(09-03-13)
Fixtures with yelling stare
Face the welcomed
Who seek horizons through thick fog
Sharp toothed in aspect
Sweet in the tongue
Eating all potential thoughts
In clusters of laundromats
Thrown in a vortex
It rushes to the head
Changing the mood to an aesthetic hole
Where gruesome acts take place
Much like bullshit
Borrowed from cordless intruments
A program with due output
Single shifted
No different than any other
God dollar without calibre
Vigilant, yet fragil
Sepia eyed, inches from a gun
BIG BOSS LADY
(09-03-13)
Trade me melodies for pieces of my hair
Thoughts and sensations
That float in their many colors
After a long journey in chaos
Ripp the cord with your creations
Ever rising to parasitic ego's
Now powered by symbolic pledges
And dumb animal looks
Ready for chemical exploitation
Forward the orgasms
Thick in consistency
Such that i may properly feel them
To give way to detonating whispering
Not suited on this theater seats
EUPHORIA BOMB STRAPPED TO THE EYE
(13-03-13)
Doors close leaving an odor
Of phsychedelic timed sequences
Induced by unsatiable craving
Sent forth like voracious serpents
Branching out eyebrows
With tools of ignorance
On back alleyways
I been cool, budgged out
A little dulled by perception
And shock value curses
Given by comedian rapists
That grow skyward
Infinitely malign
Not easily translatable
Even by today's standarts
I aspire to find answers
Maybe tempting silences
That can offer circumvent truth
Issued on assembly line
Without prescribed medication
Or daytime television
AFFIRMATION RESIN
(11-03-13)
In persute of forgiveness
Has taught patriots probing the heart
In the deepest of silences,
Chocolate maze on innocent throat
Evenly guilty, equally lost
Glass door of angry self
Onto drunken drama
Digress from backdrop persisting night
Fruit tree grown in Eden
By suave vampires on lonely war beds
And lesbian crates,
I could not empathize
The search amplified, no audiences
Yet with swollen mouth
I cried for help
Unable to make sense
To these Hell of a drug
PRIDE ASSASSIN
(13-03-13)
Pointed like thorns
An unacceptable truth
Solitude which kept on following me
Chronologically in tune
Savage and care free
With great bitter side effects
Thick in the veins
An orchestra pit kicking the brain
Hidden rhythms of alien language
Shimmer with electric lies
Insanity perpetuates from all sides
Ingesting darkness, voraciously
Just enough to quell the heart