Friday, September 30, 2011

Better Interstellar

Your situation
is satirical
and your words
are sou lyrical
hysterectomy
links hysterical

the chalice links
the blade
Wesley Snipes
movies made
taxes unpaid

The blacks to fade
the metal to slate
the helmets of hate

General Sherman
Shadowed vermin
give German's a break

Take down this wall
and America will monitor the hall
wait until after the fall
casting
won't make the call

Satan pushes the pedal
Jesus pumps the breaks
Mountains are made
repetitive earthquakes

Oceans are salt
our bodies our water
they say that God is the father
stand up or falter
but who is your mother?

You cause an Avalanche
I pull down my pants
bully's chide
Pilgrims pride

Is Halloween so popular
cause people don't like 
who they are?

Better Interstellar
There are manufactured stars
Yeah, they have nice cars
and no visible scars

Big houses
don't make them 
any better than
you are.

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Do all my own stunts

I'm a part of this
just like you
Luke Skywalker
dangling rails
off the decks
of booze cruise...

She steps on the dogs
yelps for help
hurting, hunting
Improving self

Borrowing sawbucks
life lessons
tuff luck...

Astro turf
last day on earth
making amends
or making mirth
your last day on earth
ask Colin Firth...

The Kings Speech
sucked off by the
mechanical leech

Is life a
bitch or a beach?

Tides in
waves crash
broken hearts are lashed
together with leather
like they were
rafts

Usually life's in the 
Front...
Perverse
Preserver
Hard feeling
Soft living
Still do my own stunts...

9/26/11
12:23 a.m.
Pd...

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Oh shit, I forget.

I forget, who gives a shit?
the soul
the slick
trying to hit the licks

Two ended candle
double fisted fire kicks
sparking
lightning
trying to light both wicks...

If all the puppy's are sicks
I forget, who gives a shit
thick headed
but pencil dicked

Inspired by a poet
daring planting seeds
but not caring to grow it

you label it satanic
when its probably
all just manic

Pretend to understand
Queen of hearts on your sleeve
triple aces in your hand
it's either hitchhiking
or pounding sand...

Thumbs up your butt bitch
barrel roll
looking up from the ditch

Pale like E.T.
Taught by the T.V.
Look at me
But don't see me.

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Why is everything so goddamn important?

    What makes? 

    What's the ends? 
    What's the means?
What makes you?
You'll always think of yourself
before you attend
anothers needs

"You matter more than others"
Your ego whispers
heavy into your ear
breathy, hot...

What makes you special?
We all have it
don't pretend to care
more about mine
take your crop to market
its harvesting time

Altruism holds a special stain on my shirt
but I'm starting to get
pessimistic about
being so optimistic.

You are paramount
the next guy is king of the hill
so special like the next in line.
they probably have feelings
but not the same as mine
feeling bad while feeling fine

Take your special to market
They sign the checks on the
bottom right hand line...