this kind of death is enough for you

I apologize if for any of you if for you any apology is I for any.

- paradigm of human objectivity

- sublime presumption

- withered pieties

- antediluvian eons

death guides

Spiral vertebrae

The people with the backwards eyelids

Three impossibly black beards

A telescope that sees in every direction

The Devil's wings painted over my heart

Horns sprout from a headache

The true last taste, lost

Bet

third scar in demand devil's whisper dripping

paint off the plant while dirty seams

tear a hole stitch wide flat spaces

into disgruntled abstractions abstruse

and contrived rope twisted on the

skeleton hand it descended from view

as we left our safe harbors for

the bleakness of knowledge safe only

in our truest understandings fraught

through miserable prehistoric graveyards

where I left my beliefs then once

it was always before forgotten allies

skidded jerked and scraped behind

closed metal glass doors like the

windows that tore us from infinity so

far ago left sideways on concrete

drops the polar definition of a surprised

denial echoes to evince tragic timed

travesties lost feeling in every part

of my body lost sight of everything

oh what the hell I am not the

one I need to place your trust

in red streaks couldn't have better

indicated the sure slow safe bet.

staghorn

the little file devised an alternative to convenience

a side-by-side delinquent apparition

contrived to be described in paper lights

billowed oxygen floodgates between

Our noses have started to fuse gently the

cohesion our fingernails are breeding

a nice eternal symmetry while our faces

are biting each others' lips our ears

taste only the beat of animal organs

our arms freedom to our chests as

we press arm over arm leg over

belly our belly only one our hips

vessels of expressive joy our eyes

itching while kissing while tugging at

walls sounding a call come here right

now our brains are growing more

great and disparate while seeing the

truth finally our resignation from an

existence in loneliness our determination

as much from our hearts as our love

smearmouth

you've
got it backwards
you're proceeding through
a system that doesn't care
about your place, your monumental
contribution.

be.more.
than.your.
surroundings

die for
a cause

Negative affirmation
-embody corruption,
-enable rebirth,
-transcend human filth,
-realize human dreams.

//end

Exit Control

can't take it
can't live with this
everything is wrong
spinning too rapidly
whose smile is that
the teeth are showing
can't fake it
can't believe in this
black coffee white lies
black teeth white noise
black tendons white light
black out white Christmas
living in the middle of it all
middle of nowhere by 5 o'clock
tied to each other
by our fingers
my heart is my brother's
we are not sinners
can't shake it
can't be free of this
met you in my dreams
and we disappeared.

Happy 4/20

Support the legalization of marijuana, or you're an ignorant, brutish whore!

you make these letters
turn into nines
holy man said it better
turn away when you cry
bright face, lost space
I'll admire this city from afar
fright case, commonplace
white woman, leave this door ajar
red woman, your eyes are open
you haven't quite got it right
there was one spot
you didn't check
in a cave, on a boat
in a death threat
milk and cobwebs kept me awake
while her loving word kept me dry
this is the first path I will take
nameless terror at the sun's first light
you're not growing older
I'm just getting smaller
those intrusive thoughts
squander your innocence
don't let it get louder

After the Eye

slipping on ice
that's how you know it's not a joke
broken down trucks
an incendiary romance
soft touch, rock and rust
she left a mark on my neck
about two feet long
acid spit from Turkish lips
flywheel dropping down
sky fell when I saw you
eels licking the cockles
of an underground heart
broke off the fingers
of an iron god
spick and span denial
remedies of water and wine
this contemptuous lullaby
forgetting all of last Saturday
mix your thoughts up with mine

but my friends are all drug users!

framing everything in
definitives leaves
no room for potential

i've been paid the wages of sin
and i've died and returned again
all it takes is to be told that freedom
is penitence
then ensnarement is all the
rapture left viable
he sits around cause that's the closest
he'll come to dying

fish out of water
only sees the bad in life
last day of swimming

Silence is sterling, that is
ambiguous leitmotif to elucidate
your sideways medicine

Childlike Robot

bite throw a door your teeth made of glass
the anchors you lost in your silent past
and they came in the gutters tasted it
shutters closed doors and rimmed in cake
filth cake or trained discrepancy pushed
back to your back drip swiveling spine
house of lights you're the darkest tonight
flavor like squish I broke it
one of these must be left alone
not for my sake like I said it's not my cake
licked ink clean of wounds no.

open face

I.

