Wednesday, August 28, 2013

the leper

in my minds eye i see the leper waiting to die only a day before i'd saved his life he seemed out of control shaking like he longed for a hole a sacrifice flawed would have to suffice pacify my lie give mercy to the spy lord, no one seen the trouble ive seen down on my knees the winds shake the trees lord, no one seen the trouble ive seen but you can see my insides no place to hide lord my love knows no bounds like bloodhounds they track me down they take my crown fit it for a clown lost waitin to be found suddenly the trumpet sounds

the FRONT

ggg come to the front we are the new intranet oh joseph you are stronger i'd like to cotton up to you rearrange the cosmic noise poised for the buyback i'm balaam's donkey ive succombed to arspoetica

creation story

the dawn dewy awakens pink nourishing a newborn into a world still woeful yet fresh without fault/fragile her mother focuses forward but flashed back to a time her hands were tied in a pose of surrender. (soldiers statue-like cry cold into palms not read without mystery) the soul child curlsyawnsyellsyowls smiles to the unbegotten strangers dull to the mystery. spaceward the father reluctantly renews his battle with regret the confusion of a species spellbound with selfish intention. suddenly the lifegiver senses her calling _she is needed_ the child will be called queen.

the devil is in the details

mullin ova the mullahs shuddrin ova the muddahs coverin up the bruddahs flutterin wit ta the luvvahhs ive been sleepin on a rollercoaster im a dangerous dinosaur

fever dream

saw my skull in the mirror didnt wanna look walked into the lagoon man i was shook opened that letter 40 inch gash my vision started to blur my goodwill was cashed caught in a blind car crash cant get off the cape runnin out of fuel gettin outta state stakin out the coupound said helllo to jack russian rebel yell a suitcase full of crack "saw my sister in need/saw my brother bleed/wanted to escape/spillin that seed" "journey to the end of the night/with that letter to send/the phantom yea the phantom/the phanton was my only friend"

cognitive dissonance

synapse lapse claps crowd proud

erotic..despotic...psychotic

ya fought it well well well?

american youth uncouth

the truth is ya just cant stop em the cop chopped my crop and i stoned em they hop and they hop and they run and they run american youth ya just cant stop em pull the reins from the east like a trolley off the tracks like a lion annoyed in his den his friend the lone wolf yelps for help under a satisfied moon cruel dawn hits like a rocket down an unearthly sound we stretch then retch and creep a sheepskin kin and prowl for eggyolks breaking towards the gates only to prowl once more american youth -ya cant stop em ya daughters are sweet but they are duuurty unbound called out mischevious in leather booths shut down in a valley escape she could wake the dead that cackle that cackle her eyeliner feeds on freedom take a minute to reflect pull the reins off this onetrack night american youth dont try to stop em

my webs gnarled in steal

my webs gnarled in steel one quarter secret chain smoking to chance i add it up to spiced chicken unramshackle the barnicled gates 33 behoven to connivance devoid of mathemactics pentameters were caught limning mongrelized sects of butterfly tuneless magnets shush galls wont wait dont tarry shes an expert shroff the sheriffs at the light its imperative were the implosion!

no 1 trak in 3033 for posterity

marshall mccluhan rod mckuen or a boston brewin flew in to ruin ya rake mucka muhafuckka sittin back laughin at my passion like a metaphysical metropolitan critic i guess its easy raggin on a schizophrenikk visits tothe clinic a month bid after i swallowed the cid in the shower with adams rib bartleby's sciv and scrilla tried to explain to the quack bout the crack and a year on the train track and my pact with jehovah asnd allah the fact is my mind aint comin back ma rack my brain for a reason for six seasons of treason trying to terrorize the heathen thought of leaving 'on a jet plane' wound up in a seance with shirley mclain cold frontin in the house of pain 'bridge ova troubled waters' left all ya daughters with the band of marauders welcome back blotter hotta than that porn with anne coulter ya grandpa and johnny travolta and b bobby bolder ya gave me the cold shoulder put that shit in ya manila folder lootin and bootin with newman and the fig newton dig take the rig rannypaul for gods sakes this is big season to risk like in 76 with carlton fisk kent state for lent i quit my masturbation fate got all pent up on a pentium sent the fee for my mafia key to lee harvey s tv free for all ta see so the town crier went all jon spenser for higher swhile neil tried to put out a fire traded him for fallon a clutch and no crutch fuck jimmy no-talent starsky much? on tour its pussy galore but future ya fams minny the moocher stitch it up with a invisible suture toot ya own horn ya were born to cut down the kids of the korn i touched out my last roach on the coach as i poached the pod for moby dick of ol cape cod as quaddafya and mafia laugh at ya rah sham rahhhmmm dont do us no harm while she haunts us pocahantus still we be plymouth rock roots as the flutes freak us out shout at the devil grab ya shovel me and jonny smith had a tiff i threw that bastard son off the newport cliff mansions in newhamphiresons

a zillion tight knit cells

celibate/circle i crossed the art ic click and slipped where no mans conception had braced for decline downward i fell hoping to find ground but none appeared was i leaving space or entering? the freedom seemed scentless senseless unburdened yet captive i became brethren to rarity as the warmth increaseed images of recurrence made playthings out of my wagering organs/origins as i stripped clean my fear the core perceived my grace i humbled myself to GRAND design the root of passage is always open fer pilgrims

sicilian chameleon

and the golden greek tower of babel and the twin peak lynched for communism/fascism numerology and qui-ante schism dante aligheri/muhammad ali

flaming velvet rimbuad

bad blood the white blueeye bad blood the newborns cry bad blood angerlustslothlies badbloodbadbloodbadblood a bold bitterness is my prize the heavy soul finally flies weighed down the final bride 12 arrive 12 arrive wicks out fixed with white light came in flight grace is zserved like unbruised fruit brutish none feared to refute? the enemy stands in the receiving line in a 3 piece suit.

a purchase street

i made my purchase i made my purchase i made my purchase yellow fingers hum when you eat chewing yer cud yr teddy bear cried addicted to yer loss yr guetemalen mustatash stashed the sisterhood ran wildflag at the gate blaktoenailed non existent matebaleen and marrow blubber as oil make yrpurchase qoahog rot wasted wasted wasted

like a burnt out chevrolet

like a burnt out chevrolet knew a girl suspended between black and white i thought she knew we all live in the gray i thought most thunk im sink sunk sick spinnin out of control so y does the stranger smile in my eye?

mona lisa

tower of pisa mona lisa mona lisa traded marys creed as i plead for maggies seed pony up ciccone old schoolie crony member december thought id befriend her the pardon in the garden ill remember you

come love

always drunk. a village sighs for reissuance. when its raining each drop awash in a tempest seems inconsequential until the land is parched.recycles and makes anew.i cannot perceive the ocean-i am a mouse.open my memory as it purges out of its hollow shell.type dont think.trancing..come love scrub me clean.lets reside in our mountain.sock it to em in the 8th inning.steal survival of the unfit.jog out my demons-oh scrub me clean.whitewash open the books were gpoing into the squall religiousity outta the ballot box mikroswify i got a hawkno dove policy-lion of the jungle arise..i havent got time to explain spawn children writeout sentences for the histories of the young. i dont now ppl its now pppl. oh ya morphing profuseer into starry caverns of base metal deevolutionary r eflex chart the course come into mutual society nice to meet you..first day on the job? what have you heard so far?where do you find yerself fitting in? come lets talk about yer assignments come love