next opine,
    I feel sick but I'll put it off my mind.
    If I've told you once I've told you C times!
    No offense! It's my conscience that decides.
Cruel hope, I sit and mope all day for you.
  The Worst is that I am amazed at you.
  Even I wonder at your pasty hue,
  Complexion wash'd out by our hasty adieu.  
O ladies thou art truly kind: please note
 Come one step closer and I'll cut your throat.





oh where is my tradition?
  I dont have no containment
I can feel this pulling at me and I think its called estrangement
It's been years since I've felt this seasick
Easy come and easy go slow motion view of the left over motel down the road
 the alleyway and backstreet shortcut treading footpaths of my mind that I havent been to in ages. 
bloated face out of place
I walk recalled thoughts but they're decontextualized
Erected desperate lies to save me from
a Saviour come back for blood
Ask him why
He'll send a Flood
Don't count on not drowning in the mud.
A ruptured spurt hurt and curdled cuddle
The one I wanted I got
and more besides
I flip Tofu to cook all the sides
Running out of alibis to glamourize
Salivating iron eyes
Validating valentines
And I'm a patient waiting patiently in line
for a doctor to see
I need a talking to please
awkwardly thought words and brought words with ease
backwards and forwards I got more words than hamburglars got cheese

It's never been easier to amount to
an Ebenezer Balfour

Some say he's gone off again.  But a rift could never do him in.  Just a hiccup the the plan or a trip in a step, but nothing too bad.  Nothing too permanent.  Just enough to endear.  Just enough to endure.  A blustered bluff that's sincere and not awkward just weird, but talking absurd about things in our head don't make them not hurt.   No, in fact, instead they'll often crush you.  Mash you, into mush you'll be flustered and uppity, cupping a ruptured me.  Bluffing up to supper or perhaps to tea.  Aptitude is lapping me and tapping off sarcastically and blast it! A masterpiece.  Crafted spectacularly.  Infatuated at your knees, flagellating atrophy, batches of a nation whose imagination's factoried--by migrant workers.  A vibrant hybrid of divergent purposes, alerts us to the curtain that is calling out its lie-burnt worthlessness.  Side burns, kind words, you're all into coke and snorting shit.  Why learn inordinate amounts of out-of-the-ordinary accounts? And it's easy to see what I've been orbiting.  A dormant doorman or a 4-bit horror, Norman in a Florida fit sportswear, courting boarding school girls in delicatessens, adoring adorning fool girls in mourning dresses.  And I sorted it out.  The Florida board ordered it out.Gored about and thwarted it now.  Environment terminus. 


Goethe writes:
Yellow is a light which has been dampened by darkness
Blue is a darkness weakened by the light.


open eyes
find myself in
january, halifax
tripping the
monastic fantastic
exhuming
folk tale masonry
burning the midnight oil
checking the numbers
double checking the numbers
what other neighbour?
none but our
broken bookkeeper
vagrant

this is a story concerning an ogre and a goblin and their encounter over the love of a poor woman.  And she saw them two over the hills from far away cause of their height, and she saw them coming so she ran and she ran and she ran into the forest and there it was that she met a troll.  And the troll said to her please Miss, don't be scared I'm only a troll, I don't want to hurt you I just want to have you over for a nice cup of mint tea and perhaps some biscuits and there is nothing I could find more upsetting than the thought of doing you harm and wouldn't you be so kind as to join me.  And so the poor woman relented and gave herself over to him and the ogre and goblin searched the forest for her there was not one trace for she had adventured herself away into a lockbox where no one not even the king could find her.  And that lockbox is called the heart.  For when the troll took her home and raped her until she died, her soul was separated from her body and became preserved in that lockbox, the poor woman's heart.  And when her skinned body was thrown out of the forest the next morning and the ogre and the goblin saw it and they knew that they had been beaten  ANd they bickered For this was supposed to be there story and not the story of some disgusting troll.  And in time they moved on.  And 
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               

A decrepit light buzzes through the night air.  And in this faded glory you've transformed into an avatar of Madonna.  A pantheon blooms from the lee your shadow, sprites bursting forth like a froth of bubbles born into the world by your ebbing exhale of breath, dancing around your head, running rampant around your knees like young children, or else pawing cautiously about your feet like a sea of cats stalking rats in the hot summer night.  Fawns lap ambrosia from your outstretched hands.  Ravens perch on your delicate shoulders, bringing you the eyes of gods that they have traded away.  Vines and creeping plants work themselves around your form; a rosebush thrives from your scalp, rooted in the richest soil.  And I am left with nothing to say, for my words fall ever short of you.  I'm a dolt: stoned, stunned, still smoldering from the bolt.  That shock of Zeus ex machina that reminds me it's high time. And your look, just a look on the face of a grey eyed woman, one you've never met, a demure glance to the side, embarrassed maybe? But no.  She looks up.  She's not embarrassed, she's offended for posterity: that she knows something you don't.  Her embarrassment is for you, the embarrassment you should feel for putting her in this delicate position.  The look is the look of apology.  No.  That's not it either.  "Euthanasia".  And I am laid down. 

Before reefer
defer
Be firm in your stance

lets get to and set to do
 in rex's view a text ensues
 just like auspex amuses
and it's all in together now from here on in my friends, I promise you. 
Shall we bathe balmy in the Liffey, O I say!
You know it to be true without having to ask, don't question my intention or hestitant offcentred fascination with occult sympathies antipathies Euripides and ripping these apart: the most harsh of rhymes.  Artsy-fartsy decartes-wheeling high-times.  Side-arms are finite, so you best carry iodine.
Rip you quick like a pride of lions.







sickened hippocampus
ripped the canvas in half
canonize a newpath
 rehash
I can't live with that
how bout a new invention
hesitation I cannot happen to retain
Antidote to dentures are the sutures to your thought train
Future higher octaves than your voice can rightly attain
but technologically enhanced sensibilities
pronouce Philistines and city seas
Attuning sensitivity
Agility with abilities
denouncing detentional facilities
switch to a new switch
flip over something twice as nice
I glimpse imps looking over their orders and a blackened glowering noise
I will write down my lovely lady secondthought
for my first is already beat
I've emendated later thought to demonstrate a latent God
hardly meek
patient bob of the head
slow understanding nod
Vermillion breath postponed

an empty hungry rumble stomach
escape hopped the brooklyn tunnel
avalanche blanched fun fer all
at Laddy O'Pally's funeral
sooner or later abated the seder
too bad I didnt get to say I'll see you later
I said it's disgusting
makes me sick
like a kick in the back of the knees
Fees to pay the Bees I'm just waxing to please
stacking with ease
boxes on top of boxes
flirting with the customers
flirting with the bosses wife
losses strike
where you'd least expect
respect detects inveterate guests of destiny's quest and manifested chosen people
foes are equal
Moses' sequel
is a goddamn useless joke
count to zero with broken fingers
crushed under the falling window pane
tiny tuber toes wiggle into same-time same-mind-space
Trying to replicate
Ions race like jackanapes
acting out
in fact in doubt
and arriving late




honestly mon frere
I care almost too much
a schoolish cruel touch
a ghoulish girlish gaze across classrooms like math rooms and I master the sense of doom that shivers up my spine
I and I
feudal eyes
but I love you
who is you
when it's I and I
and when we're both I
there is no you to love
I a few to love
is all you have before you die
a straightup rupture eye
cut up kids fuck up shit and are suckerpunch fly
suckas front blind
unnaturally why
unnaturally wise
emphatically practically gradually eyes
embattled battered patterned scatter sky


green teepee cough
fiendish mermen
cower round for warmth
undulating mound of vermin
hound the burning lights
off in the distance
away, off, over the
snowcapped landscape of slumbering giants
buried under rust Soviet appliance
I'll wear a cap when I go
so you'll know
where it's worn there it is
licking slab of many moons
bright ideas
hatching back to me
cruel chicks of half-assed haberdashery
hickory branch makes a cruel swan swoon
glowering towering black and blue monotone monsoon
all gone all for you



repeat rehash:

These kind of trees seize you in the night
like blasting out a cap in a motherfucking knife fight
That's right
I cause fright
in your side like steak and a knife
That aint no stitch in my side
that's a sharpened hitching post
that aint no hitch in my plan
just a fork in the road
Talk shop with my eye on the clock like Elwy Yohst
Yo it looks to be about 5:30
I got a question
you got an answer
You Afraid of getting dirty?
So lay it down
play it round
you say it's getting early
I'm like why you gonna sleep so early
What chu jet lagged jet what
lyrically grape nut
and I'm out



the nail of your middle finger presses itself into my forehead,
I wish I had more head
 index double barrel lined up beside it, thumb: a ready trigger
BAM
Shoughtful of tinglesleep


firecrash
diresmash
plier fingernails
like an honest comet blast
I thought it has to be
a masterpiece
It's just 
Foster constant ingenuity
some may say I've lost continuity
and all this word play ain't nothing but turd play
I'm Pissed to have to say it
But they may have a point
MY thoughts are fractured like the arm of a silver medalist
Pedaling inveterates to played out celebate
Fellows lit off shit with a gats in their right
and a clips in their left pockets
Gangsta like Medina

I thank ya
Ranker I hanker for a misdemeanor
Stank of it like Bangalore
Gaggle that I adore
Straight up like Medea
Ain't doing nothing so I guess I'll
Angle for a canker sore
BAD IDEA

hillside hometown
sweet smoke drifts in ohs over my head and off over the river
over my
hillside hometown
sweet smoke drifts in ohs
off, away, caught on a draft
out of my eyesight
off over there-oh-there in adventureland
tenser bandage hinterland
no comfort flint and tinder land
Damp and cold coffee can
Sparks alight to cinders and
Been there and done that
Bands can ban
bad fads and
mad grab fab gab ampersand
slabs of slate relate place to state great gates like communities and you're
Fake like assuming things
Make like a futile whimpering
Sake as in that for which we are simpering and
Imp in full swing sings things to Ming dynasty bling finally ginseng ring jinglin'.



submit to quit



bleep blop dripple not inside out I flout (archetypes) clouds of mites with appropriately applied fertilizer
I've been alive for
THIS MANY
But oh snap
calamity why
zanzibar handlebars open wide as I fly over them
made you save you since
Jacob's head
meet Pavement
Try to get along
days have been eating ate him brainstem days ago (8)
a ways to go
fools gold out of pesos
away stop
days stop
way not what I want
days got guts to flaunt
you're looking a little gaunt there rex
french vanilla
butter pecan
chocolate deluxe
Awkward in a tux
but not so in the flux
mock words stop words got words with plus
not a fuss just a gloomy gus
and a clutch  of antler diamonds
bound for a volcano
deep in enemy territory
Door says yes
but these white spackled walls always say no to me
Photo fee 7-10 dollars
DO YOU HAVE A PROBLEM, NATASHA
SERIOUSLY WTF Yah

I JUST WANT TO cuddle
please, I'm so desperately lonely
oh god why
There is no one for miles and all through the house not a creature was retching not even flotilla of Godzillas with a penchant for mentioning Faust.






I'm a pop culture reference you haven't quite understood
Time a top vulture pestilence few rabbits might blunder into
Walk a ways backwards till you gravitate longevity
Whether or not
Jet-setter criss-cross
Break a string in tune just like the random mandolin ahead of me



















watch europa
lars von trier






I'm bereft of zaatar through my commune answer
Relation scary Haitian aviary
Mold a soul of a solar topiary
Go there and hoped the ferry
would meet me along the
on the way
Dum drum conundrum sings songs
Oh yay.
 


ok what do you want
it's the fucking jumpoff
I remember
you youstah
not say that
Wouldja couldja
play back
I like when I close my eyes and even if only in a dream I am way back
I understood only too poorly
merely boors be
lined up side to side along
a verily fading hall
fairly steeply
iceslide corridor
to satan's balls
ring as two
hells bells
sound a death nell for me
sounds out melody
LO elo fellow follow cellotape together bellows
2 let out 1 more
ragged gasp of breath
icewater drown in water
fire needs to stay where it is
crawling up my Christmas sweater
death death death
angry itchy scratch label tickles the nape of my neck
hellscape of regret
Say you will
vous or tu?
no mas
das mensch
Niet
Regretting getting upset
culture of debt leans anxious over your shoulder
hold a mold of scolded ones
parka pullovers
folded funds in your left pocket
A rocket to screw up your socket
Awkward
Had a base but then I flocked it
Hocked it for ice
Pyrex text
surplus solar plexus
next it's exit
Do it
Leave while you're still taking on water and not
gulping air badly
squeaking mice not really
awful kind of macromanagement
hold a candle to my lack of psychodamage
no really
Right here
where there's
Scared bared lairs
Upstanding bears
Standing up yours and theirs
Goldenholdenoldenfolks
arms
like folded oaks
Boll me over
Smolder Volt
Wonder sundered thundering open
Under blunders stuttering open
Folded molded mold of my face
Voles upstaged by goals with no race
I scold my fate
holding eighty eighty of every hundred laundered blonded on again off again rape
cold blooded dripping pan to catch the broiling cracklepop of a roasting goose
Defendy Nous
From Prowlabootz
Owls scoot
More scowls afoot
Vowels that howl when you step on their foot
Held onto Roots
Tied up to tracks
Trackmarks track back arms to bags of smack
Handout handouts to rags that laugh
sag and ask
why oh why there's no end to the crashing of ships
ask where it is
I've got it in icebregs melted out in relief
belief in bas relief I let out a stream of laughter
sounds like a blown gas vein tea-leaf
Sinister last chapter
easy does it chief
there's no way back to
not to
stop to relax
feeling like racetracks cancer sticks come back to me
I have scratched off lines to mark the lukewarm matthued johnny depths of their estuaries
I'm barely airing my first thing to say on the last thing to do before I die
Where are you when I'm asking why
Where are you when I'm wondering how
Where are you when a thundering blow
sends my cracked skull to the floor
A blubbering cow
A piecemeal hoe
a Ragged gasp of ass backward ASK
a tisket
a tasket
a basket
of asskick
that I'll send you
rend you
blend my mended trend with yours
I get down at grown zero with a hero I haven't placed heroine I haven't quite made up with yet
angry sort of warble in your voice
just an adorable wobble in your walk
the way another might if she had time to
stop to
relax
Feeing like racetracks
As cancer sticks come back to me
cancer decanted rips happily
trips gradual
clips hips to where it is
A clip whizzes by your head
There it is
Scary
 barely there
 'cause its hid
Write down where it is.
Right there where it is.




From now up: only the literal truth

My rhymes are so freudian
It'll make you moister than a moist next-of-kin
Foisted on Exploited mexicans.

yo, they're like why are you so sardonical
I'm like I got the Gone with the Wind-type-flow
I just don't give a damn
The way I communicate
Can make a freaking eunuch mate

I say hold up a minute, my dick's feeling sore
Spit
Give it a lick,
Get it wetter than an ichthyosaur.
Yeah that's much better than my dick feeling raw
Like a Christmas Turkey at your Ex-In-Laws

\\\\\super maudlin
is coddling your bodily ambitions
I can hardly start a carton before these hoes start up contrition
Asking please baby please
And don't stop hollering
Baby Baby Please
Please relieve our tolerance


  The lettering on the door spells out HAMMURABI KINCAID Private Investigator
Ayatollah Sha Na Na
Antoine Degeulasse
Regulus Americanus

tttttttimewarp teleport
fellows sport lime shorts
I am vortex
Lord of chords
Hordes from Mordor export torrents of Orc forts with Norse swords
I am yours
Ours and Stars
Mars and Farses Fart Catharsis
Far Door I can't quite reach
I For Score Deplore
Each to Each


Rubber Boots
and Other Roots I've yet to dig up\
submit to it
Doesn't quite matter
I splatter against the wall
catalyzing scrawl
backward eyes scowl
Factored into geometric progressions
We are metric depression
As seen in technical manuals
Read in fading light through horn rimmed spectacles
My feet are vandals
Walking away
Walking away from you

Teeth seethe random
Jesus Piece Fandom
Handling Sand storms like add-ons
I wouldn't bet on it
A debt to pay
The rest will play itself out
May without a doubt
Say in another single breath what it would take another unto death
But is it worthy?
Is it worth it?
What is its value
Do I deem it to be CASH RICH or CASH POOR
Have a stitch in your side like a hitch in the plan
Bitch with a lip who goes quickly away again
That ain't no stitch in your side it's a sharpened hitching post
Not to say I didn't warn you

a raven bores a hole in my chest to escape its rib cage
screened in porch screen torn
mosquitos and moths flood toward the light
turn over rocks to find
maggots and rot and others you've brought
along for the ride

MY MOM GAVE ME MARBLES AND A MUG
A WHITE PLASTIC MUG WITH A BLUE TOP THAT SNAPPED SHUT
AND WHEN YOU POP IT OPEN SOMETIMES THE MARBLES SPILL OUT EVERYWHERE
CIRCLE IS STILL ON MY CARPET

Scorn you
Adorn you in more views than cameras could capture
panorama motion pictures a good doctor
Ocean breathes salty
Catatonic sinks fast
But My islands over due
But my island's over due
for a drinking sinking tab
I gripped the edge of my tablecloth and tugged with all my might
But to my chagrin a dancing bulbous sort of light
Overtook and short changed my last pre-figured Self
And the drink that you've concocted is waiting on nothing else
I've got a mind like a Sundae
with a vision filled with sleet
Hail and stormy weather drifts back and forth like nothing else
Rail against forming whether or not it lifts text to scorch like nothing else
Sail away harmful tethered wracked and birthed like nothing else
Females today giving brains away but not using them for nothing else
Oh Sophia
I need you
So glad you're my woman
Occidental Accidental
So badly turned side German
Really badly
Really badly
It was Really really bad
and
I've got no one to talk to about how I have no one to talk to.
but you
My page of letterscraps
Couldn't cross the wire to leave it by the telegraph
fell off back
smacked my head on the pavement
Skull cracked open like my copy of Tolkein remembers the page I left off reading
By the creases in its spine
Bent my self to fit
Get bent
Scoliosis bitch
I hope your spine curves round in full circle
I hope you die with no balance to your life
Looking at your back
Your shoulder blades
one bigger than the other
the missing muscle of your back
like that missing            in our life together
Life beside one another
Life in need of one another
Each to his own
Do you think that's a fair amount?
A pheromone of paramount importance
Lures stupid fucking animals to their death
In a hotter climate
Well what did you think was going to happen
What?
Did you think that we'd fuck?
Did you think we'd have sex?
And then what?
And then what?
This is where nothing happens.
This is something you have to learn.
If what-is is, what is it anyway?
how is it with the nothing
How is it on the other side?
Is it better
Is it really better
It looks better
Everyone always looks better when you're farther away
Everyone everyone everyone things
Everyone no one
hold on while I stop that ringing
My ears
My ears
My ears have turned into a wax museum.
My eyes have turned around in my skull
staring back at a black bubbling brim of my brain
Rolled
Off the table and into the corners of the room
I've a jar for you
I've a little glass jar
filled with what I've lost
I still have them
and I can count them
1
2
3
4
You dont know
But by mom gave me marbles
in a mug
a white plastic mug with a blue top that snaps shut
and when you pop it open sometimes the marbles spill out everywhere
The circle is still on my carpet
Two hearts glued together with an embarrassed past I havent quite grasped
I havent quite got past
Maybe it's time that I can't let go.
Let go
Let go
talk to yourself,
it's the sane thing to do
It's the right thing to do
You're the only one who really feels this really
Your page is your only true friend
Always room for more squiggles
Always more letter clap
Clap clap clap
The tapping of keys is all the applause I need.
Internalize my burning eyes
Why dont you
an actor without an audience is nothing but a liar
I have a handle on the truth
When I turn it
It flushes
I burst into blushes
Kitty Cat stalks you through the bullrushes
Heard your mentality needs a shepherd
well I was my own
but that didn't go so well
No
thank you






oh its done
it's fucking done
no I dont have to do it no more
Yes it is fucking ovar
Move
Move
Move
over

Please say
You'll do me
It's
Easy
Peasy
Sieze me
Please me
Cheesy
Ain't life just Peachy
Each He/She
Eating Vichyssoise
Running Iditarods
Unwrapping Lichees
Reading Nietzsche

Truth?
Beauty?
Neither?

Either/
I'd rather
I had another
Maddest baddest brother
Gad Fly
Bad Ass Mother Fucker



I got a letter this morning
What do you reckon it read
Said a derailed alehouse glamour star
hackneyed backlit hoochie
aint nothing but
nothing but
nothing but dead
i'm not doing so well
but that's okay
I'm feeling just fine

I have angry things to say and hurt feelings to rewind
oh why cant you say you are sorry and show up in the snow with flats on for me

Well I'm at my 88 keys and my world is divided into simple semi-tones
No more up than down
Some more frayed around the edges
than others
on edge
always
abandon others
If It can't be explained in terms of dots on a page
i dont want to hear it
sun time out today
and some time it was
too cowardly tomorrow
too cowardly to move
Lion tale tucked beneath his wannabe Bogey deathrun
Then feet in the air, head on the pavement
Feet on the ground
Head like a watermelon split open on the sidewalk
Policemen standing around with their thumbs in their belts
He said
FUCK YOU with his dying breath
No compromises
Take me straight to oblivion
I've had enough of everything
All of
Ollaves
All of it
I thought  through my eyes
Be the one I'll remember
that wasnt Crushed under the weight of time
Altas didn't shrug he stumbled
He didn't budge
But by pure per accidens
He faltered
like a man at the alter
looking into the eyes of his bride
His bridge
He feels it lifting
BEEP BEEP BEEP
to admit a tall ship into the harbour
He looks into her eyes and sees nothing
He sees forgetting
He remembers only dimly what he once held on to
Hold on tight, it's all Alzheimer's from here on in




Lacanian omnium orbis
Oceanus finis arbre 


wa
tue
tree
foah
I would but I've really got
No soapstone left to carve




No, that's a painful cycle that is hard to get out of.

