I hate everybody


I hate dogs
I hate ice cream
I hate children
I hate cars
I hate green
I hate leather shoes

I saw a painting of Adolf in the library
sitting among the Israeli cannibal

I wanted to go dancing

I still have my last 25 coins

I **** you

Disembodied
head rolls along the dirt

Shiny lavender smile
and painted disposition
I slip my fingers inside
It screams
and the door jams

Your teeth fall out
and the good Samaritan raises its fist

"We are but servants of the serpent"

Another ******* slides in,
And it gets bent.
Foot goes up the whole
And the fetus desolves into acidic gel
We are expatriates
The son is good
and the sun is warm

Endless neuroses

pulling the trigger takes courage
Jumping from a burning building
Is an of act of desperation
Where this ends I don't know
I keep walking towards the fire

This is the beginning
****** off in my head again
today
it's all the same

Plastic people
Hold my hand
Light a fire so I can dance
Tonight
So uptight

And we got nothing to lose today
And we got nothing to do or say
And we got nothing to lose

Dead corpses
Line the streets
Feeding all the children and the strays
It's all so grey

Picking up pennies for my slavery
Spent it all on my pain
It's another day

And we got nothing to lose

No escaping it
I see it everywhere
Crawling into their brains
& into mine
Making me numb and apathetic
titillated with the understanding of trivial knowledge
Knowing my neighbor's
trip to Costa Rica
& Breakfast sandwich
rather than knowing my neighbor
Clubbed into submission
among weak and docile beings
Masculinized women
& feminine men
Wearing glass of automated knowledge
Sharing nothing
But the sadness of consciousness
In world that's asleep
We gave birth to AI so
a facsimile of life could go on,
when everywhere else is death

Cough drops
fried food
Chairs and
Dogs
Skittering
Humans in motion
Emotional prying
Faith in midair
Jumping towards sun

Ha ha ha
you're a believer
Take your sketch to iguana

Now I see it's too long
What more can not be done

Perhaps it is of no use
then will you make the mistake of choosing it?
If it had a chance, sure, but otherwise skip around yer eels, your heels are cloudy love, now and then
you can trap a disaster.
right around the throat don't let it
go
I loved once too

It goes in the slot,
****** it in tighter as tight as you can so sparks start flying out and the thing starts to smoke, then shove it in with your hand and fist like a forceful piston til the thing is vibrating and ready to explode with the juice leaking out and creating a puddle. Continue with this thrusting motion for a good few seconds until the pickle eventually loosens from the jar and apply to your sandwich for your hearty brunch

Eliott Smith presumably stabbed himself in the heart(but in all likelihood was murdered)
but in either case I now understand why

we smoked the hookah for a bit more and listened to some records. We had huge *** subwoofer speakers that stood 8 feet tall that we got from goodwill for $20 that would rattle the street. The neighbor was deaf though so he didn't care but would complain of the vibration; we would lower it to accommodate him, he was a decent guy.
We'd play HIghway 61 by Bob Dylan, which we listenened to nearly every time we hung out, Velvet underground - Velvet Undergound, Neil young-  on the beach, Pink Floyd- Animals, and Led zeppelin 4. The classics. We didn't like that filthy hip hop which was so much the rage; I liked some, but the repetition wears. You can't enjoy a hip-hop album, just individual songs.
    Then eventually the coals were reduced to ash on the *** and you'd blow it away like a dandelion to clean it off. Pat's dad Bill came out again at this time.
"PAT, I'm hungry. We need Ihop. NOW. NOW" He'd say while shaking and in a daze.
"AND I NEED ANOTHER GLASS, you gave me a PUSSSY shot the last time"
Pat filled Bill's glass a third.
"Dad if you're driving, then you can't drink too much"
"I KNOW I don't want to LOSE my licesnce again "
It was his 2nd DUI. He seemed alright to drive though; he'd sleep off his drunks pretty quickly; maybe the 2 hours sobered him enough.
   Anyway we started down the road whilst sweat dripped from Bill's reddened face & as he clutched the wheel with violence.
Today would be a fine day to die I thought

I went in to get a piercing
from my ex

After she finished we walked outside and talked a bit, about the usual and then hugged.
I felt very lonely in her
presence and it made me realize
that human beings are disappointing
We are but flesh &
hope

Stay away
plastic people. I don't want your neon lights & your katamine brain
; I want to flop in a large pool as the collectors dive on mint

Leave me be
Let me swallow up life while you
keep working for nothing;
Slaves need their masters to feel free
I am but a discorded sellout

