The cigarette I had afterwards
Felt better than every time we had *** combined

Basically,
I'd rather get cancer

If having *** was getting ******
I was drowning in it
But somehow you're okay with me ramming my **** into your skull
And this letter will be the mindfuck

Let me extrapolate
So extra!
pull those sheets off the bed late at night because you made a ******* mess again
And I don't enjoy laying in wet sheets

Because having to hold your head out of the toilet when you threw up from partying like a Highschool sophomore got old pretty ****** quick

And having to be the answer to every problem you had
trying to tell you how to fix it on your own
Was like handing you a loaded pistol, helping you aim at the target,
And then watching you shoot yourself in the foot

If sitcoms were ****** tunes
And you were still too simple to get it
That'd be my favorite ******* show

Until it bursts through the tv screen and moves all its baggage into the room where my writing desk used to be

I can't wait to beat the *** of the love child you thought we had
Shake and wake it up
Tell him the tooth fairy doesn't exist
And no matter how much **** she talks
That he will walk away with less money in the end
And all it will take is a fleshy hole to remind him of her

Your sugar daddy has a cavity
And before I replace it with a tooth wrapped up in a gold ring
I'm pulling you out
I guess you'll know what it feels like now?

Because for every time you made an excuse
I ran around in circles to
made sure you were happy
And when I got to the end of the marathon
You made me take you by the hand and walk to buy you ice cream

“Daddy” is not for grown ups
So don't act like it was serious
All you did was child's play
You wanted me to be a single father who ****** his daughter's brains out every night
And bought her toys whenever she wanted

If that was love
You were a game
And I got played

And.
it's ******* disgusting

Pull back iron curtains
Walk through walls of beads
Open the door to experience

Overzealousness is misunderstood
And you've misunderstood it if you're overzealous

Hippies, Social Justice, Radical Terrorism

Pacifists are babies and babies need pacifiers
Says a hellraiser that would rise to heaven if only he rose above

Swing the pendulum from left to right
And you'll see that whoever picked a side
Was stupid

That's why I prefer Foucaults
Take a trip around the world for once

See every face over time
Clock faces make good mirrors
If you'd like to reflect on the past

Truth hurts
Warfare and peace
Left wings and right wings never helped us fly
But everyone is high on something
They're all guaranteed altitude sickness

Parties
Races
Countries
Politics ruin culture

This world has been sawn into concrete squares
Everyone is boring and good luck changing something that's set in stone

So sweetly a conducting hand lay
Sonnets across the woods
By nature
Tis farewell

So great a tear I shed for beauty
Never seen again
But new life has begun
Divinity is left at the corners of our vision

Thanks for the drop
So Seemingly accidental
Kicked like a pebble along this gravel-road time line

I turn and glance a mirror
How introspective.

My ***** cragged shell
My thoughts tainted by my odious flesh
Mississippi catfish have seen better days

I can only swim backward if I’ve  finally seen the danger
And the warning signs come a flooding
Crawdads taught me well.

A clam diving headlong into the sludge
Detritus never felt so comforting

Sand in my eyes
Sand in my eyes
Exfoliate your corneas boy!

Rotten fruit never tasted so good
Spoiled milk and flies
A dog to its own *****

Thanks for the shock collar
The pound
The castration
Hand that feeds
How sweet and tender-hearted
You cherish your convenience

I am a cursed man
Born dead
Alive and dead once again
As time is slowly ticking

I gasp for air
Salt water
Light to relieve me of crippling water pressure
It’s too dark down here

Why is the end of the tunnel above the surface?
I can’t breathe up there

Throw me a line
Yank me away
To an abrasive serenity at the hand of a fisherman in the kitchen sink

A plastic ring will do nicely
Might as well sink and feed my brothers
Might as well think to myself
Rather than lead others

Might as well smudge my words so that no one can read what I wrote
With the needle in my side

My thorns are innate
Yet I wield them as stripes
My fillet is laid
Across the plate at the last supper

My time as a bottom feeder is through

When you get old
You do old people things

Sit around the Bible and make shadow puppets

Time
Flies faster than we can remember

We get high
And forget the rest of
Life that we’ve lived
For the worse or the better

But at least we feel good

Candy in the jar
Cigarette staining the wall paper
Vicodin on tap
And a smile knowing death is coming soon

We are ******
Til we die

So were our parents
I guess we had to be conceived somehow
we just got lucky enough to contract this S.T.D. Called life

And it’s killing us

Then we get brain-bent over
****** by reality
She is not gentle
But we need her

We take out whatever we believe in
On her
And then we **** her back
A fist in the air
As we stake a claim
To the world she showed us

Plunging our flags into her soft earth
Erecting whatever we see fit
Cramming her full of our essence

We are here!
Let me impregnate you!
Spreading our life all over the face of her globe

She stretches her canyons wider than before
After all, She has to accommodate our ego now

She swallows every inch
And as she spreads, still wider
We fall into that glowing space in between

Tectonic plates are her payback
This is her stomping ground
It’s her turn for ******
She reaches her peak at Vesuvius
Releasing all her warmth in flows of magma and heated and batted eyelashes

We have a mistress
And she knows it too well

I’ve been ******* so long it’s all I know
She taught us well
It’s only **** until you start pushing back

My own species
My planet

Let us gaze into free will
Live as the earth
And we will see we are no better than that which we despise

God doesn’t force our hand
But craves our heart
The world is the only cruelty he gave us
And the rest is still left on our shoulders as we disrobe

Train stations of thought
Ideas all meeting at once
Concepts jumping tracks
Unorthodoxy hopping empty cars
Hitchhiking onto the edge of my philosophies

Runaway trains
Head on collisions
Hypocrisy
And contradictions
What a wreck.

And when the passengers get here
They never stop moving
New positions are always hiring
Since Neurons are always firing

Conductors conducting
Railway seminars
Ted talks a lot
But the passengers leave enlightened
Sharing ideas with other train stations
Miles and miles away

So keep the trains on schedule
Keep the trains on track
Train tracks tracking
New thoughts
Through open minds

Steam will be pouring off my every word
So keep the engines  running hot
I'll be a dragon before too long
Spitting fire

But when the philosophy gets too honest
I have to stay cold
Call it a polar express-ion of thought

All aboard!
Research when I get bored
Stay awake at 4am
Listen to the gears turn in the engine room

The whistle is blowing
Ideas chugging along with enough power
To flatten the pennies I laid there
Intellectual suicide
Of misconceptualized life

Smash your two cents
That buys the ticket
Learn to travel
Learn and travel
Travel your learning

Take the train