Mucha mucha

"Pocahontas... in space?"
"...raping virgins on gravestones."
Chun Li is in this class

weather

"it's incumbent upon us, therefore"
"instantiation" "indispensable" "interpolates"

Slow it away

hold your heart up

a wave is breaking
under complacency

yellow splashes
on freckled grey

Bite your fucking head off
eat a bag of baby

push over suck don't punch
sex and cantelopes

Lambs

tense

jacked out
your face irrelevant and so slow and descending with a mighty

sigh//'

you felt lifted

a hand
but not of the earth

sent it so delicate
and intrepid, full of trepidation

forgetful nah twas it let out the window or forever razor startled the end complete

blotted sperm//''

But No
a sound a thought a nice tidy abstract fuck

you left but it is hard to tell the difference
so thrashed lashed viciously touched in so beautiful a fashion

fruitful and terrifying//'''

Kill Solo

His water like blood, infinitely childish
You're doing okay
Spending all the time with the revenants
You're going to die

Shave a little time off a mustache
You are left with a rage and a fear
But if you cannot brave the trust
You might as well be fucked

Alex

He invited the girafferoo, that Alex Neufeld.
How awesome.

P.S. He's a dick with a Nerf gun though.

Biggie

When I die, fuck, I want to Hell that I go there
Cause I'm a fucking lobotomy, can't you see?
Heaven's for the white crusaders, the peacocks
You pretend your life is something more
When it's something less
A black box, no holes, lack of face in this respect

Choose to smile

Buying drinks for antipathos cause em uh what?

a treasury for every communicable human disease
including but not limited to piety, heartache, and
the human fucking condition,

...man, I'm not even serious about the marks
that scratch the itchy surface without any surge of
complacent just instant rambles from a vine with no
name. Spades dig deepest when the curves of a
woman explore things and stuff.

fingers are too easy to point
so why don't you try something else

hope fuck

they whisper when she walks in a suggestive manner
I don't think she notices
straying whisper giving a toast to lack of
presence of self, or is it unbearable

Dream Boy

what! the fuck!
is wrong with our country
the United States
of slavery/subjugation

I try and try
to figure it out
all I get is
this bitter taste in my mouth
give me liberty and give me death
cause I'm so fucking done with being oppressed

the hangman's noose
is coming for you
piss stained bastards
fucking the red, white & blue

what the fuck's
wrong with being free
is that so hard to understand?
is that so hard to see?

where's my vision
of the American Dream
discrimination,
you fascists,
can't be allowed to breed

[switch up the words a bit, and it's a power violence song I recorded]

FOR REAL, MAN!

fattened up and ripe
expulsion of grimed walls
spilling away wasting away
you saw the night break the silence
shame! fear! degradation...
lies so far from here and now
can we show you
let us show you
what exactly happened here
now I am lost and gone
nothing bespoke a crescendo
but one with no vision
agency rendered useless through apathy

>drive

of course you fucking knew it
you knew it all along
i'd give my life
just to sleep again

my quiver's full of roses
bloodied up my hands and now
I'll face my own foes
I'll fake my own prose

the government
has issued me
a certificate
"Keep eyes on me"

domestic disturbance is a-ok
by me, you see,
i believe in hope and light
hiding in the flame of the dragon's tree

cutting off the oxygen
you make me so fucking frail
are you machine?
or am I just going fucking crazy?
prognosis: no casualty
just a bruised out cruiser
with a hatful of dreams

Therapy

Her beady eyes
Serving only to cut through the bile
and the quiet sighs
so fucking tiresome

Tribal Hexagram

She's a ghost, she's ambivalent. Cross drawn and
uninhibited. What's there to exchange? What's the
last place for you or me, we'll meet there now
and skip the ambiguities.

Old Airplane Thoughts

Everything is really pretty sometimes
Other days it's harder to see
I'm not always sinking
Though I may pretend

Shouldn't be so surprised
When things turn out worthwhile
Too used to being petrified
My heart's cold and calcified

But that's all I do
Throw my emotions in a corner
Complain about my lack of availability
Smoke the skull from my head
Think about taxes, how I'll never pay them
Think about live
Hope I'll make it past 20
Cause everything's jitters
And everything sucks

It works out

Seems like just a few days ago, you were all I lived for.
now it's like we're almost strangers.
. I really can't wait to see you, believe you,
,. see if we can still be us.

"Leave me the fuck alone."

This paraplegic is me in a wet dream
shock as the meds collapse cortex
burning flesh drifts cancerously
And a little bird sings

"Defenestrate me
Obliteration
This room is far too small for me
Do not condemn me"

Creatures of the Night cannot love

It's flooding here
burning the skin right off our minds
You're not alone, I fear
babe, please don't make me try
...to tell you...

Don't trust the werewolf
Do not feed the ghoul
Creatures of the night
Cannot love!
I am from Space
You've never seen it
Those fucking beasts
Have foul hearts!

If you could say
Why's the majority all the authority?
Perspective is best
When there is no air
...to choke on...

Facemask

Sidewalk flashes and bursts of life
The people are plastic bags
Billowing at the wheels of their jobs

The taxi cab makes me glad
One method of escape from this lonesome drag
"Take me downtown! In five minutes, please, now!"
We live until we cannot survive.

Our dollar bills taste like drug companies
Our fireworks replace our hunger
Pedestals with slobbering crushing businessmen
Whisper static diversions to our children.

Fuck the mirrors, they've been engineered
To disease and filth, fiction and tears
No surgery can erase eyes
And screams and confusion that hide behind those lines

Flashback that man of machines as he slowly turns his lids inside his heart, turning them lustfully inside out. Salamander the pederast looked out for the sky. He waited for it to ignite.

Ecstasy

Hate is emotion, just like love,
and emotion is the digressor
that is life, animal reaction.

Ecirth

Know truth can beget rage
in silent waiting day by day
howl sleeper in wide eyed dream
sunny day miracle
they let whispers ahh ahh
turn to shrieks ahh ahh ahh

Is it?

let it press up against you
really close, now, closer than that
really look, now, look like you aren't watching tv
really, it's difficult
I know
so do you, now
at this distance, it doesn't matter
there's no pressure, you don't even have to pay
attention
there's a little black dot
that is everything you've ever seen
but it's not you
it is

The Edited Version

His hands
so pale. Nicks and scabs
only reflections of red under
skin.
like
blood
died
in his face. Under
enormous black
grey beard,
skinny, wiry body
back hunched. Let me tell
how
this way, with
wild eyes
skinny.

"Fuck that," she said

fail out the legend
spurred ghastly finite wind
destitute and silently embodied
with soliloquy

Space Porn

Swollen
Fetid distance.
She manipulates
the isolation of sound.
Amorphous and stuck
It's distance again
calamity abides in dim lit reservoirs
spiked iced droplets entwined with
cells and arteries

black lit

Face plant she said he said screaming words from above

"and I smoke cigarettes"
"just a joke"
"not a knife"

he's going to write a book, no scratch that, he is writing a book. and he's tied up in the blackness and the grimes and he's scared but you know he's walking through the shadows of feeling

ALWAYS

and always.

sliiitch

Girls.

Punk music.

Classical.

Style.

Representation.

A beat down fool. She calls him uselesss every day but it's cool.