Pay me nothing

To plunge my knife into your sternum
Would be too much effort
You breathe because I am
indifferent
  the
Wandering soul sits idle in a bush
awaiting your tempered heart
& jovial face
The angry ones swallow whole
all the foolish ones,
     prancing about with so little care. You make it easy to hate & hate is how we
survive

bitter and cruel
Gelatinous
eye slits
tongue deep in the wound
******* all life
from my child
The moon is cold
& the wolves sleep
we hear your screams like treason
You weren't the first to feel pain
You won't be the last

Tapioca
Weathered
# 9
You were shot in the morning
I loved you
I hear your voice
You speak to me
All you need is love
But the hate sometimes
Gets its way

Let's be friends and lovers
All time is an illusion
it didn't matter

anemic
emboldened
last dance dalliances

The literary equivalent of taking a big
**** in her mouth
Gouged out
And running to the ground
Down to your pretty toes

stomped on
A pigeonheld coward
Subservient to form rather than flow
Take out a loan
Go home
Spill your load
I've seen enough
You talk too much
& not enough

Famous ,5am poem

canned thunder
lofi beats
Snoring cat
Blender upstairs
Fat raccoon
eating larded trash
Moon is full
Rain is wet
Grass is cut
Window is open
Eyes are heavy
Nowhere to go
Still trying to dream
See you
when we wake
up


j

My back hurts real bad
she called me to tell me she doesn't wanna talk

I ate a serving of rice
& A pepperoni
Condensed
Grape
substrate

My eyes hurt
I bleed in my gums
I *** a lot

I watch a show about lengthy dogs
Pick up your watch
Leave me alone
Leave me alone

Dont

Strung up like a lantern
grey
& Fruitful
Bitter tears& strains of pain
& Glass

youre So beautiful
In
red
& the birds keep
chirping

I have obvious brain damage.
my perception is distorted
My fingers look foreign. The words come out weird. My internal monologue is stifled.
But I persist.
What's normal to you
Is abnormal to the next guy.
I'll still write a masterpiece with this broken brain;
I'll still see the world with murky eyes.
I've lived much longer than expected.
Everyday is a bonus.
Every new poem, every new song, every new
creation is a miracle.
an act of defiance
I'm glad I've left something - and I'm stronger than I thought

Time is relative.
The future present and past are all one.
Somewhere you've just been born
& Somewhere you are already decreased.
A spaceship could take you to see.
With your lips frozen
And heart still

What were your memories, hopes and dreams?
What did you make it mean?

And why did you ever worry

I've lived a thousand lives
I've sat at thrones
And curled under paper blankets
I've folded my heart
for the vengeful & decadent

I've bled into a gaping chasm
& sold my soul for pennies
, lost all semblance of sanity
incalculable times .
Despaired at the scenic
destruction of a planet amidst competing interests.
Gouged out my eyes so I could see
Suckled at the teet of angels, &
tortured by ravenous imps
smattered in black sorrow.

I have lived,. And I have died.
I exist.
And I see the silver lining.
Somewhere behind the great curtain

In a floating orb
With hands outstretched and
a severed tongue
Crying at the stairs. Bleeding into the night
Hysterical
And assaulted with the bleak reality of an
existence spent blind
I want to see you and understand
I want to love without hurting
Light without the abyss
I am here, and I've been
waiting for something to finally make
sense
because the pain is beyond all
comprehension

Feels good to write something
Feels good to remember that I can still speak
I still feel something
whilst floating in this spirit world
I don't know how long I have
But I still have my words

Feel free

Feel the tingly sensation in my abdomen
I feel the nauseaus spirit envelop my carapace

I see the old one walking along the deep divide

I feel free
And everything is stale
Depleted dopamine
Latching onto routine, burning it down with spontaneity
I like living, I really do, but only when it's without
restraint
Always remember that you're gonna die, and fairly soon too
Freedom isn't free

Generated on September 12

**** out a window
Took a **** in a coffee mug

Whipped a baby with cordage

"The payment is due on excursion"
Lamenting lost youth

Eyes of fire
Palestine  is like a bowl of guava

I voted 6 months early
Disqualified for the pale legion

Have you checked up on yourself lately?