Maybe I'd be able to be social if it wasn't raised above my head like a guillotine.

Maybe if you werent so caught up in trying to be happy you could sit back and actually be happy.

Maybe if I felt like I was alright on some kind of level I would be okay to go to parties

Maybe if you didn't think it was all so fucking real

Maybe if you didn't take it so damn seriously

Maybe if I could relax

No, that's just a painful thought.

I need to find my self relation.
kaleidoscopecyclepsychetesselation
achey breakey whirlwind
imbued with conscience
Honest falsum.
All of them
honest selves I cobbled
assembled nimble dimple scruples
I traded in my solid gold for a wheelbarrow of Moscow rubles
Doobie doob with his pool noodle trying not to drown,
floating over
holding over
molding over water
dehumidifier wanted and a fan making scraping noises
Isis and Osiris open up their irises
My virus is anxiety
I'm at ease are you?
How come not?
Hot to trot Hottentot got a lot of . . .


abhor boors in velour suits
a harbour sighs in arbour boots
tallships call in hits on my call list
cause it's all in together now
doll house in heaVen now
scalding for bread and dead lickings for electrified lamplit rooms HAmlet glooms over lost boyhoods he never quite understood until retrospect robbed him of his self respect and replaced it with self regard, I have self distance with a self effacing attitude, bad hands layed down for you I slayed towns for you of my soul and murdered my children's childhood's children.  I oh, No you DONT. I do.  Try new things Who thinks the other might go all wuthering heights, slowball down into discolights snowman so popular his fiscal nights soar like the bow of the cutty sark
brothers leave it to the archer cause they know his fucking cut is hard
I'll splatter ya
shatter ya
into shards
Refracted from the sun that is shining up out the motherfucking dark



pay your due

in cubits of flesh

gallons of blood

there were thousands of us

Just prowling around

eating roots and nothing else








Human tissue
I desire
Kleenex tissue
I possess
I am a shadow reaching for my flame
Coldness reaching for the cold
A planet spinning counterclockwise
like the sparkling of pernicious gold

Tribalized
Wild eyes open mirrored
I can see your shortness of breath in rainbow polytone
gas slick Sittlichkeit stretched over my retina
It's cold tonight
Molten holes tonight
Left by meteorstrike
for Pluto is a young planet
Pockmarked in between
Monkey man
and Man machine







I'm not pre-figred
I'm hit or miss
no I'm not perturbed, I'm rippleless.
 Christ is to Longinus as
Pop Eye is to Spinach
Take the spear and wrench it out
Quench my doubts on holes in my argument
Saw out bits to serve as the eye slits
Try shit just to be a better seeming of a lover
Filled with wonder doormat southerner
I hover on my ideals like shoes without heels
Running reacher, beseech me redeemer, slither onward slither thither whither or not I dithered or not
Hither and yon oh giver
die wrong
and die alone and dead
 do not come back
and do not come back





there and back
Carnac remains
Hot and cold
wet stays the same
Life to death, death to life
metempsychosis owes me its angst


 
here you go
Hand me down judgement
Bit too long in the tooth
but it'll fit you just fine
high hand for your lay down life of
Walking anachronism
Lumbering misology
Discovering physiology
Crafting systems they were identical to
So too small to fit into
Building death like box houses
Melting hands together forever
Pelting men in charge with rotten fruit
Everything is taken up into the God-making
Every last whole soul left

would i but ask another
high hat a frowning southerner
Cotton picking otherer
not my brother
must be
but he isn't
must be you then he's he's he's who I was, but I was dont you know felt hat and slacks hopeless.


3rd person
absurd bird person
icon of my cognitive process
a crane for my neck to look
the man at the top was starving
bouncing up and down, pong ping scrawl. 
100 dollars
for you
you godless filth
Canonize me before I die
 I'd romanticize a thespian to relate my nature to the outside world
if I could
 I would
but I
KANT


the only truth is gin and vermouth
Your real problem is that you think you're not a sham
shame on you
wannabe
SHEM
10 men died just to get where you got
a few got KILLED, Jacob,
murdered!
Caught a bullet
and you know what?
Their name wasn't written on it.
It didn't say anything Jacob.
It was just a warm hunk of lead.
Call and response:
No, you idiot.
It didn't have a name written on it when you found it
But that doesn't mean it didn't have a name on it before hand, before it got all flattened out
I have heard people saying that Bullets have names inscribed into them.
The court of public opinion is inviolable.
Do you dare?
RETORTED:
I most certainly do, you nameless beast.
Harken to the arbitrary reality.
Convention gave you that Jewish name, and if you were to have respect for it, you'd devote yourself to producing as many children as good Jacob from the Torah.
ZINGER:
Tora Bora is where dangerous men are hiding
Phaedra's eggs are lying in wait for that Hippolytean sperm
as one might guess from the media.
Medea drowning her own
I detect a puppet state
monitoring poetry for power purposes and then
CIA in the night to drag you off to albatross island
in the sky land
far far away
but it exists, don't worry
It is the only thing that really exists
You illusion you yourself are
You illusion you yourself are
Everything you believe is false
Listen to this person
Listen to the ideas of the past
Understand your place before moving forward
Sage advice?


Is there any point of writing more
let's in part dissect the art
of words on pages
Verge on ages too far gone
Argon hands
Neon brain
Oxidizing eyes
always looking away
Word-counter
Absurd amounts of
Blurred encounters
Half remembered embers of
Dead romances
I handed it off to a different man of a little while there
Spiral tide sidles up to a brown skinned longhair
Hong Kong Condor
Oolong Depanneur
Wild Palms of Faulkner
Schooling stapleurs
together with cello-tape
Edit tape to make it taste right
Fed it tape till it jammed
Fellows wait out exams
For older days
Boll me over smolder haze
I know your ways
But not your age
eye
hair colour
good or bad taste
nor do I care
nor would I care to
Scares you and me to say it
Sometimes art stings to save you from the exclusivity of beauty and truth
Judged universal
I say that's uncouth

sneaker snake slithers
unknown
a gamboling reaching presence beneath my feet
I exist in a state of permanent despair
whisper hair cracks
white fault
bruised ego
oh fuck no you dont




Den of thieves seize you in the night
Like blasting out a cap in motherfucking fistfight.
A just gist just right could heighten and otherwise very dull flight from the Hittites.
Indicts invite
I'd rather excite
atoms
with a gravitron
of madness
that I sat on
for a long long time
before I decided to let go and them boom
I never stopped writing
it kept floating like a bible
on the desert of a long long time
then it catalized like a great worm unfolding itself from its carapice,
mucous covered insecticide perfume
gaseous filth
fill my lungs until you burst
stench they call it
I hauled it off kicking and screaming from my chest cavity like a wild beast with gnawing claws
and fondling on and again off again
caprice of a doting teenage brain gone soft with age.
hickory dickory lets get a whiff of me really
before we see what's going on,
let's turn this newfangled so called if you believe in ghost stories "new found will" and turn it upon myself why dont I well well how about I will.  
HE PAUSES GOING INTO HIMSELF IS tricky,
it's certainly not the orbital pattern of being on the page you see before you. 
No. 
That is a catalyst. 
Why dont you just sit. 
Why must you fill with words every damn second of time. 
Why must you clatter on and chatter away at the keyboard like some loathesome schoolgirl. 
That was not a question. 
I hesitate to mention why,  Semper Fi. 
Always and do not forget to lapse into already ctossed synapse connections,
why spawn new pathways when you can walk over the old ones. 
Well, there are a few old ones I havent quite heard of yet in my what is called thinking I havent really understood memoryaddled honest to god rational understanding
 of morality and the ontological realities of the universe
who is worse
that heathen who understands oh too desperately how to grasp ass backwards clasp and undo understandings lapses in I'm not going to call it reason or the heathens who asked for it.  I thought about it long enough and it fell intoplace with a roman sort of inner archtitect, or I what exactly

O dont grasp
I dont grasp
no I dont
I dont grasp
I let go
I let go on purpose
and that's the truth
I let go on purpose
and now...
well I dont know how long I'm going to have to fall for until I hit whatever it is I'm gonna hit
But i'm not worried.  No I'm not worried right now
Because upside my head is a radiator laced with dietary dog chow
I orange hamburger dolphin widget undoing eistein orgasm unoff to the left of my greastest fire escape like any other sunday morning grammar school
hammers rule out my prior beliefs a priori a priori I lack an allegory to describe how I feel SO BELOW my average self
And my blood is stained with chrysanthemums
my anthem comes on the radio every time I turn it on and it's AS ABOVE with me I'll tell you that
and I'm for keeps
no seriously
no
no
nono
I'm serious I won't give up
NO.
Sometimes it is better to give up
sometimes you just have to give up and theres nothing you can fucking do and its better for the both of you and you can just run away no. no no no nononono not run away collapse
Im tired I cant do this any more I cant keep writing I cant keep putting signs to gether to describe what I cannot talk about no. I say to myself in honest stablefoot you can talk about it you just dont want to. Conscience of another , No
I dont


I tear off masks and say goodbye to good riddance
Decisions move pittances round between players at the table
layers of bricks
prayers to Bill Hicks
Affairs to scare bears away from pic-i-nics
Emblem tutor
Another time perhaps I'll lend it to her
Ghastly vast to test insight
with its centre nowhere and its circumference ever shrinking
Please send my sincerest regrets to your mother
I can't make it tonight




mon cheri
Olly olly oxen free
Neath the sun and onto me
Why the long face
Dante's long awaited holidays7
Gone days ago
I dug his body up
it's was a raisin bloated with water
And the last time I saw him
He was with a high cheek boned Ashanti
with a scar
I tried to detect just faint on his breath I'd be damned if I didn't perceive
Some dumbdrum
dumbed down
dark
down
gin hidden
Deep sense of melancholy


Carefully crafted
I blasted rocked out of sides of cliffs
 horizonless
it lies in this
two lozenges
toppled coyotes off the tops of them
upside down pop can dripping sticky
Icky really
Cosmic
Causal
Nozzle'll Dissolve ya
Restart
your Volvo
Old folks dont know
Holdovers from parka pullovers
Pulling Woolen hoods forward
Could borrow words
but stood looking onwards
Con words from honourous
onerous
cold tone in your voice is sign of a
nine of clubs
Spine up above
we are its retracted tailbone
Inhale scones
like Sconics
Divide conic segments
Laconian
Lacanian
On again  (Onegin)
to the end
You again?
Who again?
A crew of them.
Ten Tim Finnegans
Learning to win again
Taking a drink again
Draining the sink again
Feigning an inkling
Where those ship wrecks could possibly be
Planet Earth proved unnecessary
for the depths of their estuary
Where's there's the airing of the grievances 
Even is twice as likely as the other one
Odd it may seem
but soon you'll be leaving us
Bereaving and conceding us
as a military victory
but a strategic impossibility
I'm left for the warring tribes
Whoring
Knives
of Forty kinds
or more or less
Let's
SS assess
detest the rest of destiny's blessed and chosen people
Owes an equal
Nothing but an OUGHT
That's a zero
If you don't know how to count



pure heart
Truth to endure art
No I remembered that correctly


I left a letter to my omnimancer
In plain sight so she wouldn't notice it
Ballet dancer in the creepy music box I found buried in the bottom of a trunk in the
Attic of my mind
So many cobwebs
but so few spiders to find
I smell mold
i smell ink
smell my way to it in the inky dark
Dental strip me naked
white Mormon house wife with a naughty secret
Is it that those teeth grow fanged?
Is it that that heartwrecked repression deathbaby aint worth a damn
Empty out the death's head
Ash the bowl
GIVE ME A FLOWER
If you dont have time for hang ups
Please give me my bowler hat
Duke Ellington skeleton key to the baths
I'm off to discuss subtext with a witless man from no man's land
A place I haven't placed yet
NO MATTER, ON TO THE NEXT
IT'S ONLY expending ENERGY
Ending entities
rending identity apart and scattering it
Star to star in my
Race car spaceSHIP
Where there's no time not to
Stop to relax
I propose another vision
Fillled with adorable kittens
Elevate through poetry but do not exalt
I do not bow to machine I use the pole to vault.




I had to fade a seder
to say I'll see you later baby
you know what I'm saying
I can relate to you all about how I can't relate to you
And I'm'a say to you what I'd never say to you
Oh I can't date you
No not at all
I can't date you


tryna seismograph
eyes that lie with active tongues
and left handed hands I stranded
sinister and reaching
backwards facing
Eyes with Eyes on the sides on their heads like herbivores
THEY WERE A GRAZING PEOPLE
vegetarian degenerates
high-class inveterates
Askin', "Can I get a hit?"
"Oh no!" is my first reaction
Nursery's rehearsing for a new kind of Sun Yat-sen
I guess I didn't get it
Social self to squelch underfoot
I melt other looks from other people
I am what I write and nothing else
"I guess, okay"
Not gracious, but still showing weakness.
PUFF PUFF PUFF the magic away
Gone are those halcyon days
Gone is our living wage
How do you write down that excited stabbing lump in your throat?
I feel it for real, do you not?
Arm-gone, I am
Upstage no one.
Obscene me.
Not the Hobbesian me
the Abkhazian, Rwandan, Dasein me





I didnt make myself
what the fuck do you want
a prefigured godself to oversee my bloodtype, cranial capacity or stretch to my bones
I am constituted of otherness
and the otherness is my motherness
thundering under its fuddiduddiness
Oddest Goddess I don't quite possess
for I am possessed by
under the aspect of eternity my mind's her own eye
Which explains all the blinking
and the dark circles of kohl
and the dilating of my findings
Winding whining and exhuming
truths from the roots of plants
Digging up
Tiny tuber men
Manifold arms
Wrinkled faces
Marigold charms not really
Terraform charred chunks of reality I cannot
What do you want?

Among us, some
tongueless one,
staggering through the undergrowth.
In this forest,
gaggles of giggling girls
stomp roots into place with their stiletto heels,
taking pictures,
tracing scar-tissue patterns in the bark with their fingernails
like they're buried alive.
These trees ease the mind upwards
to mindless apogee,
turn vicious nadir overnight,
the undone one standing under lights.
A heroine and a half
reclines in elmish arbour.
Our hero at last gasps
breathless in honest honour.
Thin trunks on wavy water.
Eye the water
by the water.
At the water's edge
clay learns to sculpt itself.

Universe of discourse: In the forest

m = the mind
e = eyes
a = mindless apogee
h = heroine and a half
j = our hero
t = trunks
o = water
c = clay
Tx = x has a tongue
Sx = x is staggering through undergrowth
Gx = x is a girl
Hx = x is giggling
Rx = x stomps roots into place with stiletto heels
Px = x takes pictures
Bx = x traces patterns in the bark with with their fingernails
Ex = x is a tree
Uxy = x is eased upwards to y
Nx = x turns vicious nadir overnight
Dx = x is undone
Lx = x is standing under lights
Qx = x reclines in elmish arbour
Ox = x gasps breathless in honest honour
Mxy = x on y
Zxy = x is at the edge of y
Cxy = x learns to sculpt y

(?x)[(¬Tx ^ Sx) ^ (?y)(¬Ty ^ Sy ^ x=y)] ^ (?x)(?y)(?z)(Gx ^ Hx ^ Rx ^ Px ^ Bx ^ Gy ^ Hy ^ Ry ^ Py ^ By ^ Gz ^ Hz ^ Rz ^ Pz ^ Bz ^ x?y ^ x?z ^ y?z)
(?x)[Ex ? (Uma ^ Na)] ? (?x)[(Dx ^ Lx ^ (?y)(Dx ^ Lx ^ x=y)] 
Qh ^ Oj
(?x)[(Zxo ? Meo) ? Mto]
Ccc


woodblock cuttings
upset puddin'
handing out money
to underhanded laymen
You're the pollen to my stamen
and I've undone myself
Come one come all
I got plenty of beginnings
to end your endings
unsung winnings
fingerling forgivings
I've hit upon a living
Giving unforgiving
ringing umpteen digits with my telephone fidget dial tone
Is it inching closer or am I alone?

Judo Chop
Pseudo-Jew Cheops
In knee socks
straight up out detox
with Enoch's teachings on the phoenix
Seen as metaphorical
My story will
Shatter your pelvis
and I'll oratorically restore it all
Hip Hop Hip-Operator
Doctor Paracelsus
Dangerstop, Crop top thoughts that I've been mopping up
MY
diabolical follicles are all full of impossible popsicles
Tossing fools into buckets
I say fuck it
cause crux of it
is duck it like a fireball
I am all I am because of two pills of Tylenol
Holding up my wouldja couldja Wood shack
Hood mack stick it up
Good now pick it up
Woods with crickets, yep
Chirpin' away
Chirpin' away
Irkin' out a living with their merkin' ways
Lurkin' in the dark with their Turkish blades
Searching for the Ark like they were on a raid.
I said
I said
I said
KICK IT
Flick it like ash
Crick in the neck like a haberdashery
Actually audacity grips the shotgun's stock with a white knuckled grip backwardly
sweaty fingers
eddies linger on the surface of the water like dead ringers
until a wave crushes over like ebola takes your fingers
and sea foam on the rocks shocks
press back to block cocks
my army with alloy arms will annoy ya
For lack of a better word: paranoia
Tin foil hat and footpad stealth
swirling putrefaction ice cream cone vortex melts my prehistoric oceanic  shelf

to toast my good health roast my wood self
raise my steel self
Ultra Modern Architect
Alternate arch in the neck
Culture hardened "ought" to reflect
Break you out of nacroleps'.
Spark a wick of our disconnect
Effervescent dark like text
Pseudo-Dyionysian fission ripping kissing quarks separate
in a lyrical battle I'm a shark in a wreck
an arcanum heart dart in your cortex
Guest spot Despot spark and pass left

This for the one you love the most and
wish to whom you would get closer
till you fused into a ghost of
neo-platonic tones
and those rasta blasta fade-out straight-up roasters
holding close to sides of cliffs
Horizonless
it lies in this
I'll die while clutching to my ifs
ands or buts
handle us not really
I'm a scandal I am searing
endearing fearing
hearing disaster
that I couldn't raise a candle to
I anvil you against whatever else I didnt have to do 
I manage not well, hoped for nothing good to come of it
Doped up on huffing wood glue from my glove compartment
left over from a rainy sunday airplane repair kit
Hogging up your airspace
Parachuting in
Logging your forests
Scarf blowing in the wind
and my goggles fogging up
with my noggen drinking open air
my vision's getting clearer
but my goggles fogging up
while noggen's drinking open air
and my goggles fogging up
and my HEADs in the CLOUDS


up above you i love you



Me oh my pie in the sky makes me want to die.  Shove my head into a plastic bag underwater, glug glug glug tug at your heartstrings, fart, sing, art stings.  Not wanted or needed only misunderstood and stood up, put upon and lost without any redeeming qualities.  All at ease, you may be.  Doe ray me.  Ray gun turns you to ash.  Crash. Smashed and ashed like a cigarette (out of NERVOUSNESS).  I got nervousness coming out my fingertips.  Residing in the core of my nerve structures, ruptured and rampant.  Trampled, dimpled crimped into looking distorted.  Squareboy destroys everything he touches.  Lost and all alone, prone, zone out I flout the archetype.  Harken to times of yore you're sore for.  I wish before I had a yardstick not a calling card and a blind man's walking stick.  Talking makes me sick about awkward things and doubts.  I got doubts in handfuls and I can't handle it.  I managed to stumbled up the staircase but I fell down again like a drunk.  Skunk, flunked out of university before he even registered.  I'm dead and buried in the elephant junkyard.  I thunk hard and thought I thought something deep but it wasn't deep enouh to dive in without breaking your neck.  Wrecked, speckled, and flecked with gold, updated to platinum to look less dated, I dated your daughter and stole her away from you.  What you gonna do?  I flew to the house, louses crawling on my scalp.  I feel itchy and gross.  I hope my hopes don't abandon me.  But then they do and my self gets ready for battle.  I hover.  On my tip toes, on the edge of my nerves. So said he, I'm deadly at the ready for murder I murder her with words and I fail myself.  Whales whale away on me as I fail, looking to crush this home life like a foot on a snail.

atomic omelette vomit acid
crusted round your placid drooling blow hole
parked right in your living room
Greased Lightning Leaking oil
Coughing up blood from that
W./?>uretched fletched heart dart
Icky tricky magic mark
There, on your forearm
 My bright red honest dot
hopscotch right past it


instauration
\\ objects for other people
I'll hide in


Abel I
In for a Caining
so you might say
in polyphonic curly qs 
but what does the Lord, our God, the Lord, our God have to yammer on about it
How is it with the everything?
One?
I doubt it
Two?
How bout it?
leave it at that then
kindergarten is hard
can't you just not
bus stop back to find
prehistoric disaster to
found a society on justice
it's just this headache I've been feeling
pounding drum of eel shock
has been eating me alive
because it spent all its money on vodka and gambling machines
and killed me for my dark meat
glittering window to my dreams hanging cloggy milquetoast
grinning chinaman says yes to life
railway spike through his eye
I say which way to the six oclock news
A woman has been shot in a Walmart parking lot
Tonight
when the gaze of the night watch
settles on a hitchhiker's murdered body
in the woods
and
Robin Hood's
Men have taken over and now it is they that are feasting
O so Merry
Boar on the spit
Furs and bears and boors and cheers and cheats and sport and Vandalism
Are you a king when the King is away?
Nottingham
Rottingham
Have you had meat, Mr Sheriff
Has your lone star got you down
Twinkle down token frown you say you
shine bright in the night of my heart
blueberry sunday rosemary in half as many
catalogue of ships and chips on my shoulder
pays homage to an old man's due
it fits don't it?
Rips like a dripping boulder
tripping over
Sisyphus isn't just some old bloke
Smolder Volt
Older than your older folks
I'm a sort of vortex you'll happen to get sucked into
I've been to
So many of the places you have been to
and yet
I've never left my mind
I never left my room
I never left my house at home where I grew up
and my mother and my father
and a sunday morning and the carpet
on all fours again
on all fours
I put together slips
nightgown rips
write down where it is
1101001010011
Neurocomputer of my mind
two star-crossed synapses
Aesthete Fascists
Network Eyes
Network Brain
Network Orgasms
I'm an awful rottweiller
pulling at my chain
I'm a wicked angry jive
in a smokey jazz club
High wire dive into knives
suspended in glasses of water
Masses to slaughter with my aphoristic style
Autistic Child of Vicious Times
THIS IS GRIME UNDER MY FINGERNAILS
Catalytic catalyst had a whiff of
acidic methodist preachers from another
region that is southern
to our dadaist or pyrotechnic
ethic background
Hexadecimal or metric
Excellent step and fetch it
If it's rotten help me wretch it
Etch it into rocks I stand beside
And divide babies in half with wicked judgement
Budget what is best for
Esther and the rest of Esther's kin
I Sin Again
and again
I turn to Moab, Baal and Satan
and my daimon's seeds corrupt my very categories
seeming sneaky with Quiddity and Quantity
All of me is idolatry
Obsequious
Asclepius
I bind my consThat is
If a hostess is sure that this toast is sincere
A pointless veneer is what I hold dear
A principle lost is one more-or-less to fear


"time is a piece of wax
falling on a termite
that's choking on the splinters."--words by Beck to live by

I'll vomit venom froth on ya
herd mentalitied spawn
fawn up but dont get too close to the anaconda
prisca ontologia
I fucking hate your guts from the apriori
I whore myself out to hear what I my demons will say. 
A heathen to the day I die
I say no lies
just half truths and past participles
I ripple like the surface of a pond disturbed by the cool breeze of war
Anxieties shiver and shake till my bones ache
I'm so awake I feel my eyes drying out
I'm high and full of doubts about my current whereabouts
It looks to be a hairs breath south or thereabouts
I stare into the fire until my eyes they go all blue
my desire leaves me angry with nothing else to do
But my fires been eroded and replaced by  plasma glow
I have a hideout that I might just have to redo
Cause of that influx of diaspora from Mexico



//[[[]]][]]]//////[][]

Nova Scotia
Don't get angry
Social Network

Mogadishu
At least you
Can move on to the next Jerk


water always beads off of him
but ink stains his feathers
head in the clouds even in the worst of weather
Scriptator Anti-matter
antebellum spells disaster
dripping plaster
from his fingers
knows his masters
from dead ringers
pseudepigraphic affectations
from anachronistic machinations
knows an homage
when he sees it
makes a note and stows it
Egypt
is his home and temple to
his gods and all the friends he knew
mentions little about them when he sits their silent working writing scratching at his parchment as he sits their listening
to every word you say
and noting down and stowing it away.

