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23 September 2008 @ 01:39 am

your think is a blink in the dumbfounded gaze

vacant expression rented out to high paying yuppie fucks

ha ha funny luck when a limbless bunny clucks

not really but you silly fucks still get fried up

told it's a jacuzzi

clink your ginger ale and ponder smokin bones

the whole fuckin staircase is a doozie, holmes

sherlock ain't got no shit on me

he's making it up

cause i'm making it up

but i'll still be

framed and hanged over the fire place

what's up with your conspired face

it seems to be leaking some sort of fluid all over the motherfuckin rug

bare skinned drums beat your dumb ass backwards


Current Location: a chair
Current Mood: awake
Current Music: a box fan and cickets and a dream catcher occasionally clinking a glass
23 July 2008 @ 05:00 am
i'm dokter suess no i flow like this
with this bitch wrapped around my wrist
cause she knows what time it is
what time is it?
it's time to rewind and unwind
and backstroke this tarpit
and rise above the bullshit
I have seen y'all faggitz
in the mind's eye of the universe
dispersed with my homophobeopathic verse -- it gets worse
that's the motto
add another icon to the grotto if you follow
and if you don't, no sorrow
because we will all be swallowed and that's regardless
of what you think, know, do,
or what you say
so fuck it all
every cardinal direction is dirty on the last day
of summer, back 2 school, all sales are final
follow the spinal
to the valley of the pinal, i mean pineal, hey
how many eyes does a tarantula have in yogic parlay
in the parlance of our time is now and now is strange
i'm doing it, i'm not derek and that is all i have to say about that
who's dominos are these?
clack clack clack clack clack clack.....
Current Location: limbo
Current Music: desert sessions
09 July 2008 @ 03:31 am
incredible weight of evidence
watch your senses
dip your wick
and light it up
to illuminate
or incense the situation
predictable predicaments
meditate on your mediation
we are the middle path
vessels of the all pervasive
entropical location
of your stank ass photo shooting gallery
Current Location: robotech
Current Mood: energeticenergetic
Current Music: zwarte achtegrond
urban camo
herbs and chamomile
suburban coma
yerba mate
and fake karate poses
on the reel to reel
videotape at eleven
uncle sam's gotta hotcap
pullin out an electric eel
like magic
like kneel to the moon
we know you do that shit
so do that shit
lower your high mother-fructose corn syrup intake
call any vegetable
and the chances are good
that vegetable will respond to threats and rumors of threats
y'all are some shake n bake
i'm on some steak n shake
my glass sweats when i think about sippin it
get it it's overplayed for a reason
the treason of the day
say word
we say you do
do you say we word say
how you say shut the fuck up
drink and go home
this is the tie-back
and ball gag
pony trick we know so well
go to hell
the hell where all your couplets go to copulate
Current Location: the floor
Current Mood: nauseatednauseated
Current Music: winos
02 June 2008 @ 11:35 am
don't break this vibe
just continue to climb
yes continue to climb and
sink deep at the same time
i wasn't born in the valley
or furthermore mile high
rather on the level good god  great plains and i
like to maintain my stasis
so i no longer take trips
don't fry or bake shit i like it raw
my maw bites the flesh of a human euthanized
just anesthetize
so i'm numb not dumb to the ways of the world
unfurl my serpentongue and let the lies
murder themselves in your mind's eye
blind propheteer messianic promise
kept collected and massively shattered
pure antimatter
unbridle your psyche
your self
long gone
so long ago
were the introductions made
that i can not honestly say
that myself was truly present
that is to say my present self
the curse of growth of health
of stretched bones and flesh
and the personification of birthing pains
big bang universal
a trick a trip a mouthful of murrffle
true truth eternal life force
power universal
drowning in the english channel
after downing a pint of
liquified guinness books of of world records
left for done for
what's  a dead man's gun for
forgotten til his son backhoes it
for the DNA test
and finds out he's human
in a world full of mutants
caused he showed up late for the evolution
too busy shootin' heroin in a barrel fulla fish heads
and sheared dreadlocks
the start has no stop
watch him
 flee the flock
and embrace a life
of glock totin lonerism
if boner then jizzum
i see your fundamentalism and raise you circumcision
the apostate shall castrate catholicism
and replace the system with a shiny new system
with a more convincing rationalization of the ritualistic brutalities committed
by the hands of the priveleged social technicians
who secretly wish for the pain that they inflict upon the masses
to be visited by angels of ashes
and have asses gnashed by teeth
that in antiquated schools of thought
are regarded as weak
but when the statistics are taken into consideration seriously
how could the periodic washing of the minds be
anything but necessary
and so now go about the globe
ccultivating seeds of ignorance
blissful perceptual astringent
fed to the inbred without onsent
like commonsensical bits of conventional wisdom
learned in a convent
have you had your education?
are you a student or a scholar?
a likeable disciple head juggling shot caller
drummin on the bones of liberated selfless followers
ah, but i lost my train of thought
fluoridated sedated palestinian
drew the line and dropped the rock
so i guess i'll sit and sip and stir my crock
and let trouble toil and hopefully trail off
jettin in flip flops on top of broken glass
my kristalnacht was a hot shot
self involved squat
belly flop
on the rocks
did you ever think
that maybe unicorns were assholes
who thought the sprinkles
in their shit were  the cure for cancer
and who's tears were made of
fears and hopes and dreams
evaporated clouds pillows ripped apart at the seams
what's past is past
once a bastard
blasted off bacardi and acid
always a ...
hot and cold
cliques and folds
wants you
new recruits
we built this city
what lights your gaslamp elements?
oh so so-so
elegeant, intelligent
Current Location: kashmir
Current Mood: uncomfortableuncomfortable
Current Music: physical graffiti
02 June 2008 @ 10:52 am
What words do you find wise enough to live by?
don't shit where you eat
Current Location: hilltop
Current Mood: thankfulthankful
Current Music: planet of the shapes
24 February 2008 @ 01:06 pm
self sufficient speech
until they're blue in the face
and ready to eat
the young philosophers
are the new zealots
meting out justice to their own
with stage presence
spooky dookie
had to say it
don't delay or sabotay it
just relay the message to your house-trained god.

oh gee wiz
i spilled the fizzy lifting drink
Current Location: pad
Current Mood: contemplativecontemplative
Current Music: none. i'm gonna go listen to the
17 February 2008 @ 02:17 am
all you little gnomes who
read my shit
can eat my shit
because you like to
i like to write couplets
and haiku
Current Location: a troll's cave
Current Mood: pessimisticpessimistic
Current Music: sonic youth's dirty boots