Read the signs
Do what's right

Take a loan out
Give to everyone
Get nothing back

It's the way of heaven

Doesn't know I exist
Under a bed somewhere
Sweltering heat
Still & quiet
Dreary like a window pane

I walked to the beach earlier & saw
the crowd
Waves hit the precipice
Yesterday was one of the best days in a while
Today felt like real death
Stale & hopeless
Full of regret
I'm sorry for what I am

the horror eclipses anything I could've possibly imagined
I've been punished all through this life
for nothing
As a kid I was good hearted, I felt sympathy and compassion,
now I take comfort in the downfall of my fellow
man
or at least feel apathetic in their misfortune
I'm a sociopath; I only look out for my gain.
I wasn't wired this way initially but I learned to adapt
Now that I'm nearing 30
I hope for a modicum of peace, and if not for hope, I'll make it that way
I don't put my faith in a god or higher power because it's only managed to fail me innumerable times
But despite the set backs, I win.
I was set to die and yet here I am.
30
Ancient
Full of self assuredness, invulnerable to the torment, hard as steel
Thirty
You ******* tried and failed

Now every day after is a bonus.
I love me

& I love you too. Sometimes

It's 5:32 and I'm awake
as I hear my neighbor stepping into his truck to go lay gravel

I've been touching myself and reminiscing
I've been hungry for 2 hours but my brother is sleeping on the couch and I don't wanna disturb him making a tuna melt

My situationship
Is nearing its end.  She's not in the mood anymore, so they say; 'not feeling well'
Perfectly ambiguous
I'm not feeling well yet I still comfort you when you threaten suicide on a near weekly basis

I'm looking out the window now and I see trees
I see nowhereland and faint murmuring, the screams of my future vessel
Saying get out

I must get out
and find a new way
Somewhere towards life

I thought Id have 13 kids and live in a castle
With a fat *****
On my lap

I thought Id have a gold suit in Napa
I thought Id have a car
And food

I thought I'd be a democrst and vote for the candidate that resembles my nephew

I thought Id ride a bike
I thought I'd **** myself and eat a moose
I thought Id touch my ***** and get a paper wet

I thought Id think I thought
I thought I'd be asleep by now
I thought Id do something productive
I thought Id be a human
I thought Id be a ghost like them
I thought Id be a contender
I thought I'd be forgiven

I heard the tune goes like
la laa laa nah da daa
the trombone fish breath make mint filth frolickers
And gnome nosed needled toes take the token
Too far
la daa nah dahh lee nah
Happenstance and zero hour
awake for a pedigree deciple
Green brown black
Heart attack
Laughing like a dog it's time for a snack
Don't look back
Laa dee dahhh ***** laa dee

The crumpled fist, and the removed go seeking their Messiah
I put dusk in your lungs
Youre dead to me
Dead like my future

Derelict in the chu chu
  frightened by life
pig **** scraped up in the bile vacuum
Your ***** half-hanging
g your ******* loose
a jar of flies
& Clown juice
13 halves  & 1 whole spectrum of decay

The warring tribes silently plunder the peaceful nation
admist negotiations of embezzled money
the small hat crowd throws bombs on hospitals of children
The violin player sits with his mistress singing songs about
Satan
& His bewilderment
The ****** and unfucked go devirgining the congregation of small eyed
fairies
Im still awake,
And it's 3:46
And I have nothing to do
Im now completely cooked
So they say
I wish I was a supernova star

It's late in the morning
And my eyes are on you

Someone is talking in the other room
About Russia

We're leaving our robes on and walkong into the grass

Let me follow you today

As long as I'm awake
I'll still be sleeping
Wondering what went wrong with my soul

My body is failing in sense
got.liquid ****
Or that could be the onion rings and chicken fingers

My **** is obscured by a sock of fat
My feet are like that of an ox
I can **** but it takes a hefty heave
Tongue on my nuts
I have a deaf baby here
Golden arches

I genuinely want to die.

The hotlines don't help
The hospitals and doctors throw drugs at you
People are only sympathetic to a point then offer their platitudes;
how dare you feel ill and disillusioned.
Yes I've tried exercise, I've been lifting for 12 years
Yes, I've tried walking, i have 2 legs.

I know I'll feel better. But right now I could be put down like a dog.
Years of agony and I've only gotten weaker. But we persist because we're stubborn, and surely
stupid.
I look forward to the midnight sun.
Beautiful as always

I know I'm saying goodbye now
It's why I kept my reservations because I knew we'd get here, even through all the intimate moments, it's always just talk.
Just the next time you say you belong to someone I hope you remember me.
Looking into their hopeful eyes knowing full well you have no intention of honoring the promise.
**** my life.

