1
it's hard for me to focus hard to keep time perpetual with all these errors
occurring randomly mediocrity with such perpendicularity to disgusting obvious
irregularity (of sorts, sorta like take me apart mr. mechanic, take my heart & fan it
cuz it's swelterin hot) punctuality absurdity like punctuation illegal in this personal
nation we're right now facing mass wonderment taken leave & absent from the most
best day of your fucking life. reveal your secrets the hidden knife behind your serpent
eyes eye contact each second climactic surprise who are you again? what are your
intentions good or bad any afflictions at all? well by golly gosh lets take words for
granted let's have a ball & make our way into this empty reeking stall ; automatic
fall, lost track, under a sort of attack, can't realize the point, at which, these words
are sacrificing their lives, for. take my hand & act as if you know why your here or
fear will encompass will resurface every surface pertaining to us & the staining below
our shivering butts but it will be silent & swift & show its presence by lifting my head
high above the sky split seconds following a lengthy cry upon which it's called upon you:
deny, deny, lie, lie. this electricity dangerous outrageous potentially (no definitely)
hazardous take my hand is what this heat demands take it & feel the flesh of sand. my
body crumbles falls to pieces smithereens nothings under your weight claiming fate
confessing sins with each loss flossing their remains between your clenched teeth
seething with unwanted glamour. rancor threw the word from the world to my words
on this paper on this skin of society, i throw it back with the dignity of insanity & with
it ask the question of their return- when are you coming home? your family misses
you, they feel your alone.
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what is the want to see the mere want the stars had shown the skies it was natural
beautiful instinctual furiously magnificently passionately honestly maniacally
delicious in it's vicious vulnerability it's capability to border humility with irony &
maintain dignity. it is not wrong as they once said to sing a song to sing with the
dead it doesn't matter what they read they're blood is forever red fascinating taking
something as wicked as ignorance & from it shaping understanding. understatement
shaking hence the bridges are all breaking & the mothers are all taking their children
far away, it wasn't what i would say what you could say how i could never say anything
more than nothing, how nothing remains always the wrong word. i taught them taking
time breaking line it was all good if it felt like it should & freedom breaches boundaries
teaches real things & is your own to keep. what a heap of nonsense the parents all
said in sequence blowing me down like the fragile castle of cards i was i was blown
away in all the buzz i was given what i got.
3
i gave it a shot as i give my arm this shot of magnificence silent penance for all i've
failed to accomplish lost in thick smog created by the brain i had & now set fire to
polluting the world ; polluting you. it was great you tried but too late i'm fried & all the
sense in me has died cried its last tears i hear you wished you coulda gotten here
sooner. thanks for telling me now how i let you slide like miracles unicorns in the road
under my eyelids more than welcome to announce their presence what's the sense
in leaving before your arrival is noted ?
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signs point me signature time i'm confronted with the truths of these rhymes
alone i can't find definitive editions of my own renditions on life & this all holds with it
a delectable fanciful knife.
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