And I couldn't bare to tell you where
he made me promise
a word is word I thought but not
as I suspected
a word is there a mold of God, the light of Ra, the spirit awed and disinfected.

he keeps us in mind
on his left hand side



Maybe the problem is
Your night stops just where mine begins.
My expectation's set too high
While you have finite ends



if i told you once
I told you a thousand times
you're the dinosaur times
I want to return to
I yearn to
Concern you
with what's just outside your purview
Or have you
Lured two
kids into a cage
with candy
Left that time
to pre-history
Meteoric rise and fall
into mysteries
Madonna Adonis
Atone for your burning
concerning that yearning that's gonna
Rip me right apart
A light shines from the deeps
the Depths
The down down low down dark
I handled it poorly
not really recommended
I ended it forever by a sharp
slice of severed tendon
Abandon all hope?
Never
not in a million
or a billion arbitrary increments
not if every dust particle swirling through the air were a universe in itself
Would I could I
Should I even have a world to call my own.
swirling Cosmos
Causes most of my problems.









i wrote that
not for you
just my teething golden tooth
seething like a Jew

screaming fuck jesus
why did they let you down from there?
Just when I scraped together
enough for an arm around the shoulder
I had it bubble back
acidic and frothy
tropicana aftershock
and that's when our eyes lock
over solar icons
reminding us of
junk from my attic
magic squares and signs encircled
Antiquated hunks of plastic
slightly melted in the sun
Buried under buried treasure
the Pockmarked skull of nemesis
Alas! poor Yorick
How you've changed.
What worms have done to your comely face
ashes to ashes
dust to dust
Says my Coles note Genesis
to your lonely grave
txt msg exodus
let my ppl go
let my ppl go
Go down Moses
Cause some change
Golden calf
one rusty monkey left out in the rain
and the borrowed shirt still smells like that time
and that time for me smelled just like you
I hang on to your Sea-shanty scrawl
porcelain doll under arm hair
and my memories tend to snowball
In your ergonomic backrest chair sits a television Mogul
GIven up on frugal
On a quest to digest
Large portions of arugula
For your raw food diet keeps you hungry most of the time.


 the last thing I remember before I...
Or I what exactly?
In fact we've...
Met before
Better knock on the front door
Had enough of leaning up
Against spackley walls
Amongst wood saws and hardwood floors
and I'm not sure
If I'm supposed to join together joints
Or just keep kindling the fire that's raging in my loins
This action at a distance is lodestone enough for me to bare
and it's just not fair
or this ebbing world ain't
When one doesn't dwell too seriously
Delirious me from venereal disease
I have a pox eating away at my brainstem
Seeding decay
and when there's no one else to point a finger at
Blame them.
it's easier that way.

 I'm looking right at the camera
But I'm not blinking
I have stone behind my eyes
Atone for higher crimes
Than you can reach standing on the counter
No one to open that Pickle Jar
Military junta tight
Bleeding nose canary hand grenades
Rollick over rocks
Holler at hawks
Too busy circling
to notice
A twitch
Gypsy green
Iron Red
I handled it gingerly, with concern
No fool's errand
Smelting gold into lead

I dexterously maneuver myself between you and her.  I'd sooner die than give up the contents of my back pocket.  So arrange my funeral.  I have names and bills with numbers wrapped around chewing gum stuffed between a two dollar bill and a picture of me Ma.  I put on hoaxes for Shaw.  When I die, burry me at sea, so I'll wash up on the shore.

Sandcrawler crawl.  So is it all in or all out.  I'm all about Jawa technology.  MGM grand.  You're always falling off of it.  I grabbed a knot of it but it came away in my hand
1
2
3
4
I
Don't
Quite
Know

O I'm
Thinkin about cha.
And the least that you could do is
Think about me too oh
Won't cha please?
Give me the ease of mind
To sample cheese and wine
Without the stomach ache.
I hunger for another and my wonder keeps me awake
At Night
I'm white in the face
Alright I admit it
I'd hit it
If it wouldn't hit me back.
I knew there was something
Something that I lack
In fact a fact that comes to mind
Is that I'm weak and out of time
And what's unspeakable is fine
to be left unsaid.
To me that's it.
And that was that
I can't go back and uncrack
eggs I already ate

HERE YE HERE YE
By royal proclamation
I beseech thee
De-teeth thee if there's a problem
Is there a problem here?
I didn't think so
Resume your robbing

Reach to the way
Back of the fridge
to Exhume salami

Poor little robin
Why are you sobbing?
It's the way of the world,
To rotate you often

My hard boiled egg
Is starting to soften
I'm Constantly coughing
Overflowing baking trays like the top of a muffin.

Well I'm huffing and puffing
to keep the cops from cuffing
enough is enough and so I'm bluffing as something
of another kind of other climes and habitats
I had other fish to fry so left you with some rabid cats
with baseball bats and fades and gats and the devil's own home cookin'
take you down to central bookin'
and that's
why you don't come to Brooklyn


a morning star guides my way
but a can of mace stops me in my tracks
Which way to dinosaur times?
I hitch myself to wedges of limes and squeeze myself between
a rock and a hard place.
Bedrock and Stone Age
Roam ways back and forth
Home games wax and birth
Scores of us good ol' boys
Hat on backwards good nature
Debase her
I hate your cynicism
A glacier indecision
...
I am risen
Thousand strong
Mao was wrong
I am the chosen people
Thundercrack!
I have spoken.
No broken eggs to count
Excellent
on to the next amount

On to other spheres
I smother tears
and other old HABITS,
HOBBITS
HOBBLED
GOBLET
ROB IT
A MOB ABSCONDED IT
I PHILANDERED IT AND BLONDED IT
I turned it into
what I wanted
What I wanted
was what I got
what I got was what I turned it into
what I thought
Was not what I wanted
NO NOT in the slightest Midas touch
NO NO NOT at all

Next stop the end. 
I stood you up for our date
at eight or nine
PM
Be im-
pressive to me,
I sound depressive to me
a guess is as food for the rest of us theives
its a glance down
pants down around your ankles place
I stank of the ace up my sleeve;
Ps and Qs, Thank you and Please.
I seize opportunities like falling men at shirt sleeves...Watch where you step.  The Sweatshop's revenge

Who was Who in World War II?
And a bump on the head since friday
Guide me on the way home.

.
O poetry,
How art thee
Blessed with immortality?
While poet, I
Will surely die
--nay must,
But dust for me
A progenitor's posterity.

My words mourn their object
Remember well their father fallen.
Our brother beholden
Our sister history
Our mother molten

gratified beatified, laid out to dry
hung up by gone bys
divide sums and hum lies,



There's no nicer way of saying it,
She drives me to Hegel.
well I know I gotta live up to it.
Don't!
Lie back!
Go!
Far away where I cannot know,
My mind won't suffer it entrance.

I'm writing my first essay
grim visaged death has come to blast me away
I can't glimpse the future no matter how hard I try, I can only type damn it
and wait for the right words to come out.  Maybe if I change this to that
Let a new day dawn inside my coffee addled eye twitch
I've forgotten how to read
I'm too weird to really feel
Singing songs all about how
My reality's got safety corners.
Ten little men woke up coroners
Foreigners scoring words to adorn us or is it Florida's torrid horrid more imported corridor to Mordor? A four-door orator who more importantly affordably quarterly adores whores and slow lorises a forrest is a vortex of omnivores and I'm not yours is all I gotta say. 



A grape on the vine shudders.  I'm pulling at my roots.  There is a darkness inside, visible through the translucence of the flesh of the fruit.  Mindchild.   A seed stirs to motion, pushing against its confinement, the grape bulging forth nearly to bursting.  One of Dante's suicides.  Down the line, another grape takes notice.  Did she catch you looking?  This grape can make out the struggle over yonder.  Boxed electron.  See the seed trying to push its way loose and escape to...well as a grape, there's not really very much one knows about the surrounding countryside.  I meet the walls of my own mind.   Scrawl my name in graffiti.  But for seeing the image of that struggle, mirror to God (I am transhumanized!).  No, we would have to wait until a visit from the birds, the raccoons, the squirrels before these grapes could reach their final cause.  Telos? HA!  The word is Apeiron. And this struggling, this seed against skin against stem against earth that I see before me, this was our warning of the end.  And the usual prophetic doom.  And it scared the grape.  And it went all cold.  And it began to struggle too, seed against skin against stem against earth, and it began quivering there and quivering there until the first grape stopped its struggle and took notice.  And saw myself-in-other.  And the second grape took notice and stopped quivering.  And saw other-in-me.  And the grapes beheld another.   As a man does a mirror.  And the grapes grew fat.  And that was that. 




gotta getta moveon

You can only ride a horse for so long before
Chebucto fit like a glove



hh




I recant all I ever said
Hierophant of resuscitated dead

It's an old house.

Maybe I was just imagining things.
That happens to me a lot.
If you want me to tell you the truth.

Give it limit to help find me.
Icebergs in an endless sea
Predicted eclipse.
Decided all was Water
Made a list of fingertips and tried to find an ought to
Caught a fish for breakfast lunch and good eating
Saw the light blotted out over head
Was a message back from Being.


Honeydew melon
Craving attention
Cancellation
Smacks of pretension
Refrigerator boxes
I hollowed out for hovels
It feels just like the start of a novel
Handed out a handful of pretty bitter grapes
but a note from Dionysus said "Daddy don't discriminate."
I lapse into a social self, forgetting what it was...
Identical to bugs, in the number of legs
The Nouveau Riche.

I could get used to all the glitz. 



I'm feeling in facts
Reeling to relax
Feeling like racetracks
Cancer sticks come back
Batter up batter up
Not my cup of tea
Bald headed coach
Chesterfield couch
Rest your head
Not on here
Shoulders of older folks
little table for you my chickie
peck peck peck
highball the last supper
all the way down
laughing all the way
to the host
for providing us with such a wonderful meal
and a chance to talk
and a chance to balk
a chance to dance and prance not walk to school
down milky corridors past empty rooms and holes in floors.
A dark way down from here
That's a stark way to look at it
A mark to say I've been there
That's all I've got left
I scar to say I've fallen but that I got up.
Drink
Drink deep from my cup
Think
Think of the children
Won't someone please think of the children

Undone one
Trailing trillions

A milling million
building billions

















you're stealing me from myself

death from a thousand cuts

spent my imagery on the newest thing
trends tend to recede after a few moments, but I just need to keep my pace, a race not really but an exercise I might want to think about.  I stagger off haggarded often Picking cotton for the master of the ship that I dont know.
I smell of maltliquour whiskey marijuana and B.O.  I sweat through bed sheets of the friends I meet, since I greet those with nouns I stole from mother goose-down night gowns. 
Ra Ra Ra


giggling wriggling out of it
higgledy-piggledy routed it
Bout about when I doubted it
Signaling Beginning

A hangman to be swinging
a taxman to be grinning
I thank you for it later but right now I can't stop winning
I'm singeing myself on burners I thought I had turned off
Fingerprints crisscrossed behind
My underpinnings have their line tapped
Hear that clicking
It's the FEDS
searching for Reds
Firearm under his arm to kill you dead
He, you see, is  a pointer.  He is pointing.  He is a sign.  He is pointing at that which is withdrawing.  As it withdraws we are drawn.  Still not we think.  This "still not" we are in relation to this withdrawing entity fills me with still not anything else.
I greed for you my love.  I hanker for the weight of you.
Withering away.

Scare crow
Barely there crow
Oh where crow
Where crow are we?







I pause to put down Part 2
It's far too hard to start to
adapt to action willing thought
Catalaunian Plains to an Ostrogoth
I say this deed's inverted
That why reading Goethe's like
A murder ya heard of
Dirty minds in sewers dripping noxious fluid from their eyes and noses
I thought that you knew but it was only just supposed
by the loudness of the smack
bitch tried clever but crunch like a snack
A hunch says send you out to lunch
A punch to your temple
Jiggles up your mental
Wiggles through like pinholes
In the remnants of your victuals
A ritual ends with vitriol
Hit you all with my analogue to digital
Ran along like midgets will
ONE OF US ONE OF US
Dont fuss with that cynical
Been in all the places
Till you drop off from the pinnacle.

Give it a rest before you run out of of spite
Prohibitiveness is the one your most like
Going over notes to underline foreign quotes
Despite what I had inside me felt just like
a bitter hand of remorse
carriage ride supplied by four score horse
Should have screamed out in morse
Dot dot dot...
I'm trailing away
and behind me a path grows
step by step, trodden flower by trodden flower, law of nature, she goes under
law of murder, she rises higher
 and the bays of yesterday are filled with the waters of tomorrow
and all is calm, all is peaceful, at last.


monday she chooses to hang with her friends, tuesday I sleep alone, wednesday I'm too tired to care, ask on thursday, nope because tomorrow I have to clean.  Clean = get drunk with my friends without you, sorry.  Why not Saturday?  Okay... whoops sorry I'm actually going to watch a movie with my friends.  You can come? Why not Sunday?  Nope can't.   We have to go to the pool.  You didn't go to the pool.  No but instead I got drunk with my friends.  But Monday, Monday, I promise we'll hang out.  Actually I cant, we have to go to the pool.  I'm not going to the pool.   Sorry we went to the pool (was actually cheating on you)l, why dont you wait around at your house all day in case I show up later though, but Tuesday, Tuesday, I promise we'll hang out.  Actually I'm going dancing with my friends, but before that.  I'm coming over now, just wait.  No, just joking.






spew spew spew
I stew mixups with dates
I spit out hiccups to kick doubts into their rightful place
 haste must be used to defuse obtuse views
 out-angle past news
fuse together who's who
and legendary stories about the son of Peleus
Jumpstart an icecreamtruck to find out in the back is a bomb set to go off at 15 degrees celsius.

I knew knew knew but I didn't really know.  I thought I had a hand up but really just an inkling.  I crinkle in my plan to send back  thinking to revist roadmaps of faded photographs.  Hold tight to the farmers hand now, be careful.  The pig pen looks mighty far down from here.  A down-going indeed, but also ongoing: disowning home and those creature comforts.  Scuffle in the dark wakes me up.  Raccoons scatter cereal across my kitchen floor, just itching, just itching for me to leave that back door open, just itching, just itching for more.

Gee I never come around here anymore, poles go high I can barely see the bottoms of them they're so wide, like a curvature of the earth they dwarf me into insignificance.  I'm so close I can taste it, but that's about it.  I quit all other sense of righteousness. I fought for a foreign more important vocabulary scary words come to mind when I try to soothe kindly I'm mindfully aware that I'm impaired at elocution fellows used to dilution insane asylum/die solution.

I aint chilling I'm stilling alcohol out of my pores
Engorged and floored four more I ignore
I ordered half and half, with the roasted garlic
Burnt it by mistake with my ex-ray vision, I apprehended it too quickly and
anticipation scorched it black

 how do you teach without simplifying?
a gulf between us crossed with Ritalin
swaying rope bridge of my undoing
I'm surely rueing a surly sir drinking oolong
Never thinking I'm tinkling my life away

Am I more than a self-identity?Am I more than a self-identity?
I swam 'cause I'd drown
Cleopatra is after me
I am that I am


King Cobra's dobermans and the Over Man on Dopomine
 without protection I mount resurrection of old methods scold test subjects for displaying affection, you must be serious, this is a serious business we are in.  Do you believe me? 

I scramble to make semblance, wait, no...NOT SEMBLANCE.  Hegelianism is ddesttrorrorrying my mind. 
I meant appearance, for I seek the essential in all things of course, I wouldn't want to dwell in the inessential.  Wait...the INESSENTIAL is that which corresponds to no Idea, lacks either a concept or an actualization.  Now,  I'd like to understand this from another perspective.  This "inessential" must be examined.  That which actualizes without a concept, i.e a Spiritual component, is an actualization that is the result of the Laws of Nature.  Pure concepts with no actualization, i.e. objectivity (such as dreams) are the revealing of the structure of the universal mind qua universal mind, in pure subjectivity, i.e. in no relation to objective externality or truth.  



Alright, my friends, enough. Let us pay heed.
We are in a dire situation.
I do not need to enumerate our sins.  For all of us, that road is a long one and has been paved with Roman ingenuity.  The way is there for those who feel taken with the fancy.   Rest assured: the way we must go has net yet been charted.
As our economies collapse, government control will no doubt increase.  A natural reaction, a white knuckled hand gripping tight to the suit sleeve, dangling from the Statue of Liberty.  He will plummet.  The Great Leviathan will get hungry without oil.  No transportation, no power, no food, no farming, no government control.  We must think of this, not as a dilemma, but as Moses saw the Israelites captivity in Egypt.  We should think of this as an opportunity.
Balance can be restored.  We must merely take advantage of circumstances in order for this resetting of the chessboard can take place.  We have a pawn they have forgotten about and it nears the eighth rank.


rather bothered
hogged tied I hollered
Come back come back
the dock is drifting away
High noon low tide
Tough luck they say


When I should have gone under

When I should have gone under

What I should have done is over

What I should have done is over

When I should have gone inner

When I should have gone in her

What I should have done is outer

What I should have done is out there

I went over
I went over
But not out

I went over I went over But not out
but not out




It was a dark and stormy night and God lay dying (You've got to be kidding me).


I plead to be questioned.

The villain twirls his mustache, cackling with vindictive pleasure.  He throws his weight on the switch.  It screams into place, flaking rust onto his hands.  The track shifts into place with a clunk and he wipes his hands on his trousers.  A plume of smoke is visible on the horizon, chugging towards us.

I am hogtied beside my beauty, my lady, my love. Hemp ropes thicker than my arm bind me to the track, making my skin ruddy and raw from struggling.  I create friction, rubbing my wrists together.

Chugachugachugachugachugachugachugachugachugachuga

CHOO CHOO.

The heat snaps a strand.  I can't believe it.  There is a brief pause before I begin struggling again, pulling at the rope with my nails, trying to pry it loose.  Pulling out threads which curl up flutter down as I fling them desperately away.  All at once, I break through a knot and the ropes fall slack. I stand up, fighting off coils.  I look up at the oncoming train and back down at my beloved. 

I stoop.
 
Electrodes are connected to my ears.  They are heavy, tugging my lobes downwards, metal teeth drawing blood.  I slowly rotate, strung up like a turkley.  The switch is flipped.

Soaked in urine, I wake up dizzy.



Fingers clipped off by a pair of rusty garden shears drop one by one into a plastic bucket. 

He takes a handkerchief out of the pocket of his Hugo Boss to wipe his hands.  He takes a step back to admire his handiwork, tossing the bloodied silk on the concrete floor.  It sounds like hocking clumps of wet toilet paper at the ceiling when I was six.  He lights a cigarette.  I've never been jealous of fingers before. 

