IF for a moment then this moment
that if any where truer
hours would weep and time should die
IF for a moment then now is ready
that sweetest of knowing
When all is well and love alive.
:: 10-15-2018 ::
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OCTOBER 15, 2018: 10:42 PM CST
NULLIFY
you can take the positive you can take the negative
and nullify the middle life and live your life in zombie land
but are you satisfied living one foot in paradise
and the other within oblivion
So you change your face and you change your ways
mix up your speech and all you think you know
and leave the rest by the road
but the positive and the negative
nullify the middle life and you find yourself
within the darkest land of empty souls
you’ll never know you’ll never know
what its like to live a life
inside of paradise
so you nullify
nullify your life
:: 10-11-2018 ::
A PLACE CALLED 30 MILLIMETER
PEOPLE call me just to say hell
people call me just to say low
and inside of my darkness
inside of this nightmare
is my prison cell
is my contusion
is my confusion
and i’m not well i’m kind of ill
just sick feeling pain
oh let it rain just let it rain
i have to disengage all this rage
and call upon a priest for blasphemy
inside of me it’s inside of me
like a cat fighting zero gravity
all alone all alone
down to the bone
so sorry now but i gotta go
let me go all alone.
:: 10-11-2018 ::
NEAREST IS CLOSER
Nearest is closer than furtherest dead
will you walk with me i am stepping
over tomorrow into my wonderful-est
dreams over and beyond nearest
further than furtherest within my head
and of my heart are melodious feelings
will you walk with me i am stepping
over tomorrow and into a bliss
where tenderest is softest as love
As nearest is closer than furtherest dead
:: 10-07—–2018
PHENOMENAL GIFT
IF it all ends with you I shall extend my hand
and pinch time into two butterflies.
Do you see the orchestral skies? It is teaching
the stars a new dance for the world’s coming
funeral and the eyes of mystery are now weeping
for the blue-white jewel. The Sun knows and she
is aching. and every bird. Sings one less song
each day.
The phenomenal gift called death.
:: 10-06-2018
SQuEEZeD
SQUEEZED is my brain so i think nothing like no thing
stitched partly into vengeance and frozen time Madness
i can hear the poisoning troop of deception cloaked behind
lies calling me
ooh oh ooh aah ah aah
so show me ruin show me evil
show me unsee-able things
i will show you armor
i will show you strength
i will slay you from now
until the very end of time
some call me nothing
some call me conscious
some call me love
I AM HEARTBREAK
:: 10-06-2018 ::
MANIACAL MANNEQUIN
EAT me maniacal mannequin
kiss my wishes. i am a broken
misunderstanding that only you
can understand AND SO the sun
Falls down across the erecting
Moon –the movers fell into
gracious love with the shakers
so lick me maniacal mannequin
and hold me until my skin turns
porcelain-blue like your heart.
:: 10-05—–2018 ::
ERASED EXISTENZ AM i
Creep. Inch-Crawl here.
Thrum’p dead weight slide
Join-locked SNAPPED
knee raised /
/
<FOOT) swoop goes
that beast down the alley
of arrow needs || caused my eyes
to hemorrhage S h at tereD my
heart & MIND. Threw away UP
over and beyond hope @shameless
@ erased existenz am i — YES.
:: 10-05-2018 ::
EARTHWORM
FATIGUED and humbled
are the moments
like stretched-broken
dreams of bottomless
desire // call me never
—desired by no one
My name : emptiness
. Nickname: ruinous.
The earthworm needs me.
Evil curses my tolerance.
The world absolutely
B R O K E N. \\
:: 10-05-2018 ::
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