Stage 1
Grinning elder disappearing disappearing
Loving the time gone by gone by
Slow foxtrot (I'm laying down) down)
Piece by peace tranquillize tranquillize
Reminisce in the absence of hostility hostility
Complete deaf definity definity
Stage 2
Foxtrot is not slow anymore rather it is phlegmatic
Prolonged
Broken
I am still thinking i am
No day is Sunday
No thought is clear
Static
Beautiful
Stage 3
Try
Not playing for record
Jump
(bleep) Remember that they are the ones dead
You can take a break or stop
Jump
Look at yourself you can stop at any second you are here
The atrophied record jumps
Stage 4
Suffocating
No second left no second given to breathe
We're on the other side
This is where the mind meets the instinct and the brain becomes a fluid free of flow
I feel free
Free from thought
Free from thought
The best from invalidity
Stage 5
I care what he's saying
Am I supposed to feel
anything
Recycled
Right there is he sitting again just this time behIND A CLOSED DOOR
RECYCLED REPEAT RECYCLED REPEAT RECYCLED REPEAT RECYCLED REPEAT RECYCLED REPEAT RECYCLED REPEAT RECYCLED REPEAT REPEAT REPEAT REPEAT REPEAT REPEAT
Where am I
Give away
We cry
Stage 6
Alone
Single
The empty *****
Jun 29, 2021
Jun 29, 2021 at 5:57 PM UTC
I can only see through my I
Look at what I drew
A flat announcement of disaster -
I am better than you
I'm a satin falcon
So I salute myself
I, I, I captain
Underneath your clothes I'm wearing nothing
If I peel away your skin we're both the same
Dentists and surgeons only ever see one person
I
V
Jun 21, 2021
Jun 21, 2021 at 6:30 PM UTC
(I am standing in front of my open second floor apartment window naked for my boxer briefs briefing the nightly field)
Start with the smell of blossoming lilacs
With the night full of ambient noise
That with rare birdsongs and barks is in wonderful poise
Light poles stab out my eyes
The wet cold makes me sick
I am now the ambient noise
That is beating the hope with a stick
Jun 6, 2021
Jun 6, 2021 at 7:55 AM UTC
"(..) a perfect idea of freedom and flight, limited by nothing at all"
/Richard Bach
I used to spend days crying my eyes out on the pillow
Now I'm blowing bubbles in the park
I've become my own widow
The other side consumed itself by the dark
I'm a lark and I bark, and I bark, I bark, I bark, I bark, I bark, I bark
Not a brithmark, no scar, nor rotting tissue - it's a spark, a spark
Tomorrow I will take flight and fight
But today I'm blowing bubbles
Because no bubbles gleam rainbow in the night
May 29, 2021
May 29, 2021 at 2:46 AM UTC
"Jesus loves you, can't you see?
He loves you, and he loves me."
/Edmund McMillen
I've always known a guy from a christian band
Who made an offhand comment that the bassist is racist and the singer - a ****
I did not see remorse
Of course, due to the talking in bad faith I will not participate
Even tho I was offered a red key to unseal the ***** lock
Well, ok, to be honest, I couldn't anyways because I do quite like **** -
I vote for Dorothy's friends
But god knows he's got no ballot
Was the lock ***** - I don't know, but the ***** certainly got dusty
Here hides the reason of why I'm so angry, the case was open and shut
Dust isn't suficient - the ***** need to be cut
May 22, 2021
May 22, 2021 at 2:16 PM UTC
Don't le
Never g
Downfall is
We shouldn'
Yes.
May 12, 2021
May 12, 2021 at 6:53 PM UTC
You can talk but I still want you to leave to other masses
As long as you don't spend some days without your sunglasses
That absorb the screams of classes but not the great debaters
And, hei, don't forget your aviators
Every single thing you touch sounds plain, simple, easy
Whilst your politics and philosophy at best gets a subtitle as something ******
So live, love, laugh and money has never grown on trees
Means if I'll ever need it I'll ask for your expertise that seems to always come with ease
Like mayo on chips
Or a mayor with his chicks
But instead of beauties you have a rotten mix of hardened constructions and distractions that form in one-off interactions
Media would love you, the public as well
Whilst people would **** you to hell
Because **** you do: with all the major philosophies
But I will not ***** you 'cause of all the ******** STDs
Clap for ****** bow to gonorrhea
You won't be getting rid of those any time soon, will ya?
You know you are gaining victories to Socrates, you always come first
Are you worse than what I can get from you?
You are aware of your existential thirst
But to know something they all need to be rich
So I'll tell you what you are
You are a philosopher's *****
May 2, 2021
May 2, 2021 at 11:51 AM UTC
I imagine this is how we all die
Give me a reason to live and I might not fall down
It's 'cause of all the lower case t's I hate the big hatted clown
Alone in a burning forest:
I watched you grow, now I'll see you die
The crazy flames will put me to rest
And all the pitiful bikes can see me cry
So why won't you stop to say goodbye?
Is this broken stump a metaphor for me?
Am I balancing on the Shakespearean soliloquy?
Bouncy, bouncy, bouncy is my memory
Sour dreams made wolverine marks on my body
A few pills never killed anyone
Just pop 'em, I'll be your ******* villain
Am I displaced or are they?
Poor soul, has to work on a Monday
"I'm ashamed, I only took a few,
Please help, I must be misunderstood"
They are ignoring my ******
Invalidity
I'm losing my physical self too, this feels so great
My mind is dead weight
I promised them so I guess I should stop being a tate
One step
Another step
Another step
Another step
Another step
Another step
Another step
Another step
Another step
Another step
Otger steo
Snother step
Morw stepst
Morvw
Moew
Moq
Empty ***** has become divine
Columbine with an atrophied spine
Apr 26, 2021
Apr 26, 2021 at 6:22 PM UTC
I am the man who naked stands behind a brick wall
Engraved god's iron crosses deep in the skin
So raise your hand higher, follow my lead
I'll probably **** some boys and continue to inbreed
Heat me up, complete me with a stamp
Thou shalt always have a t on thy chest
That's my chic, this is mine camp
And I will never let my art be unblessed
I was naked and shouted say 10!
An echo blasted even bloced **** gents
Omnipotence.
Cut I bleed under bandages
We are all ****** stop me or try
Death in a dark ally, god smacks in Iowa
With one hand raised, the other gesturing I love ya
Apr 16, 2021
Apr 16, 2021 at 6:55 PM UTC
A sign says "Please don't feed the pigeons!
They will find food by making grounded decisions."
But on the grain,
Jealous and vain,
Lays a man full of broken visions.
***
People don't pick cigarettes,
Cigarettes pick people.
Apr 9, 2021
Apr 9, 2021 at 7:31 PM UTC