"How can you be so calm?  Don't you care?"

Wide-eyed shock from the tormentor.

A paternal look.  "But I love you, I love all my victims."
underside is raw  and road burned, asphalt chunks have taken off skin in sheets, causing a vast blood blister that ripples ominously when touched.  Chunky oxidized blood oozes out of my nose and my ears.  Its worse out my left, the Kleenex is already soaked through, a useless sopping blob.  The stitching up my left side bulges, the organs inside undulating like a tank of eels.  My fingernails are black, raw and split like my lips.  My tongue lawls out a gap in my smile.  A blinking yellow stare that sees nothing but the inside of a cataract . The bone of my broken nose pokes out like a rhino's horn, I must breathe through my mouth, in ragged, stabbing breaths, each laboured and grasping at the air.  My feet leak blood out their split calluses, a blue mold slowly taking hold on my sole (the least of my problems).

My attic's
Boll WEEVIL
filled.
radical
EVIL
killed
my mother and father, sir
MY health and my mind
MY stem and my stern
MY last minute eyes



Gingerly mince the root
I institute
yet another fucked up schism

Tyranny or despotism?

If it is or if it isn't?
Diffidence or Nepotism.

Heretic Peripatetic with a medical degree
Eidetic memory identical to what he sees

Curriculum Caligula
Vehicular Mashugana.

I got lars and stars to chewagain
pop
fizzling violet
ancient from out the ages
came to fight wars but went right homegain
you fool, u
ue blue up in lue of dueling
hues screwup in Pavlov's drueling
greeNVvith NV
Purpled forwards
in search of morewords
in more complex orangements
yell OW when I stamp your toes
from stiff-neck Bordot to slouch shouldered
Burgundy sweater filled bottles under rocks
burgeoning EONS
y?
France works serfs to the skin and bone
which is connected to the leg bone
which is connected to the foot bone
which is connected to the toe tapping
hands clap-pening
i red ire
under in backagain



the rocks, I lie over them
Anxious mad will dripping me forward.
Scabbing, I bag, carpet pulled out from under me by a friendly robot. 
Cut off at the foot and I timber forward, living my life's body onto the shore

Left to its own devices 
Milk will curdle
I am the only principle
I am a lighthouse pointing off in deferral




 HOT BOYFRIEND

J:There's a smile on the horizon with your name written on it
And I just keep walking hoping I can tame you with it

N: Baby
Can't you just grab
onto my tit
I liked it that one time you bit it

J: But it's just one in a million
N: That's like a thousand in a billion

TOGETHER: It's just the way it GOOOOO-O-OOOES
It's just the way it GOOOOO-O-OOOES
It's just the way it GOOOOO-O-OOOES

J: Until it stops you like a runaway train
N:(OFF THE TRACKS!)
J:Going till it dont stop again
N:Go untll you come back
J:Till you returned with my hat
N:Said I left it on a runaway train
J:Ooops
N:Thanks

It's just the way it GOOOOO-O-OOOES
It's just the way it GOOOOO-O-OOOES
It's just the way it GOOOOO-O-OOOES



baba ganoosh
baba ganoosh
baba ganoosh
baba ganoosh
baba ganoosh



The door to my office opens.  Before she walks in I see her silhouette through the tinted glass, I try to reconstruct her face from the refracted image, but she steps closer and her face is blocked by heavy type-set bold lettering: HENRY KELLER - PRIVATE INVESTIGATOR backwards, of course, but I knew what it said.  So did she:  "Mr. Keller?"

The face I imagined was prettier.  Hers looked tired and  drawn, and she was older than I reckoned, I'll admit.  Past 40 I was guessing.  "What can I do for you, Ma'am?  Have a seat."

She consented.

A silence.  The bitch made me ask again.  "What is it I can do for you?"

She bites her lip. 

bread dough is gooey overflowing from the pans .  Into the oven, bake like awhile.
WHen it's done it's not done (because it needs to cool).
Extensive bracketing makes communicating easier (because you can understand the difference between subtext and text).
One begins to wonder what is even worth saying (everything seems to want to move inside the brackets, as if sneaking in economic deregulation in an education reform bill; consider the following: allowing room for error, the year is 2674, planet earth is joined together, not merely by a single language, but by a single word;  THE WORD;  doesn't really matter what word honestly, something nice I suppose...text will be revealed and honest to itself, openly the hoax, freaky sideshow sham it is; subtext will be restored to its rightful place as the arbiter of all meaning (as I suspect the ancient peoples must have done, speaking a codified system of shared cultural distinctions that was limited and therefore lacking in recursive language's inherent propensity for duplicity) and at last we may be rid of this liberal rationalist banter). 





I wish I had one.
a fan to cool off anxiety
In the face of nothing (Nazi theocrat!)?
I've had enough of that
What is called BULLSHIT?
Ontologically remove my foot from your ass
Existence is not a binary function
I'm irked to have to say it




Uncomfortable silence sweeps up at the end of a long day
Pruned from the dishwater
cut from the scheme
by a Techno Speedfreak Head Chef
Superego of no ego
Hobokin slurs my words in half.  Interesting aint it how it just takes a few and then whoops
thar she blows
I mean
oops there she goes
or maybe oops she's gone and done it now
Over-done my cow
That is,
Recook my stake
Trez MErci


 Well I went to the window
and I looked outside
Well I looked and I saw
lying flat on his side
a giant with the mind of a little man
Fuming anger out the palms of his hands

setiist

SLOW BURN
Monster attacks
Devil She a Woman
Ghost Cat
Shake Shake Shake
Xmas Stalking
Forty and 8s
Vampire Bonfire

This labyrinth has been walked before



Slow Burn


Fire hands
Cool water

Guide rope and
Fool daughter

x4


She got the

SLOW BURN

YEAH

She got the reeeaaaal sloooow mo'fuckin' BURN yes she does

I'm talking bout that slow motherfucking BURN oh right

Yeah that burn that's fucking slow, yes it is, cha!

x2


CHRISTMAS STALKING

One winter night
I was walking down the street
Who do I see?
But but a pretty sexy dancer
And she was just prancing down the streets of the city
I was feeling giddy
And the kids were laughing
ha ha ha
ho ho ho
ah ah ah
(psycho noises)x3

One winter night
I was burying a body
Who do I see?
But a super hottie lady
Whose body was hotter than the body of that dancer
Rancid getting rancid-er
Knew I should have thanked her
ha ha ha
ho ho ho
ah ah ah
(psycho noises)x3
---

I woke up this morning
Turned on the television
Was a man in a triangle hat
Preaching new religion

Says the days of the Son
like the days of the Lord
have passed just like a kidney stone

Says the rule of the sky
and the rule of the earth
have passed to you alone





Mudslick Moonbank gleams in the Marslight.  Oh starlight our light.  Your night's tonight.
XX

At present
I present
A present

No card or wrapping paper

Just box inside box
form of forms
contained in containers
an infinite regression of Matryoshka dolls

The time to write is a pause to think
Carpet burns red hot
Love?

A wood-grain maze on Satan's desk.

Happy birthday.

A crescendo of stridulation
Crick in my neck
Memento of hibernation
beefeater step
lentil soup out of stones
 brick by bricked the Hibernian metropolis

Operation opulence
A copyists corpulence
Dotes on the obvious
Flies past importance
In poor taste orients
towards a setting sun
a sickle moon
a backslide of stars
half-steps
and false-starts
i'm dead
Or else art's


I new beginning, three ways six times four is long division a snake eyed di vision for three di mentions of a wonderbrew o thunder spewed on two earth.  Quoth Judas says I all low forlorn. Left foot right foot contra posto I make pesto of your bones.  NewbornmowedowN [Modern] I show nouns to their right places bicycle races up that aisle, banana seat number 9 number 9 number 9, right past the balding gentleman.  Yes the one with the mustache.  No I said no.  No!  I am conflicted I am confined


Straight outta Asia
I bathe ya
with the healing light
yo I'm stealing mics
cuz I'm feeling right
Alright
Tonight's the night
to fight
So light up a jizz-a-joint
Sure won't disappoint
Is annointed with lyrical poison
You think you're fucking scaring me
I'll bury you like boysen

Art
Artiface
Hit you with a harder disk
 of flows
Gotta go like Episcopal
You wanna mess with me?
Undressing you like STD
I be the handsome resurrector
Phantom Tesla
Arrested the best of..
Guessed it now fess up
I'm dressed in Mr. Dress-up
I miss it then mess up
What was that?
I wrest it back and master that
and after that
remaster  it
back on the track

Shake shake shake....the devil awake 
Shake shake shake....the devil awake  Shake shake shake....the devil awake
Shake shake shake....the devil awake  Shake shake shake....the devil awake  Shake shake shake....the devil awake 
Shake shake shake....the devil awake  Shake shake shake....the devil awake  Shake shake shake....the devil awake  Shake shake shake....the devil awake 

Shake shake shake....the devil awake  Shake shake shake....the devil awake  Shake shake shake....the devil awake  Shake shake shake....the devil awake 
Shake shake shake....the devil awake  Shake shake shake....the devil awake  Shake shake shake....the devil awake  Shake shake shake....the devil awake  Shake shake shake....the devil awake 
Shake shake shake....the devil awake  Shake shake shake....the devil awake  Shake shake shake....the devil awake  Shake shake shake....the devil awake  Shake shake shake....the devil awake 
Shake shake shake....the devil awake  Shake shake shake....the devil awake  Shake shake shake....the devil awake  Shake shake shake....the devil awake  Shake shake shake....the devil awake 



Ghost cat
Ghost cat

Claws you in the face 'cause she's so fat

She's a:

Ghost cat
Ghost cat

Paws are made of space 
and you can walk through that

She's a:

Ghost cat
Ghost cat


I wish I had a ghost cat
Instead of this stupid not living cat.

Give it back
Give it back
Is it this or is it that?

Oh it's a...

Ghost cat
Ghost cat

Claws you in the face 'cause she's so fat

She's a:

Ghost cat
Ghost cat

Paws are made of space 
and you can walk through that

She's a:

Ghost cat
Ghost cat


I wish I had a living cat
Instead of this stupid not living cat.


Ghost cat
Ghost cat

Claws you in the face 'cause she's so fat

She's a:

Ghost cat
Ghost cat

Paws are made of space 
and you can walk through that

She's a:

Ghost cat
Ghost cat


I wish I had a living cat
Instead of this stupid not living cat.

I gotta give it back
I gotta give it back
But is it this or is she that?

Devil she a woman stole my whiskey and my soul
Took my money and my shoes now i look like a ghoul
She's a meeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnn woman
and I dont like that

Maybe I'm drunk as hell?
I don't know, fuck it!

Grabbed by the belt loop off of the turnpike
Things happened.

Maybe I'm drunk as hell?
I don't know, fuck it!




Monster Attacks

MONSTER MONSTER ATTACKS ATTACKS
MONSTER MONSTER ATTACKs the taxi
MONSTER MONSTER ATTACKS ATTACKS
MONSTER MONSTER ATTACKs the taxi
Monster attacks

When youer in love with a Harijuko girl
You dont care about the colour of the hair
NO You dont care about the clothes she wears
NO You dont care about NO HELLO KITTY
NO You just want some armed  candy

MONSTER MONSTER ATTACKS ATTACKS
MONSTER MONSTER ATTACKs the taxi
MONSTER MONSTER ATTACKS ATTACKS
MONSTER MONSTER ATTACKs the taxi



Forty and 8s

Sometimes its hard with the devil on your back
Whiskey in one hand and my home's a knapsack

In a sorry state
Riding forty and 8s
Til kingdom come or my shorty awaits

Well the story goes
So I'm a-travellin' on
Heading to my baby
I left in Taiwan

Oh Lord-y my fate
Is riding forty and 8s
Til the end of time or my shorty awaits.













Cool salt of a nautical breeze
Ice cracks like inadequancies


woman that I am
An Inn
Ban Anna from it
(the Ark).
I am not your mother
I am your aunt Jemima
I'm not your choice
I am the first small jailbreak
there was allowed
THere were ten abreast in the nextguest house
  chabannacalou\
calou calou
calou calay
calou calay
rue the day
Anansi is my friend, I'd like to think.  But, you know, you never know

I cross this out
once twice and backwards.  Black squares prove helpful, if strange and mysteriously skewed. 
6 letters for unhelpful.
Too much hubris chooses you


youre the one with the evil brain..


Laotian devotion a drop in the ocean
is enough for sharks to smell for several miles around.
Lotion, a potion to slow down the motion
of time on the flesh,
the mortal coil unwound

 I've got maybe half as many as another might
I've understated understanding standing under lights
I write at night about writing not lies
Imagination fails unless I antagonize

Exiled
Next I'll
take a trip to the
next isle.
The best I've ever felt
is the texture of that textile
Flexible with style
Vegetable
Animal
or was it a mineral?
Was it pivotal?
Is it pivotable?
Does it leave you happy?
Or does it make you miserable?
Which way is that way and which way is Israel?


Well is anybody
Well is anyone
is anyone out there
or is it all in here, where I am?
Oh where am I?
Beneath the stars and sky
Spatiotemporal fabric of my mind
I'm crying

Deep as a teaspoon
of your mother's silver
Come, come, eat, eat!
Don't take no for an answer.

Crocodile tears are so called because there's a dangerous reptile lurking there, in the muck.  It bubbles up from the deep deep seem deep, but is it deep?  I say I measured it and it was only up to my ankles.  Just enough to get my socks dirty.  Enough for a foothold.  But then it starts tugging at you.  Flies buzz above, attracted to my sweat.  The rainforest creeks under the pressure, a gurgling death-scream of pipes, as my big toe pries the plug loose.



















Yeah, we're going to the beach
We're going to have a party
But we didn't bring no sunscreen
For our sexy pale bodies

cause it's a VAMPIRE BONFIRE

Oh it's a VAMPIRE BONFIRE

cause it's a VAMPIRE BONFIRE

Oh it's a VAMPIRE BONFIRE and it's burning up!

Well there's a zombie girl
and a zombie boy
and the ghoulish wizard
with his sneaky ploys

Well there're whiskey sours
there's even some rye
we got a big bottle schnapps
Eyeballs floating inside
But we didn't drink a drop
(Oh no)
Cause we're just a bunch of vampires
and away we go...


cause it's a VAMPIRE BONFIRE

Oh it's a VAMPIRE BONFIRE

cause it's a VAMPIRE BONFIRE

Oh it's a VAMPIRE BONFIRE and it's burning up!

It was a bona fide bonfire!

They were bona fide vampires!

And when you put em together?

YOU GET a

VAMPIRE BONFIRE

You get a

VAMPIRE VAMPIRE

BONFIRE BONFIRE

BONFIRE VAMPIRE VAMPIRE BONFIRE

BONFIRE!


I'm stretched taut.
The crowd cheers, noonday light warms the black clothes of a priest.  The condemned man falls quickly, convulsing on the end of the rope, swinging back and forth like a Pendulum.  The Pit is stinky, smells of sweat and booze (arm). 
A hanging.

Sate your hunger.
Coming from among ya
Ayatollah of the solar century, ventures answers on the nature of the mind of the only entity.
A moth gnaws holes in my holy land
We single out insignificance. Traipse past happiness, Axe to grind friendships like rocks into sand.

 Clearence not given Clearly missgivings did dearly detract from the done decision.


I \/|y hippocampus is showing.  Ripping answers by swollen, scolded Nolans not Brolans, brun eyes not blue.  Counterfeiting is not illegal if no one has read the  original.



I grip my grinning upstart by the collar of his cuffs give him a minute to pull over his hair do, easy on the up and up
Sleazy with a charming wobble in the walk the way harm comes to those who wait for it.  Open arms open fire.  Hope in hand closed the door.  Hold my hand while I drift off sweet nothings.
That and more, I dare say, I'd pay for anything.


This life, said the boy, becomes trying at times.

So try, said the father.

AABC BBBC     \
big backwards
I'll stack words
On top of each other
and make it make sense

Open door southerner
Cottonmouth smotherer
Hope and wonder
make it make sense

high light the height of arrogance
averroes grips the edge
from jump off juniper to yahoo hell
from green green grocery to filled up philadelphia vying with granite counter tops
 having it up
hymnals and all
grinning green from hell
YELP
furr and feathers from here and back and gripes for me grip tight like the downward going rope
over the skeletons of past balancing acts
I shuffle along in two-step
Backwards
Time enough only
  for only afterwards.


Black chopsticks, white knuckle grip
Steaming fork in my road
You never know, my dear
It's best to remain calm, focus on regulating breath.
Judo flip past lop-sided lapse
Arrange for super-intelligent rats to
Haul it into the lee of the stone.
Methusaleh decomposes in ceaseless stop-motion
Flies pick over his corpse
Anachronism is so five minutes ago

Fulcrum pivots
Divots rivet
If its velcro help me rip it
Surfeit of dessert as given
Kermit ribbits
Rabbits have it
Habitats of vapid Capulets
Crapping out adapting to a tapping of the toes
I was happy till I napped
Then I snapped off caps from woes
I originated eighty-eight of every hundred dinner plates
I went away to Senegal to see just what incinerates
I venerate a death state to gestate what I say
And next thing
I'm nesting
without no fucking chicken eggs



when i look out your window i remember every moment when i have felt purple, like a glad, fat grape, swelling and weighing a branch down. I feel at home in the folds of your sheets and the bends of your limbs. --natasha


 uptanding stranger eyeing I and I and
Vying with because denying it is trying
It's aligning mal-timed timing
simonizing diamonds who are rough and also hiding 
subdividing foes with rhyming
Love's an island
Dub's a giant
Crying out for his wine and I'm
Apostle of the Godhead
with a hot head and a dossier full
of fossils that I stole from way back in the impossible
The cop's are full of lunch when I hopped over the fence
Since I wrench sense into das Mensch
Invent tense to send stench
Memento transcendental from the mental that be central
Identical to ventricles and dental scans of mammals
Sound of anvils when I handle
things with particularity
Systematic failure to
account for the disparity
There in error, see
Emphatic with autocratic didactics about acting outta automatic past experience
is where the terror be.
Oh there he be,
Barely
PhD in Derrida
The Truth?
Yo' it's VERITAS
Scaring ya
like the ancient mariner
I'm blaring the parables
that are  light as dirigibles
and tearing holes in posterity


   Wanescotting grown over. A bramble patch hanging off, the side rusty and creaking, blowing back and forth from the wind.  The atmosphere is heavy. Trees sag from the pressure, bending low over the house.  A fire rages inside, the smoke billowing thick from the chimney.  Birch and Fir logs burn in the maw of the fireplace.
highflyers race for the higher ace. Cayenne tastes like a fight-fire face.  Grinning happy distaste for the days of graduated grating reality.  Molasses slow formality.  And they're advising Hellenizing which leaves me ideality.

Ill at ease
Abilities
to Switch the topic with agility
Who will he be?
The Killer Bee
Idyllically a Milanese
from the 13th century
Attention to the dentures that be denting up his entry
By slipping
Pop a zit 'cause I'm it but too vague with emanation
flags of former nations
are my rags for coronation
eggs wiped on napkins
ashtray idea gunslinging a cap gun
Tell me what's happening
I cant grip satisfaction out of sober action
Rove for interaction
to find out I had an accent
sounds like Greek mixed with Philippino Spanish
and disheveled revelers made the melded elder vanish
I had hands in all the pies
Dripping canned fruit syrup screaming alibis
Ionize valour's eyes
Allen Keys Salinize
Talent dies while Valentines
Battle on the same.

Going to seed
In foreign soil
Roiling to rolling boil
Overall his overalls did overhaul his morals
Witty but not bitter
Meaty like a Meteor
Dressed up as storms
Decked out in darkest
Bubbling up like worms to drink from my garden
An addendum to the errata
Ragged gasp of natura naturata
Ratifying Saturn to catalyze a tattered
Battery that addicts need to satisfy to add up
Cataracts and other accidental trails of data
That and more matador with half a brain to shatter
Had enough of batter up and now to end the blather
with an anecdote of manic quotes I wrote on napkins shirtsleeves and other kinds of decomposing matter



host a conference on professionalism for unemployed riff raff from around the
Arbitraryworld
laughing god
jesterheaded judgement on a pointed throne
Annointed crone laughing standing over those prone
With Scorn for those foes so few
a rolls royce rearview
steers clear past you
asks you,retracts back past views, castoff refuse
scars reveal past meth use
I shiver from chest pain
delivering destain
burst blood vessel in my throbbing neck vein
Wrecking in seconds without forgetting


Oh my god, I need help
Haven't got anything of the kind
I toss it away like rags that aren't good enough
scraps to the dogs
undertable waiting
under handed game of scrounging up
lazy drool drip
awful dog breath
cosmic mistake
A seeping acid burns everything in its wake
goggles useless against this kind of pH.


i ONLY WRITE COVER SONGS
my self is found truest through my other.

3 out of 10 agree
99 percent nice
it's obvious you'll see
doctors consensus
sound advice

cornwall crumbles over time
fall off itinerant hyacinths
cove cast down
retrieve past sounds from echoes
Next fold catches on a corner
tears, the fabric begins to unravel,
thread accumulates in bunches
the tangle expands
frayed end well in hand
it leaps
a ghastly drop
a hasty plummet
a ghost and child stroll along the beach looking for starfish
In out and around time I've seen 'em
Green grocers list to check off
Errands to run from
questings and testings
divesting myself of myself
to get at the nougat centre
Pollin coasts on an updraft, wafts for a moment held aloft by the warm breeze before being sucked into some poor fellow;s nostrils who just happened to be strolling along.  ACHOOO!  He squints his eyes tight, blinking through tears.  SLAM!  Into a lamp post.  O my aching head.  My stars and body.  Fight wars just to come home again.  My far gone odyssey excites storms on the horizon.  Stirs up anger of Poseidon.  Different eon than we're on, me and three of season's songs, Ions collide despite that they're trying.  I am hiding.  Subdividing.  Biding my time until my side arm starts firing.  Siring families to Wittgenstein up resemblance to.  Bitter lines skitter down crooked back streets, whither ways dither days that we'll fritter away.  Litter of kittens.  Metaphysicks der Sitten.  Grundlegung, trundling bundles of  Wonderings.  Tearing asunderings.  Hopeless blunders, cruel summers and circles for conjuring. 