Fly by distraction
drive by killing
you're not so lucky
this time

II.

say hello to the lonely
ask em where they're going
this is a long night
and things just changed

III.

travel the world
experience new people
understand everything
forget to do things
start from the end
light a face on fire
break your heart
it'll make you better

Anti-inspirationals

GOOD THINGS COME TO
THOSE WHO ARE IN HELL

learn to
make
yourself
dead

violent & neurotic

being happy isn't
important at all

you can't choose happiness
so shut the fuck up
enjoy the weather

if you always need hope,
you're totally fucked.

Space Jesus Manifesto

Quit your job
Buy a gun
Get bullets
Fall in love
Shoot your head

if you died in a crash,
i'd lick a socket

I don't think
missiles help with
peace, military-
industrial complex.

put down your
fucking phone,
did you forget
i'm right here?

"I am the author of a billion space tragedies."

Thousandstar (lyrics)

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thousandstar

break my bones in half
and smash my fucking head in
you gotta be everything you want
you gotta be everything you want
you gotta be everything you want

lick the inside of your skull
and break it off and feed it to the gulls
lick the inside of your skull
and break it off and give it to the gulls

you... rot
you... rot!

smoke in coffins
the bloodiest neck
tie off the tie
spy on the night

I would never crack a smile!
I would never say this:
"I'll never see your face again,
that's all right with me."

break my bones in half
and smash my fucking head in
you gotta be everything you want
you gotta be everything you want
you gotta be everything you want

Hand Stomp Eyes (lyrics)

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hand stomp eyes

eating lithium for breakfast
broken down like scum
nothing left but all shatters
two... two broken thumbs

nothing found in all the shards
no one found a way
you expect a sprawl
cause you don't have anything at all... at all

open your eyelids
get a pill for gas

you're not trapped in your brain
you're trapped in your soul
close the fucking door
on your head

you've got a reason or two
but I haven't heard
no I haven't heard a good one yet
not a single fucking good one yet

open your eyelids
get a pill for gas

Ball of Consternation (lyrics)

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ball of consternation

all angled wrong
inside your brain

diagonals and geometric perversions
left under construction
(left under construction!)
left under construction
(left under!)

diabolic and unnerving
(she's swerving!)
coma-consciousness is love!

I forgot my name
when I drifted ashore
sun blazed on my back
rags around my waist

red screams! for white noise!
signal distortion, frequency break up
I can no longer make out
the resolution!

challenge yourself with compromise
the flutes and the axes
the lute and the matches
where the fuck am I?
whose voice exits my lips?

there is a tower in the distance
but I cannot dare to travel
in my current lack of mind

she regained her composure
a circus in her eyes

why are you following me?
remove me from your sight.

Pleasure

the triumph of the mother tongue
sparkling twisted words
advantageous in example
don't sleep when your mind's not
afraid of hope

Did you see that clown with
his cigarette dropping
from his fingers?
He is stronger.

STASIS

Body in TIME
AND
S P A C E

"On Tuesday, I just came
back from the land of
the dead."

There are no surroundings,
just immediate contexts.
Architecture is mind control.

Highlighted forms...
overcoming
confusion?

heightened awareness
of oneness with
nature

It was destroyed

monolith
that ruined dynasty
two thousand
fucked years
of ancient civilization

I recognize the truth
in your word
I'm mesmerized
30 million feet under sea level

Scoops!

memory memory mesmerized by a train
teeth rest so unnaturally in my jaw
serpentine crystalline fractals in my brain
entrenched neural pathways
vessel for expression

"Dude, where's
the waterfall?"

utopia
in
individual,
requirement
of lack of
identity

iatrogenic

dragon lady

you're gonna be bigtime
you're gonna roadkill
I wanna taste your face
in blue and white
living inside of a box
you got three

Psychedelic Skull

As I sit here writing, I just can't shake
these positive feelings. I want to break 'em
apart, preserve my consistent perspective.
But there's that four-letter benediction again.

Dearmament

A rhino is the most violent animal.
Its only motives are to befriend and to mutilate.
Throw the piece out the window, you're going psycho.
Each motive is of such pure intent.
There is no price for self-awareness, just reality.
Twenties are not meant for waiters and hotel personnel.
White light white noise white translated squandered time.

reach

Lamprey oxygen fed through intravenous tubes
Impassive growls emanated from choke holes
Light crawling through vapor trails so separate from desire.
Entranced by a collective dream... or hallucination
Rain fallen cold on the ancient man's back
His sorrows keep him warm in blistering night.
Impartial and unawake you crept round the corners

Yes good news

two-toned trees, bark stripped bare by winter
a father and daughter above the bridge
churches breaching the flatness with toothy spires
one thousand miles of wires rising to meet the sky
walls a blur on my left, factories spill on my right
crows in the dead trees trying to envelope old bricks
outside the door of a crowded bar, observing only departures

Hello Again

It's 2011, where is the time going.