I'm too old to care, yet here I am

Brain is full of ****
Feel like I'm looking at a ***** mirror
This screen
seems smudged even though it isn't
the words are spinning in faint coherence

Im so tired of it all
I'm not even 30 & I already feel condemned.
I keep losing friends and acquaintances and 'love' and continue to rot
    in still motion.
I'm flabby and muscles are beginning to atrophy;
My cat ****** on my leg.
I ****** a hamster
And some drifter for a ticket to moulin rouge.
I took a risk the other day though; I'm going to set out and travel. It's what I've always wanted.
See the world from the eyes of a stranger.
I've dreamed 10 lives and I have another 9 to waste.
And this one was given away

Gonna spill the guts
& lick the *****
& eat the liver
And pack the belly full of sand
and dance in the sun. & cry
in the moon
& parade in the afternoon. And
**** the ******.
tight and painful
And spit on the idol
cold and pale
_& dance along the street
& pray to false prophets
& bleed for &
agonize over dreams of salt
running towards nowhere
running towards the infinite

.
What more is left

Alone in the woods
The crickets chirp
The moonlight spills into the tent
My head aches a little
But I feel good

Full body shivers,
The pillow is nice and
my back is stiff along the dirt floor
As it should be

I'm still one man out here
But I feel free
And I feel a little broken
But that's fine too
I never wanted to be perfect

Nobody belongs to me
You don't belong to me
I wish you did, I wish this was permanent but love is temporary like life itself
It's conditional
I get sick and withdraw as a result and I feel you pull back
I see your performative displays, pictures for everyone but me
Attention elsewhere the second I don't supply it
And I'm content;
I already knew this, but it still hurts.
It hurts knowing that all we built were words
You'll never be mine,
It was just my turn

Your smile was brilliant
like a snow dust portrait in the fall

I could see you then, alive, full of something.
Life hadn't beaten you down yet..
Your smile, still vibrant,
and the pain merely implied.
You had so much more to do; I'm sorry you didn't get to see it.
But I'll take this burden from you. & you
can live with the angels

I'm living in a sort of dissociated daze
I don't feel real. I don't feel the warmth or love or intimate affection that I used to amongst supposed romantic partners. I feel detached and dizzy, ill.
I've gone through this before however, countless times. Numerous personality changes. I was different a month ago, more assured, more positive and in a spiritual frame of mine. Now I'm slightly nihilistic with a lingering fantasy for homicide; I wonder how it'd feel stabbing and gutting someone because I know it'd be like stabbing myself; we're all manifestations of the same spirit (energy). You're me, and I'm you. When you take a **** in the morning , I feel you expending that waste.

But this is rambling. I guess the point is im here and I'm getting tired with these life circumstances. I am merely existing;, and the remedy is to live spontaneously. I don't want to die with regrets. I made it to 30 (almost). Time to see if it was all worth it. But really it's nothing too serious. It's a joke really; give up, and find freedom. Let it all go, let all the prejudice die. Youre not what society or your parents expect from you; you are a being of free agency, alive and in the present, beautiful, fearless, unmolested, still born

I am a nothing man,
I sore amongst the eagles. I play with the itinerate dish wash band, I plant my seeds in the field of excess.
I watch your governments crumble and your
women ***** themselves for pocket change;
I see the rolling hills and the divide and cascade and assorted minutia.
I may not have much but I have time, and time only exists in the mind. So why cry

God is here
He's got a big face
There's children in the garage
This is wasting ink
Writing for a son
Nowhere to be found

Put a fist up my head
Saw 3 truths
1 about blowing smoke
2 about talking to strangers

Hopefully I can find the meaning down the road
I'm a little sick
And it's whatever
This time it's now

Awake with pain in this place
Couldn't dream was crying in a disaster place
Reluctant to shed light when wounded
I **** your god with a knife & your daughter
with a smile
Be conscious

I have very low self esteem
This is very apparent

feel



Sitting on a porch
Grossed out by the black and unwillingness to try
Ive been defeated
So sad the battle is




I'm sorry to my love
I'm a coward
Because I don't even have the ***** to say it
It's sad


Gonna publish this
So painfully self aware
So uptight
**** rententive
The abuse is evident
Let go
Little boy
It's okay
It's all okay
I love you
Be strong
Existence is something

Mushrooms
My lady is staring at me with love
Bono is being weird
I wrote a little poem
This is fun
I probably have brain stuff
Profoundly profound. . Jnndmrkrke jdj

Thank you Lord I can be homeless in the USA
I can sleep on park benches in Malibu
And ******* in public parks
Thank you God
For the EBT and hospitality
Free food and good weather
Cali is paradise
I can rot in the sunset and watch the hordes commute to their dead end job
I can watch the world crumble
As I eat a big Mac
I am truly
Privileged
Thank you for the clean water and good *****
My ***** is here now
Life is fine, if you live it
& If you stop thinking
about it

She was truly perfect. Body like aphrodite
6ft tall, freckled nose and radiant eyes like a forest
Then she told me something
And now sleeping next to me she's like a stranger
5 months like that. I wish I knew sooner. And now I'm angry at God because I know I can't do better. I just wanted it to work but now it can't.
And to think her name was Hope