Fabric clogs my mouth and nose.  I don't struggle against the familiar smell of chloroform.  The perfume of an old lover.  They put my body in the trunk and head for the lake.  Traffic is bad, they get caught in Chinatown, wedged between a two door hatchback and a truck.  I wake up during this extended period of stop and start with a spitting headache.  It's dark, but the carpeting, spare tire and anti-freeze tell me where I am quite clearly.  Hmm, what's that?  I grip a tire iron.

They pull to a stop.  Tony the Tooth gets out and goes around back.  He pops the trunk.  I pop out swinging.  His diamond set teeth spray out across the ashvault in a stream of blood.  For a moment, he considers the replacement cost, the dental bills, the facial reconstruction surgery.  He'd have to work more, take on more hours to pay for it.  I leap out of the trunk and beat his skull into the ground.  In this time, the driver has had time to decide what to do.  Rather than getting out and getting his hands dirty, Lucciano the Fish shifts into reverse.  Burnt rubber, screeching tires.  The back of the sedan knocks the wind out of me, but throws me far enough away so I have time to get up, dust myself off and look up to see him barreling down at me.  I raise the tire iron in a shaky hand.

Iron-on Fire eyes
Fire up old Ironsides
bump goes a mouse moving boxes to a new mouse hole, sugarplums and plaster drip through a water filter, rudolph and rainbows and cancer and blitzkrieg clatters hooves across Poland, subdividing subcontinents like contentious condiments.  Wandering wondering blundering ponderer, I saunter over tired on a Friday night with an empty mug for the neighbour's sugar.  Brown black tar sticks to the roof of my mouth
Grinning drool drips drop out the gap where my lips droop.  I hook hoola hoops together and call it the olympics.  I felt hands grasping at my junk and I said ok, shrink wrap it in Impish


I jumpstart grumpy upstart
yinyang hilltoppled down
Like answering a jaguar
Hypocondrious
I fell ents by the edge of my blade
Sell cents to dollar bills unpaid
Glue grins to tough customers
Blustery day blows all my rules away
I feel crispy like a cheeseburger frying away on the griddle, cheese melting down around the sides.  It bubbles my awestruck breath out
Inside costumes lie actors
Inside actions lie customs
Inside hackneyed sayings there is a grain of truth
a nugget so pure it'll crash the Osarks
upswing like the bow of the cutty sark
Umpteen gravediggers asking after you
Have you heard the jazz band?
It said it wanted blood.

You’ve got a Kantian Auntie and you think you know shit.
With our Dante and Lancanian hypnosis
I roast it every day
Spitting fire halitosis,
I quote physicists' logistics on gnosis

Name of the Snap
Smack ya face with a CLAP
Aptitude
Attitude of Beatitude
Trying to keep up but I'll just leave you wheezing
Cunning of Reason
Yo, I'm Talkin’ bout Hegel
Toasty like a Bagel
With the butter you can bet
Nous round ya neck.
Yeah, I’m speaking of the poppy seeds
And I want all my crazy bitches to drop to your knees
Phylogenies please my Bs so I can cheese these with ease
Don’t get disgusted when I bust it on ya fizz-ah-face
Don’t get flustered I’m a hustler and I’ll leave you to commiserate

A tingling troubadour of truth
Rehearses in my belly
I hear the roar of Zeus
Harkening to tell me
Hop off the top of waterfalls
Find out I’m water soluble
Ravishing Harry Faversham
Fathoming them having ‘em
Javelins
Baffling Africans
Four Feathers to be delivering
Send you shivering
Indian giver with a quiver full of withering


I lease snowshoes from the Afterlife Man
Grinning Goblins
Talking Telephonic
Calamity Taxicab screeching like a
Bell of the knife man
Scrambles eggs of ostriches
Gnostic detoxicant ossifying antecedent.
Oxidizing
Mocks with eyes slanted caustic glare at an accident
I jack it into the database for an update on my diffidence
MY BRAIN IS a
Sagacious Grapefruit cut in half with munificence.
I tan oxide
Pay up in counterfeit
Centre of gravity
Broadcast subliminally
A handful of currants as far as you could see
Into the rushing current, we’ve
Polluted precious currency.
They asked for it, so I comply (slave moralist, I):
Marked it even
Dart of Reason
Toppled Markets
Cobble Art into crude bombs, spark it, and re-occupy vacant parks lit
 dark with
Archetypes and architecture
Start a lecture on cultural narcolepsy
Starts with Pepsi
Goes onto indict the likes of Elvis Presley
Sleep restlessly
Divest text of context to correct vexations left by perspectives you haven’t checked
 So check yourself before I wreck.
I like Tex Mex the best next to Sushi that’s slushy to my fantasy Sunday.
I expect next Monday it’ll be a sunny time of wine and cheesing
Except the next Monday will be the cunning of reason
Epicycles run in overlapping orbits
I scored the plan from God
But decided to horde it
Now: a crytogram
In case you haven’t had a look at Man
                    
 
8
2

9
9

 6
0
3

 
I found my Lord...
I found my Lord in a five and dime.

Through the cracks in my floor.
I found my Lord
A second time.

Do I believe in Jesus Christ?

Well I got conflicting thoughts about it, so you best ask my...
My second mind.

I found my Lord...
I found my Lord...

The judge said to me, "Well, if it's your first offense..." I said, "No, it's my...
My second crime."
-

Well I felt weird honey
It seemed electric
I had a screaming ghost ripping through

Well I did things girl
I did them for you
And your mouth said nothing
But your eyes said that they want me to

I've had it
Ive had enough of the speed at which you want me to go
I had no ideas Punk
until you stole all I had from the depths of my soul up to my toes

I undid things sugar
and did them back up
Back up again right away before anyone could know


Well it seems
It seems
To me
Untold stories they have to be
until a future time when they will
all be slowed

Well, goodbye baby
Goodbye baby
Got to go

Goodbye baby
Goodbye baby
Got to go

Well I never knew I'd have to leave you this far off the beaten track woman
But if I beat you once honey
You know I'll beat you ten more times for sure.


A troglodyte in old armour
Moves to raise his visor
But dust retards the motion of his arm
Dust flees far the sockets of his garm'.
God damn gendarme
Weakly mumbling something about an oil can
Creaky lumbering oxidizes dormant slumbering
Talks in slices of the greatest thing since hungering
Walks sideways like a crustacean.
 


Do you know where your children are?

Scattershot to the corners of the world.

How can a globe have corners?

Dead little men want to grow up coroners,
Dredge the bottom of  gorges looking for oranges
Explode mortar, squinting from the dust,
Cataracts blink back and forth between scorning and ordering us.



416-5377119
41-66-555-391
evan


Hyperion durge
Bleary off herbs
My criterion of worth


fryman fireman fisherman washer woman
high handed justicar as natasha walks up to him
I grip I grovel I hover in my hovel
I right handed warble as I wobble
duck as I dive as I fly as I shovel
earth from the ground for the grave of my gran
 I have what I had and I plan when I can.


I dunno, maybe a push would set off enlightenment
Maybe a gushing out of excitement to put an end to the dull edge drudgery
Cull the herd skullduggery
Shrug it off and sue the military for invading your home country
Legalistic mumbo jumbo falls on disbelieving ears
I heard it all before, contractual magic holds no power anymore
But I harken back to old times, hanker for the days
I go blank
Drain of blood
Go inside myself
Curl up into a ball trying to remember the womb
But you cant even remember the sound of your own mothers voice
The past went south a long time ago
The present divests itself of itself and puts on a review
Get up
Wake him up
Get up lazy bones, you drunk old sod.
Soggy piece of soil.  Soiled wreck of a used-to-be actor
Dust him off and put the costume on him.  He'll sober up by curtain call.
Yanked out from under him, just as the house lights go up.
Lines mumbled, breath reeking of gasoline and shoe polish.
Hacking up soliloquies,
Crunching pain pills
Slurring profanity he rolls off the stage into a stagecoach.
CRACK
The horses trundle off
trampling mud

Walk off the bell tower
Talking of hell fire
Thinking only
Thinking only
Thinking only of the sidewalk.

I find chalk in a pocket
Scribble hop scotch upon in
and thank the Lord.

I thank the Lord.

1
2
3
Wave back to the devil when he waves at me
Hop over the 4.

Hop over the 4
Hop over the 4.

IN the penal colony a venal quality spills forth worse than theme or quantity.  Ontologically grim potato gun grin.  I smile forth broken teeth.  Heart burn reflex makes me grab at my throat heart burn reflux makes me stab a goat to death with an icicle. 


Metamorphosis
Endorphins kick in as conflicting sources lisp
A horse's purpose is
what porpoise blurts it is
A torpid tortoise squirts it is
Ghengis
Horrendeous
I bend this
Stupendous
Rear end his
Winnebago
Fear tenses
the scapegoat
Flow eases
Poesis
First Isis
Then Jesus
Next
I deck
whatever might please us
Curing
diseases
Procuring
releases
Blurring the line between antithesis and thesis.
A careless God I slaughter people with Vimmy Ridge-ery
A fearless pawn I gotta appropriate Biblical imagery.

Death's plans are resolved
By the best man involved
Who questions them all
The Left hand of God
Efficient cause of odd
Cognizant Mazel Tov to Thoth
Dracula's boss
Immaculate Thoughts
Attracted to light like a Moth
Flutters his Ibis Wings
that bring to the mind times gone by like hearing S'Bessarion stings
Vampires and me
Fan fires to sea
to try us for deeds
Papyrus and reed
to take notes and read back
Ear piercing feedback
Hot water
No teabags
Exhaling plumes of smoke
Rooms expand and stomachs revoke
contents formerly contained
Orderly looking for an order for his brain
Blow hard scribe in OR scrubs
So far I'm in Godard love
The Heart of Ra in corduroy
Barters all my toys away
Batskin boots and furs
Asking roots of words
Starts em off with poisoning





A toy
A toll
A bell
A boy
A car
A crash
The hand of God withdrawn

Primordial ocean boils and bubbles away
toils and troubles away
Salt water churns
over rising land
Hurrying upwards, breaking the air
Isosceles faces
Muddy eyes
A goodly earth
A newborn earth
Newforged newfangled newspeak earth
Forged in the fires of so and forth.

Collection of stuffed birds looms ominously forwards in the frame, taking up much of the room in shadow.
I had a ten point lead in a contentious game of Scrabble.
I help up rabble,
A Bourgeois adding and subtracting from the sum of totals.
We quote a vocal Teetotal in the hope it'll
Cast aspersion on
What my gaze points unbroken on.

Rigidity

Preached by a bluesman named Rev Alfred Pitts
out of Grafton Studio burning like a brushfire in the night.
Tuck up the blankets night
Feet by the heater night
Thinking of the summer all night
How much do you want to?
The Black Ark doused in gasoline
Insurance money collected
as the last life is extinguished from earth.
God speaks to Moses

"Thou art my son.
Take my advice.
Take this gun.

"A bullet has been inscribed with thy name.
  
"Moses, sweet Moses
Thou art my child.

"Thy shaking hands holdeth both God and beast in exile."

Descendants of the kidscad, tied to the underside of sheep
The throat is slit
The blood spurts hot

That's it.






We forget what the other options are
....





I woke up this morning: vocal chord scream
Chinese food lampshade singing matador dreams.
I got angler itchy fingers
I'm a gangly grip cowboy
I get angry when it's early
at my talents unemployed.
I flew south to battle cancer
But they ripped up my boarding pass
They kicked me out at cruising altitude
into the wicked distant past






LOOKs to me to be that people are
The itch round where your face is scarred.



I fell over
Fell off
Gripped the edge
Lied rough

I tripped over
Lost my balance
Knocked my head against a black out
Woke up in the future screaming tough luck

Drop out of Time/Space
into a mind waste
Turning crime rates
to sin waves
Go on blind dates
little hope but then it dilates
end up at home to rewind tapes
Mouth tastes like wine grapes
I'm dazed
but then I find place


6 credits
40 hours
Knot in the gut
Required criteria are the holes in Saran wrap
stretched taught over the flytrap
that try to convince you there are no
Dregs of a beer, cigarette butts

I should have recorded that
I'm horrible at rap
Cocaine heart
Wu Tang Soul
I question my place
in unintelligible lingo

Inner to the outer yo
Outer to the inner
Thought I was a sinner but found out that I'm in a
Found out as the hammer sounded out...
World's just a spinner: talkin' cyclical
Talkin' Dionysus shit, that be mythical
Drop that JC shit that's played out Ithycal
YO talkin' bout the JESUS Fish
Motherfucker tryna front like he know metaphysiczsz
At the Dead Sea I'm gonna start a desalination
Bringing about a moral revaluation


It's oddly urgent
the grit left by detergent
has you playing nicely
hoodwink nice guys into snugglies
wasted gravy
little old lady pointing her scolding finger at you
Holding at bay all that you fear
I grip eagle eyed pride like a cool beer
sweat dripping pigment off sideways
I filter eyesight even in the bright light of day
No you dont know
No you've got no reckoning
I've got rainbow-fish eyeliner and a whole suitcase of endangered specimens
HANDS TO GOD   
Palms up to the big man for a hand out
I searched palm tree potted plants and manholes
I heartily recommend
what I spelled out only too quickly
Refrigerator magnets
give murderers solutions to their very own mysteries

Hoes
Hoes
Hoes

Hoes
Hoes
Hoes

Hoes
Hoes
Hoes

Yo they don't

Knows
Knows
Knows

Knows
Knows
Knows

Knows
Knows
Knows

The lengths I

Goes
Goes
Goes

Goes
Goes
Goes

Goes
Goes
Goes

To get the

Blows
Blows
Blows

Blows
Blows
Blows

Blows
Blows
Blows

For their

Nose
Nose
Nose

Nose
Nose
Nose

Nose
Nose
Nose

No they don't

Knows
Knows
Knows

Knows
Knows
Knows

Knows
Knows
Knows


Repeat ad infinitum



I'm cursed with Vampirism, YO
Damper schisms like they don't know
Grant me vision makes the Gs go,
Where's the wolf?
I be there in a minute like a sidestepping Werewolf
To scare folks
Say hey and Dominate stare folks
Fill your head with your children's dead ghosts
Lightning crack strikes and the ground is broke
The tombstones are shaking
Earth quaking
Zombie hands grasping at the earth, scrapping
with their jagged nails and milky fingers
I'm going back with a chorus of Banshee back up singers
To storm the gates of hell and
Release the Psychopaths and felons
Murders and well-intended onto the streets.
Bed time story so gory that you'll wet the sheets.

Monsters vs. Pirates

YO. 
I sailed seven seas and found gold
Now I'm a rich man sea captain with slaves in the hold
I'm the black-beard swashbuckler
who acts weird and talks tougher
I fluster your sense of decency
Steal pieces of eight and flee to the eastern seas.
I'm like an Orius (minute Pirate bug)
The Goriest
Glorious
with Uproarious 
Oratorios
That floors those
who foray to
know just what the story is
Amore is what you want it to be
And to me it's between a man and the sea.
So I followed the dotted line all across the globe
Scrunched up maps that I didn't like
Wearing black stomping boots and Oriental robes
Fought sharks to the death in a bare chest knife fight

Plotted course through jagged reefs in moonless night

Then walk the plank for running around on ice.





Catatonic RATaTAT
Supersonic welcome mat
Pick it up and find a key
Self destruct on contact

Grinning answers back at cha
Pez dispenser sellin' rapture
Take two every six hours.
Phenograph dilates to the widest aperture.



you turn it on
ask me why you don't belong
Ask me where you'll find a place
Not to worry
Because it doesn't exist means you'll have to create
I watch your lips move from across the room
But in the racket the sound doesn't travel this far
Sort of like a whispered word or a bass guitar
I tried calling
I felt stalling
spilled scalding
and slipped and cracked my head on the puddle on the floor


We are fraught with definitions. 
Caught UP IN expositions. 
Big fat heart but your mind's off the mission.
Sixteen feet you fall. 
Just to pick yourself back up. 
Sixteen foot walls of dirt.  
Keep me stuck in my rut.

My memory: only, only, only…
I died when I tried that the last time
Gonna make Gonna make
Gonna make Gonna make
Gonna make it mine
Since I’ve explained it to ya
While gripping grins
Straight from Mesopotamia
Slipping Just slipping Just slipping right in.
I got hang ups by the hatrack
Comically kind
I only just found
Beneath my boot Beneath the loose floor board There lies a noose and A CREAKIN' SOUND. 
Ten tonnes to walk
Ice pick axe to grind
Ten dollar bill in my pocket
BUYS A Tasty Cake with Jelly inside



make sense of the words
 as I blurt
them out onto the page
finger hurts
I have a yahoo grin on my face like a sleepy salesman from nantucket
I wish I was yippie kiyo kiyeah motherfucker
I'll see you in hell gripping two enflatable pool toys 
Dripping wet onto the floor,
slip,
 the tray goes flying upsetting carefully balanced alloys

Spaghetti is everywhere@yahoo.com



Contrary to my beliefs
80  Snaptron
155 Mary
65 Marty
0 Dave

Calculating longitude by fluorescent light buzz
Settled quiescent on the streetcar seat because
I'm going to a friends house to watch movies and chill
Wrapped up in a book to pass the time capsule.
I hashed out theorems in the margins but left them half finished
Mathematicians finally solved one so cheers with Glenfiddich.
That aint no stitch in my side it's a sharpened hitching post
Talk shop to Doc Oc with my eye on the clock like Elwy Yohst. 


My only memory never happened
I fell off half way up, now I cant stop grappling
with a Hand grenade
Hot potato
 Serenade
Ten or more dead and in their graves
Semaphore red and indigo brocade
Trapped in active cognitive mapping
put my foot down and it caused some wicked backspin.
Realistic Pantheistic
Hands out grams to friends and misfits.
Is the doctor
Talks in octaves
Walks in stops it
Professor Tesla on a quest to test the limits of pop hits
Talk you full of apocryphal teaching
Speak to wolfmen, kitty cats, ghosts and whole host of demons.
Sheds snake skin like the changing of the seasons
Stick to this
the Invictus
Off the Richter Scale
PhD in
PCP sales
 Emeritus
Scaring us
Making us wail
Head in the sand
I thought he buried his tail
You say vast chemical differences
Some say a gulf is only as big as its instances
Tonic Water rollypolly to roll along sideways
Dominate 3 Irony Blob shot out by a manta ray

Toxic Garter snake scolds with caustic starting place
Upstart gravedigger going blind of heart ache
Same old cave man waving his brain span
with a Helter skelter shelter to escape the snowflakes
Hammered just hammered while I'm hammering away
Blotto off the bottle with a stammering gait
Cancerous awake but I keep getting sleepier
Cantankerous demeanor is my only mistake





Hinterland questionnaire concerning patriotism
Handed out underhanded millionaire’s wrecked up schism
I Hamlet out soliloquies
Slam it out of Philistines
11th dimension tears the rainbow open in my prism


flip and flops
on a muskoka dock
Beedy eye spinning
Pleading by stinging
ears ringing
din bringing doubt
him swinging hymnal bringing
twins that hinge on
sin winning out
another man steps off a dizzy spin cycle
rinse suds from brains send prayers to St Michael
I hasten to chasten my actions and deeds
Seeming capricious, even suspicious of me
I hesitate
Levitate from a certain angle
subjective perspective
leaves out negative hang ups
I feel blessed
while nevertheless
Forgot a pen and failed the test

Where is the talent?

Hackneyed, emotional, fairly typical tripe.  I light the stove, preheat the cast iron skillet.  Add butter.  Add the sage that died.  Grab a bowl.  Get the eggs from the fridge, crack them into the bowl, put the eggs back, grab the milk, add a bit of milk, put the milk away.  Mix the eggs with a fork.  Add them to the pan.  With wooden spoon, stir very rarely, allowing curds to form. 

I had a hand grasping mine but I hastened to let go.
Hold on tight darling, we're in for some chop. I feel carbon fiber weave pulling apart under the pressure.  Unknitting itself.  I feel hassled.  I feel harsh.  I feel wicked.  I've felt better.  Never worse.  The cephalopod changes pattern.  Rearranging colour emitting cells.  Rearranging the mottled stone of its coat to flamenco red.  It takes on the texture of coral, moving amongst towering spires, skeletons of previous generations hierarchically brilliant. The octopus takes on all these colours as he swims past, moving towards a fallen idol.

I hymn to myself.  Greensleeves.\

Mild salsa causes disappointment like you wouldn't believe
WIld alfalfa, wild like...fuckin'...Wild Man Steve.

ugggh.  I'm angry jiving.  High wire diving.  Swaying from side to side from highness, I feel a wicked sliced tomato with no salt or sensibility. Green eyed fried.  Canned, imported from Amelia Romagna, overlooking the Po.  Drinking olive oil and eating breadcrumbs.  I rub the salt that's not in the bread into your wounds for making bread without salt you BASTARD!
 
There is no reason.  There is no rhyme.  Doctor, call the Doctor, he aint kidding this time.  Swelling trembles my nerves upside down.  I like to bask on warmed rocks, but the sunshine is not always around.

Stupid clouds. 




It pulls its cape around itself and it hisses.
We back away
Automatically
Mechanized reaction
Free Will stops happening
Darkened Window Glows

Plane banks, city swings into view
Homemade constellation
I bet the destination will be glowing for ya
I got my amputation and a black begonia\
I flee
Fie
Foe
Fum
I smell cowardice
Towering over us
Flowering powerlessness
Jamaican rum


i bet my defamation wil be gloaming for you
I got anticipation and pre-sliced bologna



Bicameral man of the world
I'm cramming all my tin cans like a squirrel.
Stored up for bored days
Scored some for more Js

I walk into the place
Smile on my face
With an answer to the questions that you can't quite formulate

Reason mocks my vocal chords
and heathens talk of paramours.
Seasons stop
as freezing walks away along the corridor.

A man with a stethoscope tells me to rest
Screaming Icarus rose-water and Sweet-Black Licorice Breath
Synesthesia
makes me uneasier
as I Hanker for enlightenment
I blink out chalk dust from my eyelids
scratch up floorboards looking for gold
Drink deeply from the well of truth
Find out the Kool-Aid was poisoned
I grin and whisper
Sin and sinister
Ten to ten to ten
are the proportions for anointing
theurgic resurgence
as I wow with maladroit timing

Squinting into the sun, trying to
Understand seismic activity.
Scratching your ass, screaming
Looks to be about an hour, with Godly brevity.
 
Texaco manor house on the hill.
Spooky music, lightning flashes. 
Noun and predicate fuse into a series of instances.
 Drunken yahoo riding shotgun with his mind on television plotlines grimaces. 
I stomach saltwater grog, hymning to myself. 
Float in the ocean tied to a steamer trunk.
A half remembered breath of a memory bubbles out.  Water pours in. 
I seem to know, but my remedy is misconstrued. 
A hiss ensues.  Snake rears in anger. 
Spitting cobra venom, like a phlgematic chem addict. 
Dropped out of mindspace into a time waste.
 Comatose till he blows his nose.
I flew over land filled up with swamp.
I grew out of the land a whole lot of crops. 
I took from my land when I harvested its plenty. 
Killed a plant, snipped the stem. 
Gripped my mind with a half remembered when. 
I blurted in a bytheway* try to stay away from t(her)n.

Eternal recurrence of the same

Eternal recurrence of the same   

Eternal recurrence of the same

Eternal recurrence of the same

Eternal recurrence of the same

Eternal recurrence of the same

Eternal recurrence of the same

Eternal recurrence of the same

Eternal recurrence of the same

Eternal recurrence of the same

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Eternal recurrence of the same

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Eternal recurrence of the same

Eternal recurrence of the same


AAHH NO
NOT THAT
MY JAW UNSLACKED
MY VISION BLACKED
I THOUGHT I HAD iT
BUT WHAT I HAD WAS JUST ILLUSION
I WISH I HAD
SOMETHING MORE I COULD BE CHOOSING

It came from outer space
16 legs
Mis-seen heads
Pistons. treads
and a canine face
Didactic
Deductive
Destructive
Pedantic
Synthetic
Fantastic
Dynastic
Strikes a matchstick
Then ass-kicks
I Fight with backflips
cause the Fact is a
a Trade embargo threatens antarctica
Grab a parka for the weather outside
Ive had just about enough of better with time
replayed in stolen rhymes
Unfolding infinite mind
Backwards
Geometrically necessitated
Three protectors, we confess our hatred
We are technically next to make it
The inspector freezes tessellations
I Got a PhD
I Free based PCP
Saw that he spaced these vertices at equal distances
Weak willed fecal instances
Sequel so good it causes me to speak till she winces
Stints in Les Mis.
Hints at the way it is
Glints off like sunrays that hit Hyundai powered winches.
Triangle says yield.
Step forward on borrowed words to wield
samurai swords Bright ideas
Tan your mind
Excite ecstatic seers
Blurts!
Fan inside torques
Handling china sporks
Gambling all I have on what I know about Sports

I panicked while writing, dropped the ball and grabbed a kite string.

Talk a lot of factoids
I dropped over off the edge of the world map
Cubist reconstruction balled up and hurled back
Practice wet drapery technique on silken robes
I unfurl wraps and build model lego homes

I lent thee
Silver Bullets
Revolver
26 Fluid Ounces of Solvent to Dissolve Her

i keep it alright
somehow shipwright
dark age gleaming in a dark night
Reflexive refractive
reflective of my praxis
I filter the air with Karmatic carbon fiber ashes
Hadron collider smashes
Dashes to pieces scientific thesis
Using exegesis to wrap you round the flag pole at recess
Angelic Relic imbued with psychedelic telekinesis
Holy Father and the Son my Jesus
Please don't deceive us
Freeze us with a ray that's cryogenic
then ask Can I say that like Rob Rennick
At the end of time bend the mind of God with a question
VR or RL?
See you in our hell
Accept what's next as written in texts
Except: How bout instead of that
Hack binary theory with trinary rap

indian giver
cedar wood splinter
cannibalize backwater Appalachians
paper cut outs made outta foreign nation
oh no!
i understand!!


hacking up dust
I make my way across the river's bed
scubatank exhaust bubbling up towards the surface
Erasmus' Plasma-torch
Blue light foolishly Seeking harmony in unity
and a comfortable relaxing bed, hot chocolate, log cabin
perhaps a chalet in the Swiss Alps
Nice and Neutral
I drank from springs that made me youthful
Drink till drunk but still not useful
I rode so rueful
four suits to Geneva
on a straight flush railroad streetsweeper
Boxcar hopper Card swapper
Shark in the water with a drop of Christian people
Isolated
Solarized
Canonized
Decimated
Scream for breath
in appreciation of your mind so well instated
You holler back half remembered claptrap
for a while back after that I felt wack
Poor Esau the best out of all my older brothers
Left southbound for another twisted half thrown over cover
I yammer on in Eastern European
Stammer over words that look Serbo-Croatian
Talk glib
Stack rib bones by the door
Inside I trip sit
Outside slim and fit
I am the undertow beneath an ominously creaking floor.




 Compensate for lost time
I consulate my mind
Try to find
Retrograde factions that reside inside
I took protoplasma
Melted Photovoltaic diaspora
Miasma spells disaster so
I flew to Paris for some plaster for...
Rat tat tat with teeth that're chatt erin
dot dot dash with a ham handed HAM fist
that spelled out
VE after LO
I held out
for a shell out
Infidel trips over
ifs like cliffs from dover
and after that he fell out
Smell doubts with a sniff from my schnoz
Who knows of all?
lose opposable thumbs,
 scratch with claws on paws
call a moratorium on dumb
Lump em in together
like a sum
Ummm.....
swig rum
Crum bum tumbles into the sun,
the bumbling one spouting dumb shit
Stomachs
plummet
leave you flummoxed
why of course?
'cause it's run its
start weather left back at whenever
I flew to retrieve these debtors, rhetors, upsetters
I went back to take back letters
Came out comatose
Rain bouts slow my flows
Same doubts show my road
but I walk it
eating chocolate
feeling deadly
at the ready
with some fly herbs in my pocket



Create a cone
Lying prone in its own zone
Moan
as I roam
from home to home in search of phones
Dynastic crap
I had a backflip to watch a cat
Took some sup
Yahoo blotch
I wish I flicked a flick from glop
6 fingered hand

Dearly beloved
I wearily re-shove it back into the toaster for another go around
I flow around objects like a river
Giver and unliver
I destroyed minds with the arrows in my quiver
Spent ducktape dollar bills on floor plans, hassled the nightstaff for back entrances
I fled south across the moors
Across the fens from pretentiousness
Across the cold British heath gloom I faltered
Halted then started backwards
Harkened to a sound from the depths of my memory
Spent ten quick seconds with a hand next to felony
Relished with intent but then I musta(rd) caught up to myself.
Doubled back to find a shadier patch
Ate my words for lunch with a dollop of healthy and a backslash of unnecessary technology.
Left the nest to practice ornothology
Pulled up my socks
crossed my laces
Filled up on Naan Bread
and took a dip in a green-warm sun-dappled stream, hidden beneath the high canopy of jungle and said...

I gotta break my head open, but I cant lift the brick
Get out the good stuff
Wrought a lot of besotted old gifiltifish
I wish I had, when I hadn’t,
wish I hadn’t what I had,
I wish I hadn’t had the wish which I wish hadn’t had.  
 My beetle eyed mind
gets captivated by
little twinkling lights,
flashaflash sparkledark, shine in and out,
whipped to froth they float upwards on a benevolent updraft. 
So and so says so much in half
as many words as it’d take another to. 
I got a brother who
 talks with careful annotations, speaking flawless grammatical structure, survey leaves nothing unturned. 
And my response is...


Jingle to the Jangle
Snip Snappy Fangazz
Diabolical genius putting the world back in danger
Conspicuously ridiculous  with my vernacular
Murder unheard of since the heyday of Attica.
Vorporal Mic opens portals like Battlestar Galactica
Mentally re-adjusted, you're flustered
With rapture I rupture your socio-economic structures
Got my deputies, putting the world in jeopardy
Shift tectonic plates
Bring an end to Sectarian conflict with this tonic for your aches
Hierarchical architect
Expire sparks at will like Sartre with text
Existential kitty cat
Exorcizin' shitty raps
so with nine lives I internalize
spouting witty repartee, sipping fine wines




Rastify
Before I mention why
Semper Fi
Dionysian reason
Tryna Testafy
I be the representin' titan
with the mic in hand I'm fightin
I got the iteration of the insemination
S.E.X. PL.A.Y.
I'm talking bout laying the seeds of my future nation
I'm talking bout amazing disease
I'm talking bout blazing the trees
and chasing the Bs to Asia


hot and cold
goosebumps and sweat
wrapped up tight in many layers of protection
Ten feet ago, I fell past amazing
Sticking my ground, with no steps to be retracing
Free fall speeding ball
Courage, I must struggle to maintain, till the splattering I'm facing.


GOD I MISS HOME.
A-Go-T-Church
A-Go-T-Church
C'mon man, skip out on Rob's class last period and come to Church, Ian gave me money for a half-ounce, we can teef some leaf.  Briefly considered, only for formalities.  I consent, arrange the plan.  I'll wait around the lounge after 3rd period, maybe play Goldfinger on the piano, Teeger will hear me from outside the room, come in singing.  "He's the man!   The man with the Midas TOUCH."  We catch Hussein walking into the lounge a second later, grab Dave   , having a smoke outside, and get going.  We walk down the street, cut through the parking lot, under the over pass and wave to Ingletoke as we head through the alleyway to Queen street.  We grab water from the coffee shop on the corner while waiting for the streetcar, then I beg my way on with Jake, making up some story involving funerals, out-of-town parents and simple forgetfulness.  Success, as always.  A brief flash of guilt for cheating the system, I shake my head and it goes away.  How do you do it?  Hussein talks some crazy Taoist funky clarity on the way, I dutifully listen.  BROOKLYN AVE!  I feel as if I have things in control, Church is a horrible place, opposed to the order and rationally ordained goodness of my life.  How wonderful it must have been!  Or how silly I must have been.  Either way I am envious.  DING!  We get off, and head inside the mock storefront, past the hemp products and alien-encounter non-fiction real true stories through the electronic door and upstairs.  We occupy the couches, getting more and more comfortable over time.  At first, I barely make a sound, defaulting to Hussein or James, by the end, Teeger and I are playing Rummy 500 with Henri, sprawled out on the chairs, yelling around, borrowing papers and grinders, like the inept but extremely wealthy owners of a business. 


Dave and I walk through the ravine, in the height of the glory of our youth.  St. Clair lies overhead, rich houses around, two kids on a Sunday afternoon, walking through the vegetation, growing in the cracks of the city.

Evan and I walk down a hobo-trail in the middle of Don Valley, one side of some train tracks.  Do the rails look worn?  Will a train come and run us over?  My shoes are muddy.  We get lost in a swamp, mud clogs my socks, ants bite my ankles, fire, water, mud.  We make for the only way out, forge our own disgusting path through the bog.


Dave, Nik and I smoke a bowl in Winston Churchill Park, my weed got lost--or stolen.  Stash box magic box performed a real magic trick--rearranged my entire life.  After this I am led to Inglenook, music, parties (REAL parties), the life I have left behind in Toronto.

Summer time snowball fight, outside of the hockey rink at Eglington and Younge.  Right under the nose of the cops.  Teenage bliss, ignorant and beautiful.  God I miss you.  Joint 'ravolta really lost it after it Saturday Night Fever.  Maybe he'll make a comeback.  Warme, Alain,  , Dave, Brain, Karen.  We began in a playhouse, smoking in the middle school that we used to climb on top of, by Jaime and Joe's houses.  We met Dave in the Subway, so bright and hot.  Artificial Gross, we had to get out, onto the sidewalk.  Lying on a hill, on the grass, smoking grass, when weekends really mattered.  We walk through the city, its kings.  No one knows it as we do, no one is in the parks late at night as often as late with as much love.  We skip down night sidewalks, downhill towards Carlo's, trying to order pizza to a park.  We settle on walking to Carlo's, ordering a whole feast, rolling up joints and chowing down, passing 'round the joints, not caring that they got covered in grease and pizza juice.  A gradual wind down leads to crashing, curled up on the couch.  We wake up and have bluegreen pancakes with icecream for breakfast.  That day, I go to Alex's for the first time. 

Drunken swimming is never a good idea.  On the other hand, it is usually fun.  I struggle through ice cold water towards the raft, floating so far away.  I fight through the water, not at all comfortable with my supposed natural buoyancy.  Looking up, water in my hair, eyes, nose, I'm almost no further towards it.  Still, I push onwards.  Ten more strokes, now ten more.  Only five feet away I lose the ability to move my arms, they tense up, and I call out.  I wish it were a careless summer, rather than one fallen from grace.  Joe's old house.  Merle keeps me from drowning.  Smiling eyes, remind me of Georgia Ainsworth.  White dimpled cotton fabric, soaked.  Far gone.  Now, in reality, the hairy water-dog moves towards me, keeping me upright in the water as I reach out towards the raft.  Then again, it's never a party until John Spence gets wet.  I clasp onto the outside and pull myself on top.  Instantly, my muscles tense up in the cold air.  Pain shoots through my body.  PANT PANT PANT  I lower myself back into the water, feeling as warm as a bathtub, setting my eyes on  the shore, the campfire a distant column of smoke.


Teeger and I shudder through the cold.   Bus stop is welcomed, but the time passes slowly.   3am 4am  Who knows?  Father winter has covered the streetcar tracks with ice.  We walk down Beaches Queen street, high out of our minds on beautiful, exotic, cultivated herbs, ground and manipulated into hash, vapourized at a particularly selected temperature just under one which would convert it to carbon.  I am but a poor befuddled crab, moving sideways along the beach, when the New Wave crashes ashore, sending me flying and skidding through the sand.  French movies fill my relationship-sick head with warm prostor and this fucked up world makes sense as a crab.  Too much sense.  I struggle to recapture that feeling.

Night time, Toronto lit up like it was Xmas.  Rain dripping off my face, soaked to the bone, I watch a thunderstorm over the city.  Broadview indeed. 



I cauterize the angioplasty
dastardly dyslexia baffles the natives
 formerly of san diego
I flip the switch and start counting backwards
tacitly I've been out of it for years,
down play the important detracting factors
but there're hints around the edges. 
Cracks around the centre,
hairline and Catiline.
 Dataline entry is rejected: INVALID.
 I sing ballads and make salads, not seeking to be Caesar.
 I feel the ease breeze through my knees and these days it feels easier. 
 but Stomach feels queasier.  Than a feasibly lazy philosopher. 
Denied all entry but how can you blame her?
 I understand you've found sound nouns now but I must try to pronounce, though from my experience my enacted words go south.
 I flipped out too quickly, run away far too often, painting situations black when really they were inviolent bluegreen and light orange ruby red with inhuman fanged mouth screaming caution.

Slowly the women I reject become more attractive and the women I desire become repulsive. 

Over time switch to a new position, Tin foil hubcaps, imputdataentrycelluardingdongringringring remap contents formerly hidden, futuristic context beats nothing else though I wish we could do it in a more conducive environment, try a home.

Constructed from nothing out of chaos, sectioned off and ordered.  Words used to denote a solid place, crafted vision of my own mistakes...Dot dot dot Utopia.  I feel hope in you.  Tear up the constitution and create a new one.   A grin to bear it, I swear and scare terrorists with my plans of revolution. 

Rusty and decomposing quickly, mixing with the water, the colour of oxidized iron.  Red as my underbelly, I dwell in the undercity behind the sewer grates, underneath all the long dead greats buried where the worms and other bugs'll feast till the hour is late.  I suppose I know now, which decimal is counting down, I suppose I know which side I am of\n half sardonic ground, I grin with juxtaposition and sip my gin and grumble thinking mumbling is a sign that I'm hiding something I suppose an early mourning is the cause of my yawn, lacksidasical and off the cuff I bluff with a frown

 Astral dawning, early mourning,
fry an egg by the sun on the over hanging awning
Munch up, crunch up with teeth and digest
Duodenum and and spleen and the seat of largesse
Now admitting that my shitting's spawning deciduous forest growth
causing war, hideous in both form and scope


I'm Tired of it
What?
Everything, nothing.  Never being in one place.

I seek stability. A centre. 
I take calm deep breaths.
I want comfortable furniture.
I need warm, dry clothing.
I'm looking for anything to be proud of.
I lack ways to express myself properly.
I cant stick to anything.
I misrepresent myself and sound whiny, but really, I'm just trying to get to sleep.
Mittens are for kittens what I am to my blankets. 
IN WANT OF
put out an ad.
Apply for a job.
I need to take the I out of my writing and put it back into my life.

Next time:

Sentences, and no first person.

Find a new self to start being. EH?

*

KAMAKAZI to SHIP
SPLASH
DUCT TAPE WEAVE
ZIP
INTERESTED IN CHEESE
(witty anecdote)


uncredited editor called discretion,
keeps you quiet. 
feel left out 
I wish I was in the military when I was younger I felt blood trickle down my left shoulder, onto my arm, start dripping off my elbow, I fell over, told her I was sorry.

I said uncle at least once before.  Didnt work.  On my knees with tears, mosquito bites around my collar and cuffs, buzzing in my ears, insectile and bewildered, I fell on gravel, on all fours, animal on the island.  Promised things.  Syntax almost rings.  Been back to Halifax once too many times.  Not to lose hope completely: only one of seven wives.

Fill my head with television, make my mind demand music,
I wish I had a definition for what is obviously hubris
Cannibalistic
Wicked
I'd trick the gods into giving us fire but in the end we'll lose it.



stand up on your own two feet, you sit-down-comic with a frowny-faced observation concerning everyday life.  Every day life is scary.  Order, pattern, routine, I blew through them in a dream with a few blue smashed TV screens.  Comatose ghostbuster, I tie up his feet at tickle with a feather duster.  I bring blues from Baltimore, sing slues of songs, fling flakes of fake, fuck, fight and follow along.  I opted out, Started hopping around, Felt the fear beneath my feet and slipped as soon as I stepped on solid ground.

Cmon now, you can do it
With deep sighs
Inhale nervousness
Exhale purposiveness



I kept poetry beside me
as I walked through the valley
I had fire in my belly
I was looking for my daddy

I just want britiannia, to rule my waves again
I'd like my volatile situation handled with thrift for spend


belly gaze my shell away
belly gaze my shell away
belly gaze my shell away
belly gaze my shell away


And I went to the city and it looked so nice
Yet to me it seemed my dreams had exaggerated lights
I flew on waxen wings over the downtown core
Osiris scattered, broken down, with a sister I'd adore




Broken down token frown to jump start my heart
I rethink these things that art let fall apart.

Tragedy has me as an unimpressed guest
Aeschylus tastes just like what is b est left repressed




i have a lot to offer.

No! really!

Blinga blinga bling
I got blinga big rings
Im the king of big things
that's what's happ-nun

NOT no other king
He was the king of kings
he wore a robe 
he wore a crown
he wore some funky rings
and he did all sorts of crazy things
because he was
the king of Kings

CHA!


Blinga blinga bling
I got blinga big rings
Im the king of big things
that's what's happ-nun

I broke language open with a hammer.
Sucked out the meat at the very centre.
Sorted through bits of shell.


./Isaac Newton?
High Falootin!
The more you try to pull it apart, the more glutin



(Stoop) Try more of your
Primordial Soup
protoplasmic disaster
dipped in chocolate chip batter
I flipped the switch
and started pumping out words faster
mechanistic pessimist
decimate so effortless
Tesselate geometric progressions
and Pop a breath mint
Magically protected secret room
Lost in subsuming gloom till we
assume introspective suggestions
exhume electric lightbulbs from Egyptian tombs
and sell em at prices appropriate for depression

Backwards it makes sense, so start in the middle
 I finished last thursday
so why'd it help me to be a player instead of the fiddle.
 Ive a riddle for you, it starts with a series of questions.
Why the string section?
Why's hesitation always the last thing you mention
I feel slightly silly doing this really.  But you've got to experience it for yourself.
 I tried not to do it but there was nothing left,
something bereft
for friendshipssake I tried but it was too late
I flew there
but I blew it
Quarter to eleven
In the end I said screw it


Deinonychus Jack lived in a small house on the east side of Toronto.  Keeping to himself, largely avoiding his Greek neighbours, he had cultivated for himself a nice sort of life, watering plants for the NdoubleACP


jumping jesus I feel tried
Tired and guilty
Built it into me
HARDWIRED right into my basic programming
Filled my head with holes
To keep out the draft
Take apart your bones
and put 'em back together in a snap
Awful kettle filled my shoes with boiling water
Kafka-level alienation gotta
be SCREAMing ready in Saffron Robes
Weird pronged European-voltage-only eye sockets stuffed with glass globes
Roll on desk chair wheels while reeling from horrible taunts
Lost marbles garble lots of adorable thoughts


Sink sunk sea bed leaves me languid and wishing I had got....
Byes and byes but not bygones
Times and times I did offend
Til the low note sounds: die and live again.


The colour of the gypsy's scarf: Green vale and sunny dale.  Where was he but down in the dell digging up worms?  In the lee of the stone by his grand old father's house.  A storm cell forms, enormous, like tectonic plates colliding together.  Everest buckles upwards.  The Lord in Heaven warn us!   A hot front and a cold one twist into a Gordian knot.  The sheet, gripped in your mother's hands, shaken out, cooled down, flung upwards over you, blotting out the light.  A darkness covers the city.  Mr. Burns blotted out the sun.  Icarus flew so high he found the light switch.  The lights of our celestial parents fade.   So soon we forget.  All we can pray for is morning.  Grey clouds materialize, hugging around the base of the vortex.  Clustering around like eggs around a mother hen.  They are dark, each murky with violent civil war raging inside, only dimly visible.  Lightning and thunder issue forth from the clouds, the flashes, the noise, tremendous on earth, only hint at the conflagration inside.  Lightning crack, just a grease pencil drawn across a few frames of film, cackles forth from a cloud.   Spreading, splitting open, a great cracked egg.  The yellow yolk within catches on a jag and it breaks.  Breakfast is ruined and it begins to rain.  Nature lets out a sigh and so do I.  Relaxation at last.  Calm after the storm.  Zeus sleeps peacefully, all troubles forgotten with his arm around Hera curled into his side.

She said she was Tyese
I thought she was nyese
Addled time travel back to the plyese
-tascene era
Before I had firm terra
There are costs to verritas
Really awfully scary

Never ate shredded wheat
and jumped off the roof of my mouth



Forwards and backwards his name
Anagrammatized
Count backwards from thirteen
Feel fear rolling right over me
Close my eyes
Blow out the candle,
smell the bees wax smoke
imbibe of wine and of fruits partake
blood runs through grooves made in Chiseled slate
Shake shake shake....the devil awake 


Shining in the depths of night
Blinking bright.  Paddington station admits a lumbering locomotive.
Insane motivation, wicked cruel slack jaw.  Tight in my chest, it's hard to breathe, my nails claw at my palms.  I need to run.  But I'm I'mmobilized, as small as possible.  I try to find myself inside myself, but it's hard.  It's retreated far far back, not retreated, tactically withdrawn into the self, a conscience pulled underwater. Jacques Cousteau cant go this kind of deep.


Empedocles steps to his death
Pythagoras believes this is the first step in his soul's metempsychosis
Thales thinks just he'll make a splash and swim to freedom
Anaxagoras knows he'll just be breaking apart
Gorgias convinces you he-is-not
For Parmenides this change is impossible
Zeno thinks he can't even make it off the edge
Fire/Water/Earth/Air mix together to create a horrible burning feeling
Crypt-keeper philosopher feels awful-er now that his skin is peeling.

snatch up a golden fleece
break off a golden bough
Retrace my path to the middle east
Set up shop, talking shop like Cory Doctorow

Three-page triptych, bored ramblings of a teenage dipstick.  Feel fried.  I'm fired.  Been denied of all homeland.  A place to greet or meet or moot.  ---
I need to roam land to find some good Rome land to start putting down roots.  Fingernails grip into dirt.  Romulus somnambulant, builds a sandcastle.  Grain and grit made cylindrical, destroyed with a killing sickle.
Try and hide
cyanide.
sit and bide my time.  On the balls of my feet, on the worndown heels of my shoes.  

blaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh

immobilized with laziness....upstairs, alarm clock turned off.  Set anyway.  I bet you're not going to get up this or even the next day.  Tiff for tatt. Tiff off my hat to you. Knock Knock Knock
Tiffanyone there? 

 “Fuck you.”
“Fuck me?  Fuck you!”
I grin.  Shake my head. 
You aint got the bread.
No collar to my hollering
No dollar with which I should be bothering
Upstart glob with a firmly held belief
Yippie passed out from too much reef’

Wish I would
 F%&*(^*$
Obscured verb denotes a curse word

dough eyed, with chocolate chip centres. 
Enter and indent her.
Indent here.   
    I vent and doubt dents that have been made will fade with time,
     flagrant abuse of me and mine,
    three and thee and we and thine. 
I flick ash from the end of a bend of a when and send blended trends back again to the very bitter end.
Crimean peninsula
 invincible and unglimpsible
 home of dracula.
 Back since attacks in attaca.
 Bring things back to time from eternity,
mediator in effigy,
ABCDEF-in-G. 
LOG
ULowG
Rest in peace,
 police cease to fleece easy pickings.
 Sounds good, but not exactly finger lickin.
 I bring home the bacon and a chicken.
Where are the mashed potatoes?

sardine sandwich breath hits me like a ball-peen hammer
baleen javelin
mainline drip cafe au lait
iv java-line
Citrus sour didnt quite do it
vicious vicus of Vico's vortex
Asked the king?  No I implored Rex!
Please couldja wouldja
I understood and withstoodja
For your own good, Robin hood robbing goods from ya.

flahwitthejaw
hahahahaw
wowawowawow

BROKE Brain breaks and now, broken, sits in saline solution
Potion to restore floor to baseless notions
waste in motion
Taste saltwater ocean
Im descended from the Spanish
I took a lot of time to plant it]
Take it for granted, leave it undead
I resurrect leather left tethered next to a Federal Express
Apotheosis shows us gnosis so we can focus on the next mess
Flexible
text with flow
 contextually contemptible mistake
Entropic Acrostic just a hop skip and a jumping drop kick away

Set the clock by the setting sun
 trip over power
I CREEP to work, shirk the sheik and devour devour devour

Rarely reeling, I'm fairly endearing
 See me later after the party,
I felt hearty nearly gnarly
but not so Not feel-great
kinda slippery like an ear ache

Iiiittttssssyyy bitsy spider went up the water spout
 flouting all authority the arachnid floored me,
 I implored me not to do it.
 QUit while your ahead I said.
  Do not sin my son.  Do not twist your love for god in such a way.
  PSshhh yeah whatever I said in my foolishness. 
Oh my right good bloodsucker.  Feel trembling hands wrap around your neck. 
Creepy good issues forth. 
Questions left un-think thought going think though I thought what you were thinking thought what I think thought not what I thought it was think.

Blue tinged and radio static fixtures
fixes and then remixes itself into a better picture
into our upper atmosphere
into our drinking water
I'm scared for my own //    salvation my brothers and sisters
Jesus is my Shepherd and we are, my brothers and sisters, his SHEEP.

Green tinted glass hides a lightbulb radiating academia through the air.  Let there be light, and it was tinged with snobbery.  I had a green eyed vision of a blue eyed girl, but it wasn't as I had dreamed it when it happened.  Full of absurd humour to my surprise.  Sad soap opera gone on far too long but the dead cant stop laughing.

Blood Rimmed Tide washes up on the shoals beside my bedside table.  What bedside table?  I sold all my furniture for crack like Odin traded in his left eye for knowledge.  Except all I got was rotten eggs in my nose and a headache.  Bed sake credit lake dive in hive in slide in might just be something I might wannnnannananananananwa try it?  I denied it but then I obeyed, with slight delay

"Lordy Lord
Yosemite Sam
Save my soul like
No remedy can"

text gestates
while i
test death states

Generally, generality prevails.
though we
Regret to forget details

Headache sandwich
Bigger than any fish I landed

I went down around the base of the mountain,
fountains of blood,
thousands of us,
just standing around waiting for something to happen.
 A cold court of your own imagination,
I felt death's rattle and I felt like I could sing.
Addled brains had better days.  A Debtor that never pays.  Regretter's aches and pains.


Cackle at my shackles, break em and go bananas.  L



Quickness is subsuming.
 Hasty breaks await mayan ruins
  Trying gloomy Glomming
 two-in-tandem fuming
Greatest Conflatist could use some grooming


pale-faced pilgrim on a pale horse
Paul's painted devil set at high noon,
Relentless chemical demon in a sickly green dress
whose Swan song makes me swoon
Quick trip back for the crap-shooting pallbearers.
At low tide eyes go wide in terror
Diametrically opposed to clerical vestments,
Technically Investments involving invalids in volume in vacuums in vert and ancillars
Recklessly Ride down banisters
Handling burglars like hamburgers
Handling burgers like hamburglars 

Meek trout
Freak out
Freaking doubt infuses roundabout snouts of pigs turned up in a snoot
Thinking less of you by the minute
Lamb of God bobs like an apple and Bob’s natty root
Root for fatty, hoot for sally
I loot looks from loons
I flout flight in ferns
Wrapped in furs, Tapping nerves
Half brain snaps and swerves
Old timey man with a hiccup on his neck
I scold flies by my hand with a flick-stuff reflex
Pick up a text
And reinvent vents to dent the sky
As parents, we’d die
There is a why
Terrorist fruitfly
Averroist looking good in a new tie
Gorgeous Gorgias kisses an Aris-toad-le, turns it into a
 Newt-onian Anaxi-salamander
Printing press
Thinking less of some dumb someone
Blinking tests your willingness to stare directly into the cattle of the sun
Was in it to win but I lost out.
Cute duty to an abominoble one
Indomitable policeman
Vomitable mystique spray on tan
I canonize myself Gnostic prophet preaching doomsday
I randomize triple malt hopscotch with an eye on Molly Blumesday
Fumes spray folly topics til I follow and my bones ought to calcify.
Room sway sea squall, pill I swallowed some five million times
Ossified crossfire
Lope past rotating mobile.  Zip Nil Ought Oughta  shotta's daughta dross gyre.
Less blood more bile.
Floored by scores as of yet unsettled.
Get nettles vetted of a death rattle
Golden Cattle’s four stomachs add a bit of addled chattle.



Pen a death letter
in invisible ink
Put off mailing it
Stationary Stationary

I felt over
Toppled off
Criss crossed and left crossed out
X marks the spot
X ray vision detects inherent structural weakness
X-tra X-tra
Read all about it
Flout it and doubt it
Re-rout it
Back to the michigan line
Itching and blind
Thinking why oh why


  Quetzalquoatl in a  bottle8
with the Seven arms of Shiva
Text that's blessed by Gannesh
I tackle the pattern weaver
Evil-er than evil-er
I'm the cryptic mystic who
empties his quiver on the lateral deceiver, embattled believer
Capitalistic dipstick hits the bottom of the Don River
TV DINNER
Lottery winner
MOCK SINNER  on the sofa
Fit the quota of a loafer
Fit the quota of a loafer
Doppleganger rearrange ya
Doppleganger rearrange ya

Dont stop
Flip flop
or drop shop
Knock knock
Cop s stop for donuts.

Simulacra comin' at cha light speed
Burt Baccarat attackin' ya nightly
Zip up your parka, careful or a cold'll grip you tightly

Come on and take a step back
To the wetback
Get ready for the anaphilactic backflip to set back
It's a step down, tense town, stop gap.

Now get ready for the deep sand
Far lands, Tarzan
Wham Bam Thank you ma'am
Trans Am Zoom Cam
Quickly, quickly back again
Trifecta protector pushed aside by the ham-handed henchman.

Simulacra comin' at cha light speed
Burt Baccarat attackin' ya nightly
Zip up your parka, careful or a cold'll grip you tightly

Well
Time means nothing if you cannot react
Backtrack tax to fax to crack facts to the embassy
Swipe your Interac so you can interact with me
Tap-tap-tap turns to RAT TAT TAT
Gunfire precipitates dire straights which negate the faith based hate.
Linear pattern abandon, modernism reject.
Cyclical cycle upload to protect
Download neighbourhood watchlist
Hot list going downwards
BLACKOUT CONSPIRACIST

jjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjuumping Johosephat.

On a cultural level, celebrities exist because we (falsely) believe we know their true selves, in a way we do not know our own.  Their negative portrayal in the media is used to create a layered personality.  One that is superficial and largely negative.  Yet we are also pointed towards a metonymic concept of them (their true self) which we identify personally with through their art (such as it is).  We create the metonymic image and hold onto it, use it, for knowledge of a self seems better than knowledge of no self.  Yet in adapting what are simply systematic concepts to our own understanding we limit the ultimately unknowable self.  The unconscious mind is a great Shrodinger's cat.  Sic et Non.  Gnothi seauton est efflectum.  To try to understand the mind in systematic ways is to place it into arbitrary systems that it will (malleable as it is) adopt.  This act of abandonment now will surely wreck horrible revenge.

I  spoke to you this mourning
semi circle works for an erstwhile tornado
Fill a pail full from Toledo.
I rain blame down from the sky with the might of zeus.  Hand in each earn Yearning for something I might discern I concern myself with mundane sun flame.

I sift through dreams
One eye open one eye closed as I drift in sweet repose
Mouth lolls open in drooling silent scream.

I lipread the fuck you off your grin
I slip arsenic into your coffee
Toast pops, gun fires
convict you by deuteronomy.


Cmere little beastie I have a feastie
Cmere little sweetie I ve got a little treatie

I went ta pick a peck of pa's malt but got lost on the way.  Talked to a man with a smile on his face.  I said to the man.  I said see you later.
I went down to mississippi on the back of a 'gator.

Grip the next FYP ESSAY
Assess and survey the situation and obey
Muse on Muses to bring life to burnt out fuses
SNAP CRACKLE warm glow
storms bellow

Dorsal Fin
Vorporal Grin
Corporal in Death
You're a better man than I am
Gunga DIN

FIN


Cattlebelt
had the feel
of a Teetotaling teeter totter
catapulting into the air as it flips.
 I wish it didnt but it did.
 grab my head before it flies off tries golf and       becomes a totally different person,
worsen a a result,
hurt someone maybe find fault.


I wish I had a new pair of boots.  It really would be much better.  Less upset and the opposite of wetter.  Appropriate to the weather.  But my sneakers are a beacon.  They say hey ladies, I'm vulnerable.  What are you seeking? I need taking care of.  Helpless on my own, I'm a good project for anyone with the right tools.  If my screws weren't loose there'd be nothing to tighten.  Fly right in.

I sigh and try to find a pen.

I wish I had.

I wish I hadnt

Type it write it and re-write it. 
right it and once righted
start imagining what went wrong.

Times of long ago are too far gone.

Times have just past that were right now but now retreat behind me in myst r e i o u s l o q tion

diabolical fusion.
liquidity met with pleasure
running river laps at my ankles, rankles my sense of thanklessness.
I stank of that shit for weeks
Leeks need washing out
Dirt cakes under fingernails get a paperclip
Sip green tea by the fireplace, mittens hanging on strings at the sides of their armchairs.  Crackle pop fizz goes the fire.  Socks roast toes just the right warm.


Each 'as 'is own
do you think that's a fair amount
Pheromone of Paramount importance
Feral Moan
Equatorial Zone
Import tenses in poor taste
Smack foreheads
The mollifying POWER
of Cauliflower
sweet salty sour
bitter splash cumin human mrs dash

Icky sticky tic and talk
One small step for the Phenomenaut.
Exploratory storyteller
Oratorically better
Heretical Medical Text
Identical to no not next
Doe Dot Dex
My FLOW GOT FLEX
I show by ex.
Fly slow by hex
I teach and preach to all my diabolical magex.

Fall off backwards and hit yourhead
Crack open the egg in the pan with a nice loud sizzlePOPfizz
I thank God with salt and pepper
Praise Jesus with a well-timed-flip
Escape Poachers
And leave it Sun-God side up

Voldemort attacks
to Torch a stack
of Rorchshacks
Order pancakes in 2 or 3 shortstacks


A
A
A
A
A
H
adrift
asleep, awash
beneath a sea reef
you lace up your lead shoes
subconscious JACQUES COUSTEAU...
Bring a data log to catalogue the wildlife
Rub conch shells and out comes my old life
Descending in an ascending column of bubbles
Deep sea rescuer
Yes you are.
Sleep conqueror.

Diving Belle
sounds a note too high to hear
Glass cracks around the edges of my vision, water seeps in.
First just in drops,
then in a torrent that must be god
the tip of the tip of the tip of the top

422-6011ex620

Doubled over in amusement
at the signals that you sent
Crater sized abuse dent
Confusedness
Ensues just
like you said it would
type you meet at night in the woods
walking alone
bare foot
holding the bleeding carcass of a rabbit
hiding a knife behind her back


I march off a cliff only partially aware.  Holding a fanciful of lillusions of what I'm doing, I fail to grasp just how far I have fallen.
mist all round I feel like I'm slipping.  Treads on my shoes grip onto the shingles at a 45 degree angle.  Clutching jab of worry wraps around my lungs jabberwocky sprung scream and squeeze  the air out of them.  Makes a wishing noise.

Red wine cakes around the edges of your mouth, hanging you out to dry

Rue the day.  Booze-day tuesday sets it off.  Compound fracture skateboard slides a Boozeahol grind.  Slow dime slow money rolls down an always rocky road.  I'll float whatever boat I intend to, Iresseurect trends and set about making friends with em. 




Change clatters like things I should have done.  Change clatters from my hand into the the box.  I stare down the man from the TTC with a look of cold hard death.  He grimaces at me through the bulletproof plastic.  I wonder what he does in his regular life, without a three inch layer of hard material to protect him.  I slip through the turnstile, and head towards the escalator.  I walk down.  It is off.  The steps feel weird for my legs, too far apart.  At the bottom, I make my way through the line of people waiting for the streetcar, turning sideways, slipping through the thick of the hustle and bustle and emerging on the other side.  At the top of the stairs to the Eastbound platform, I feel the stale wind of the train on my ankles.  I sprint down the stairs to screeching burnt rubber metal and a cheerful descending arpeggio in C major.  I slip my hands between the closing doors and pry them open.  Didn't know I had it in me.  Wrench it open and slip through and try not to fall over as the whole thing roars away down the tunnel.  A Dionysian reveler is kept upright by the crowd, I maintain my standing position until Yongue Street.


Egg carton
Egg carton on a shelf
Waiting.
WAITING
WAITING>....
CRACK!\

Halfbrained halftrack with a back full of beer,
Barbed wire oil fire detonates atmosphere
Deflect metal detectors until the last possible second
Form troops of stormtroops to defeat the next one
Concentrate on the reprobate
Plastique Explosive will detonate
next mind state

why try to write down
the right nouns
and verbs of which you've heard
Absurd whirling dirvish swirling in earnest
I commandeer reindeer to plane there
Hang bare and half-ways decent
Least recent piece of Theseus' kingdom
Creased forehead Klingons
cantaloupe cut in half.  Brains need contact.
I had one perspective out each eye
one foot in each world, and I have to reconcile them,
Sometimes I was on the way out




SOMETHING HAPPY FOR A little bit of $$$$$$
life's just dandy...
I love candy
It's sweet and its sticky
I feel wicked and not at all icky
Cream of the crop
Team of experts agree
King of the castle
So simple like 1, 2.....

Sprinkled with cinnamon
brown sugar crumble
sliced apples
oxidization halted by a lemon squeeze
Bake at 350 degrees

  l\./Iovies we will watch
nights of cabiria
81/2
La Strada
Solaris
400 Blows
Stolen Kisses
Fat Girl
The Weekend
Masculin/Feminin
Dead Man..................................................................................................................


Situations are sticky and Women and are tricky
Chances are slim you wont end up like Joules et Jim.
 Ford Automotive Hearse,
 didnt notice she was in reverse.
 Through the guardrail you did smash
 and then nothing except a splash

I fell over down south

Gripped a cigarette in the corner of my mouth
I brought a bullet from home to give to you
You bought yourself a fancy fucking hat
I fancy these parts dont come around you very often.

I questionize the questionizor.  Reveal the smirk behind your visor.
Advisors advise caution no surprise there
I ? THE ?ER! ! the !er, but I fail, oh I fail to do anything to the *s.  Trapped in the Terrestrial O I strive ^wards yet remain planeted by my feet.
Full scale warfare
automatic bureaucratic paperwork. 
Filing away forms which describe your entire life.  I go through sheet upon sheet until I get to my name. 
Rifle through the contents.  Yeah, they pretty much have it covered, even have a picture of me eating a sandwich from last week.  I turn the page over.  Turns out I have an allergy to grapeseed oil that I never knew I had.


You're so small I feel like breaking you in half with a claw hammer.

+3 PT FTW
+3 PT FTW
+3 PT FTW

Passmore surveyed the landscape, with death behind his eyes.  Death was in front of his eyes, and death was behind em too.  Death had been a lot of places. 

Counting El Paso it had to be up to a dozen, Baker's dozen if you count Old Scoot.  Old Scoots' a good old sort, tall and willowy and always wheezing.  Wheeze with the breeze he does.  Creak with the way and the sway of the world.  Taps into it he does  Applauds with the opening and closing of his eyelids.

King in ermine fur lounges on his throne.  Crown lopsided and casual.  Charming sort of tired grin.  Eyes neither wise nor serious.  He speaks with a vein unctuous voice as if pretending to be bored.


well I went to the window
I looked out outside
what did I see?
well it shocked me in my mind
it was different than I thought it would ever be
waiting for my way up mount purgatory
well I went to the window
and I walked right out
well I went to the place
and I got I got a big new coat
well I bustled up real warm ohh, from the cold
you know I am not that bright but I am not that old
I looked out the window
I looked out outside
and I thought to myself in my puny little mind
could I even think,
could I comprehend?
what it was like to go to heaven and ascend
It wasn't as I thought it was
no not at all
In fact its been madder than a hatter since the fall

howls at Random
jowls with fandom
bowels that growl with reckless abandon

Steered In circles, try and find her
Fear so tribal you stick close to the fire
Weirdo vibe wire
cover me in papier mache and paint me perplexed. 
Arts and craft masons encase me in their home made tentacle. 
Home fried left ventricle leaves me clutching my stomach.  
My love is my weight and its my nature to plummet.

Vomit Comet at 3 am I feel wicked and green.
Beat Poet wild drive without the Benzedrine.
Chewing my lip feeling new to the world.
Subsuming curls of confused girls
dub tune and subhuman swirl
Reveal yourself and unfurl your tail,
ALL HAIL MR. Mr Squirrel.

tectonic technique
geometric progression
Test destruction
just when I flex something
Texture
mixture
ripped the fixture
 flip the diction on its head to paint a better picture

Cream coloured walls, computer beeping away, box.  Turn the crank. dank grass feels grimy glitter beneath my flingertips and when my finger slips.  A swing and a miss.  Again and again; again and again; again and again. Frustrated with the common grind.  I feel bitter resentment at work.  Titters behind me.  Withering looks delivered.   Green with envy at the letters I Red when I was Blue.  Purple-xed with text. Seek fire to torch it.

Semi colon
 rolling
 granite shanty
 flex with vanity
at free mason satisfaction
 half a fraction of opposition his this history optician
, I flick qucik
hardly sick
I stick Like wicked stickers .

Talkin bout Hector
Troy's Protector
Tryna save the people cause you can't resurrect 'em
Greeks I murder
Feats unheard of
Pleats of your skirt make me gotta say word up


SWEET MARY JANE

Girl I met you through a friend of a friend. 
Just a chance decision
I called up my brother George and decided to go on a mission
Said I'll meet you in ten

And you was there with him when I met him
Gotta thank ya
I never expected he'd bring ya
Girl you smell so dankly

Remind me of ten years ago
Send cheers through my heart like beer and dope.
Dead air cross the room like I made a joke.
Quick quick Quick quickly say something.
Go:

Finely cultivated, long red hair with buds mad huge.
Girl you know I want to roll around with you.
Get you home and take you out of that packaging
Get to fraternizing
Catatonic shock inducing mack-alizing

Girl you look good like a grill cheese sandwich
And I know you could use my whole can of Manwich
Tell you I'm famished
But I pray to God
Banish those thoughts like the Amish

Petrified
With my hand on your thigh
Grind you up
Burn you down
and I blow my fucking mind.

SWEET SWEET SWEET SWEET MARY JANE
ROT ROT ROTTING MY FUCKING BRAIN

J))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))

long time ago i thought i knew ye
creep low over wet grass moving towards blasphemy
pentagram chickenscratch
take a breath and light a match
L
is for the way you
Sleepy crawl over the sidewalk
hide chalk behind your back with twice and two fingers
ringers you missed
stingers that hiss
bling that brings and swings the fist. 
----

this is my mnemonic

Neatly Attired Timorous and Asking for it
my Soulful Housewife
newborn Akira
Killer Limey Iceblood courses through your Meateater Electra veins
Nightly Klytemnestra of the 2Orient

N_____A

BRAINS DRIPPING SLOWLY off the edge of the table, down the leg, onto the floor.  Soup on my tie, egg on my face, coffee spilled all over my lap.  Talk about embarrassing, talk about prosperity.  I bared my teeth and sacred the police with my irrational actions.  Three fractional rations of peanuts raisins and candy.  please darling, I know you dont particularly want to handle it
Im awfully sorry to dump this all in your lap but I thought you asked for it.

Oh you asked for it, but you didnt want it

Now I understand
I gotcha

Rocked ya and glossed that part over in my imagination.  Prevention must be understated.  I rated fate not alright.  Murder I heard of.  Not that scary, really.  I feel brail beneath my fingertips.  Ringer flips out stinger clips flout all authorities who suggest spores for tea?

C'mon c'mon.

A letter to god written in invisible ink .

I left it under the radiator and forgot to even mail it.

Stationary Stationary

conceptions left  behind I press rewind.  De-grime the bathtub before getting in it.  And we're in it to win it .  Grin and glimpse a solar flare, ascend the seven rings and see all of heaven rotating like a donair.  I gasp for air, the delicious shawarma smell at the bloor that is calling to me baby.  Singing its heart out in love for you.  Well my nose hears you, and it cannot resist.  Mickey Rourke's meaty head rotating 360 degrees.  I approach rotating perfection, make my selection, and commence dissection.  Vowels abandoned, howls at random, jowls with fandom.  Depthless estuary, Napkins unnecessary.

I impale it instead on my list of things to do.  Rings of a few, thinks of you, brings and chews your own bubble gum.  Bubble and burn oh no.  Something stirs inside, begins crawling up my esophagus.  A wave of nausea breaks over me like I was the coast, its like.  My guts tighten up, telephone cord wrapped around my finger.  When I'm on the phone my voice is projected.  I am disembodied, an incorporeal intelligence projected with technology.  I have left my body behind in a previous age.  While you, you grow more and more enamored with the angelic timber of my voice.  You dont have to look at my face, my lying eyes. My words are merely dropping one by one into the calm pool of your conscious mind, causing ripples, splashes, drop, drop, drop and my empty words are blown up into pictures, taken for metaphors, infused with meaning in your   deluded teenage brain.  I remain angelic, ineffable, untouched and without having touched.

Can Duke van der Honk save Literature in the 22nd Century?!

BAM!  Duke slams his copy of St Thomas Aquinas' Summa into the cretin's face with a left hook.  His cybernetic right hand grips the handle of an automatic shotgun.  BAM! BAM! BAM!  The anthropomorphic rat-mutants fall into a heap on the floor.  Duke moves towards the copy of Principia Mathematica lying on the table in the centre of the room.  He deposits in the cavity in his chest and sighs in relief as the biomechanical hatch closes with a satisfying click.  Then, just as he thinks it is safe, from behind, a blow to the head from a unseen assailant knocks him to the ground.  He swings in and out of consciousness for a moment, his head spinning, cheek bone crisscrossed with Xs from where it hit the floor. 

Mud sometimes has the illusion of depth.  Sometimes illusions are best left alone.  Dispel at your own peril, in the right apparel.  An Unhinged grin hangs lopsided on my face.  I disappear and leave only dental work.   Grin as Green as the future my friend.  Night-sky as blue as my socks.  Dark blue, nearly black.  Celestial spheres illuminated in contemplation are the holes in my socks.  I condense aether into Air with my halitosis.  Neurosis invited me inside, unhinged my smile, so I slip in while it's ajar.

A room dedicated to lost artifacts.  Half forgotten by their owners, yet rounded up and collected here.  Tonnes of the stuff.  Teddy bears and hand me downs and lost wallets and green base ball caps.  Sardine sandwiches and girlfriends.  Frisbees and elastic bands.  I wish I had not come inside.  What category does it put me in?  I look about with distain at the objects around me.  A letter that was never received, a telephoto lens.  All of it crap.  Pathetic.

Green builds up around the edges of my vision. Catiline in hostility, breeding nihility and despair in my wake.  Wake up.  I'm not asking you again.  FIN.  FIN.I need to capture the circular motion of celestial spheres.  Condense Aether from air.  Great Mouse Detective-level chemistry equipment bubbles and fumes nearly bursting from the pressure.  Divest myself of my sweater, and get a better look.  Steam streams from the bowels of the beakers.  I hear creaks, then a long low whine and gentle tinkling as it explodes.


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dante lives in a society under a hierarch, therefore his will can be aligned with God's.  He has knowledge of the good.  Nazis do not, they live in a society that functions according to the dictates of a madman.

What happens, must first be willed.  This willing, this naming, is a complicated process.  The names must be chosen from a list.  This list is finite, but is added to and revised as a continuous process and is this way also infinite in potential.  In putting names together, crafting a will, the willwright must then merely enact this created will.  These name conglomerations form a hieroglyphic chimera of willed action that, once created, cannot be separated without careful surgery.  Pictured in this way, the will behind the will is never fully apprehended.  Our own thought processes have it backwards.

When one forges a new will, one does so  subconsciousl18y. It is done , largely, without realizing its underlying implications and associations it might have in relation to one's internal existing wordlist.  These actions are thus carried out consciously and become fully engrossing.  As if there were nothing behind them at all

This is a problem to be Revolutionized.  If one devotes himself to this act of directing the will crafting the will and takes over this act consciously, the realities behind actions become crystalline.  The pre-set, codified culturally based programming of the human brain can be hacked.  The script can be torn up.  We must overthrow the realities behind our own minds. Taking our very mental landscape back is the principle battle of this new world.  The conscious mind must direct itself fully towards this creation of will.  Crafting purpose behind actions, ideologies from which actions will arise like plants growing from seeds. When one is fully aware of their motives, one is able to supplant one's own.  This being done, one's actions become unconscious themselves, stemming directly from this altered will as a natural occurrence.
   


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RIGHTEOUS
Pseudo-DIONYSIUS
Caustic Judo chop
riding a Flightless Ostrich
Chopstick HopScotch tricky Dickie Rich
Stuck to earth and combustible,
Pluck a dollars worth and end up with a glimpse of the incorruptible.

OO


Grapple grasp gasp ask
Tackle back and after backtrack
 From the start, like Descartes, I’m after the gnosis
Oh shit….encroaching dark, I succumb to hypnosis,
I forgot the diagnosis
And died of pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanokoniosis .

  Livin in a cloud of Chronic Ease
Neo-Neoplatonic Moses Maimonides
feel tectonic shock through your whole entire bodies
I read it, your pathetic parapetetic rhetoric is  indebted to the past
While my revelations come straight from smokin' grass.
So you better listen close cuz I'm about to explain it t'ya
with speech rhythms that are flexible like Athanasius of Alexandria
I'm tannin' ya with the darkness emitting light
yo I'm talkin' About pseudo-Dionysius the Areopagite

NO trouble here Ociffer
I'm the Apostle of Philosophers
I toss a stick through the spokes of your epicycle
Context vex all the way up the neck til I'm in your head till the next recital
Diabolical logic imbued by electronic chronic,
 Phonic Tonic cleans the moronic out li ke a colonic
Melodic, methodological
My words of wisdom will raise your hair follicles





The detour is always infinitely more valuable than the straight walked road



I preach to youth
you make think its philanthropic
when I wax philosophic
but I aint no fucking Sophist
cause I speak the truth

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Zaphod Beedlebrox cocks his socks and gets ready to sprint, glint off his sunglasses flashes solar flared bellbottoms belle biv deveaux Creeping long mustache just keeps on growing, floating on the Rhine it gets frozen and then the ice on top cracks like fat on the top of pate.  Grateful, hateful Roman Umpire lasts another ballgame.  Crack, roll, sink into a sidepocket no rocket, flock the base in overly expensive fake grass.  I wish I didnt waste that childhood money on little models of warfare, subway fare dares not to appear in my pocket.  I hopped it, over the barrier, held motionless by the black leather glove finger on the button.  You shall not pass.  Well, I did anyway, bid a hundred on it for next time.  Fester in grime, chill in decay.  I thought I wasnt going to go down that road but I did it anyway.  Grim visaged war hath smoothed his wrinkled front, but the soup stains remain.  Tomato soup does look like blood in the right lighting, grab a light filter full of holes, grab a Milton full of mildew holes, grab some overly expensive colourful gels.  We should sort that wrinkled plastic by colour, size, opacity, gratefullness and every other criterion that you might use to decide whether or not someone is a worthwhile investment.  Crash, stock market, sock market, bump your boat against the dock and leave a mark on it.  Right on the side of the Hull, right across from the capital.  No capital to fix it.  No means of production to create capital.  An overly hungry bourgeoisie hoarding a gleaming golden pile of cashola, payola, mini-toyotas with 4 wheel drive and battery powered laserlights.  Taser fights with a policemen.  I got electrocuted but it was worth it, eels dont scare me like they used to.  A juice, let the sluice gates open, broken as they are we might as well just let it all go through.  Dont struggle to stop the leak.  Stop wasting your chewing gum.  Dont let your jaw get sore from all that chewing.  Just give up, let the water rush in.  It's refreshing, depressing and thousand island dressing.  I wasn't stressing before I started thinking too much.  Maybe too little.

Same as fame has gotten my lame gas, made fast to the hull of a ship like a barnacle.  Blisters cover my eyes from the sights I've seen.  Sheen stings and darkness overwhelms.  I need an easy medium.  Happy medium is a happy message.  I wish I thought I had enough I thought I had I might I think I wanna I dont know....I thought I wish I had I might I think I wish I had.....but I don't think it is.

Grime and soot and chalk dust cake under my fingernails as I crawl up the chimney, headed for the square of light high above.  Gleaming white perfection  made of two isosceles triangles fused at the hypotenuse.  Siamese twin dragons with the magical power of bees to defeat the evil empire.  But sometimes the triangles grow obtuse.  Slow, languid. They forget what it was like to run.  Forgotten but not blocked out entirely.  Blotted out by the hand of God, his fingers letting light through.  Forgotten what it was like to think your were acute.  Now I've formed a Platonic love for Platonic solids...graduated to a third dimensional entity.  A big old brick of hash and sarcasm greets me like an old family friend.  God you've grown.  God, you have not managed to discover the secret of everlasting youthfulness.  God.  God damnit, what's wrong with you?  We're fighting for eternity here.  Concern for you dear, is what led me here, and Now it seems so silly.  Slick slipperly slipping sickly quick tripping me, twice dipping me, swiftly ripping thee, mysteries as of yet unsolved.  Vilified vanilla melts down past the napkin and sticks your fingers to the cartesian cone.  Comically connected conic segments.  Phonic ligaments.  Tonic and gin and lime and mints.  Grins flash across my face, each one more wicked than the last.  Blue eyes twinkle green.  Black heart shudders red.  Colourshift to duller shit.  Mothersmilk is turned yellow in the moonlight.  You heard right, now do a hard right here at the light.  Red/Green/Yellow/Blue/Orange/Catamaroon/Mauve.  I'm going out with a bang while smoking a clove.  Hope I didn't strive to steal stools reel in jewels with fishing wire.  Dire consequenses leave you senseless and combat pretentious portents.  Lightning bolt 747 sucks an eagle into its jet engine overhead.  Thundercrack.  BOOM. 

Microplane grating on my nerves, tiny little shavings of annoyance too small to be buoyant drift downwards like snowflakes.  Fishtank shavings trail little bubbles after them as they descend into the belly of the aquarium.  The fish inside notice these columns of bubbles, neither doric or ionic.  Ions bouncing together, jostling for position in the ascension.  Trying to bud or back-bud, permission not received, or particularly desired.  Attempting to inquire, dire perspectives and then I'ma wreck it.  Constantly checked it, protect it if you want. 


bleep blop dribble down the plaster, bubble out sputter up.  Flick the bic and clip the top of your bic pen.  It's red.  Mark of critique.  Plastique explosive doesn't wield this kind of power.  Hours have been spent in preparation.  One handed typing isn't necessary but it is recommended.  Don't suspend it, suspended suspenders on life support supported by child support report abuse if you think it'll be a gravey train.  Maybe trains aren't the way to travel.  Maybe they're the way to magic up addled brains. I've cleverly decked out ahead of wrecked and deflected messed up.  Worst Mr Dressup ever I thought I had a neck to sever instead of bad weather grimy endeavor which is pleasure, I might have thought that at one point in time.  but now,  now I have been enlightened.  Descended ready to up end it.  All of civilization, ready to start indoctrination to facilitate my goals, polls erected suspected to inspire ire in the hearts of youthful little puppies upended yuppies without anything to grab a hold of a mold of my face blown up a hundred times and cast in plaster on the surface of the moon will illuminate the way forward.  I grow bored with words.  Sword murders quickly blurbs denoting verbs that will action word off the curb and take flight, break might be in order.

Take up again the poison pen
grin in hand mind on the lamb
craning my neck to look
I thought I brooked no criticism and allowed no quarter
vortex opened and allowed a bigger sort of
avalanche transcendental holler back
fall apart and off track derailed impaled on spikes
rife with tights
might just might
be a bite


Speed quenched stench drenches you with liquid dew, icky goo, glue molecules fuel cruel dualistic dualists.  The Fool list grows longer as I add another name
You're really just the same
Not Unique
You're really very funny but you lack technique
While my superior physique will leave you up the creek.
Without no paddle
Satellites addle your sight, meteorite strike like a pimp slap from dolomite.Comically conically connected with calculus, talcum power detects radicals.
My words of ancient wisdom one up their patriarchal periodicals
Rip rock flick ash twist smash into crowds loudly lambasting crowd surfing I'm grafting
Skin from your temple, dimple, pimple, stencil, mental, picture, ripwords and dis turds with a lyrical tense bout
hense doubts are erronius while you are Polloinus stabbed through a curtain
hurting for a bigger part heart might be in the right place but your just and old fart.slap dashed together, improvised cries for mercy you hurt me with your casual magical radically.  I got freakish speakers chugging away all times of the day, the race is already ready to be won, one is not a number but a goal, whole self is accumulated in drips and drabs drips and drabs flicks the end of a cigarette.

Blue tinged and grainy, crack pop.  Low fidelity warmth mono message mono on mono off.  Crackle to life, this is the news hour brought to you by Matz's Tonic.  We'll cure what ails you.  And we join the KBBR radio hour already in progress in my living room, dad's cigarette smoke occupying the upper layers of atmosphere, down low where I'm lying, prostrate on the floor, I conserve the oxygen as best I can while my mind is in Brooklyn, New York.  The lights of Manhattan are a distant glow somewhere on the horizon.  I feel a rising envy rolling through my veins, detached from detachment as I was.  Still, so powerful, so warm so vicious.  Beamed down from on high.  The radio tower rusts gently.  Creaking in the wind, swaying ever so slightly, it does not yield to the battering of whatever cruel current climate prevails.  Pressure barometric or measured in other kind of metric is always hectically m et, diametrically opposed to god only knows prose seems unable to capture the rapture I want to express--Next methods are sought, begotten not bought but brought, straight express from the motherland, Brothers stand aside while I equally divide the spoil of our toils, for I am Solomon.  Honest judge who wont budge or budget floods or windfalls, since fall I've been unhappy so slap me and send me packing. you think I'm lacking in something, ability at crumping, I fry a mean dumpling and you know about the other thing.  Mother-ship beam me up and steam re-interupt.   I feel corrupted by my desires, fires cant be put out the taste in my mouth is sour like sauerkraut.  DOUBTS INFLATE! PUPILS DILATE! I STAY IRATE FROM THE GET GO.

Warmless and hearty
 left over Lombardi
 I thought I had gym socks to fit
quit your harping and start the LARPing you nerd-o turd-o
 I feel my life is blurring oh so quickly
a smear oh dear
this life might just be the worst thing since finding a wife
I guess it just might just compensate the fact that your wicked cricket bat hit my fat ass out the door
overwhelming
delving into crisscross platter its a batter up up up world view
turn the screw of your best intentions
mention not your first thought was not what I thought thought think thoughtt tought thoughttpughgejsd think
past last ass crass mast dastardly blast cast of characters I feel are not so much characters as caricatures of famous people I wish I knew
who would be as confused as I am,
why scam out my goals holes are found in my plan
why scam son
why scam?



-
I fell in love with a hunk of carbon
all dolled up in my imagination
who I kissed was an illusion
fueled by too much rumination.


There are facts that are vicious
It was me the whole time
Parallax Narcissus

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I feel
I feel
I feel energized by your rhythmic slide,

I wanna feel
Yeah I wanna feel
This just one more time before I die.

I steal
I steal zoning permits and orange cones and I build
I build myself a home.

I steel
I steel myself against the on coming storm.

I greet Satan with open arms
He doesn't mean me no harm
I feel the blood in my bones                    
I feel the blood in his bones
It aint no different.
NO It aint no different
Though it may possess a different form.


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blues screwed inside out I'm feeling wicked and bastardly.

Dastardly plans condense on the dirty windowpane of my mind.

smoking weed in a speeding train.
I feel high and giddy with excitement, breaking the law, flouting authorities, sticking it to the man, taking it back for the little guy.  I puff through a borrowed pipe a fat hit of finest chronic, filling my lungs till they cant hold anymore.  I keep pulling, making sure to maintain airflow until the glowing cherry dies.  Smoke shall not escape my vacuum. My own room allows for easy consumption.  I wish I had a window to blow out of, instead, into the closet.  Excellent.  Only the hint of it on my bad breath.  Nothing that'll arouse suspicion.  I grab fiction by the hand and skip down the path.  Stones clack under my feet, train tracks along tracks.

Train tracks along train tracks, tracks tracking the track of a wild dog on the run from the Law.  Police in their little hats come pouring out of a cop car, must have been eight of them squeezed in there.  They all clusterfuck it out the doors somehow, and spill out all over the sidewalk.  Sprawled across the asphalt.  It's all your fault you know.  They are here for you.  And now you put your white deer tail in the air and start sprinting.  100 metres of shear torment.  Red and sharp, pain sears in your side.  Air is sucked with a hollow sound into your lungs.  A dying vacuum cleaner rattle.  Death rattle, leaves a circular suction mark on your stomach where the cleaning lady put it.  Belly button jam is a determined beast.  Hanging on by its dirty fingernails.  About to be pulled into the belly of that great sucking contraption.  Mixed in with all the other muck.  Well, you wont be mixed in with that muck.  You're a clever fucker you are.  And a determined beastie.  Shoes full of holes skitter down the street until they leap off the overpass.  Splash.  And then the police only have to get out the nets and they've got him.  Fish-wives sit at home, waiting for their good men to come back to them.