A minute amount of madness
A smidgen of disregard
Every act a flagarant mirror
Of the surrounding Bizaar

So much time wasted clouding every breath
   Drinking&Drunk; On lust,
      obscenes & Sweet mad death

          Living dead walking Deprived of all my Dreams
   Filling my empty cavity     with cheap poison and fantasy

For Salvation I'm  Reprobate And I Abnegate any God
My soul it lags a clime behind Wondering along a Trod
          Upon rough road This Night I drag my soul
        My Eidolon I so abhor, And whats more -
                     The debt of sins My Father left
                  I am cursed to forever labor just as
                    My iniquitous score is payed for
                      Not by me But my first born

                                  All my wrongs  Forgotten
                                  All the chores I've left undone
                                  And of the least do I concern
                                 Our battles cannot be won &
                                  some good deeds if not them all  
                                                           ­               are bound to go Unsung

Adults in their infancy -So scared of death
      walking, not living, the air has no taste billowing into the chest
Un-wanton of cleansed perception to see that life is our greatest gift  
and the time for I love you's kind words
and farewells is now
here on this holy ground I kiss.
      
         Among the most prized possessions the  beauty of this world is not one of them.
       Self dis-serving themselves sitting back watching the wheels spin.
  Feeding odium & abhorrence with sloth and vain pride in
luxuries once unknown and too soon will never again.
  
                        Take a moment my dears to struggle for each breath.
                        Go a pampered day with no water or bread.
                         Go without and go alone & for once pay your debt

                        No pill or prayer will cure this blindness of which you
                               were born and breed
                        Your outrage just suggests
                              That, the truth, to you, is dead.

Indignation is a vanity used by those who choose faith not seeking  truths.
  That and the following, to me,  was illuminated by a great
sayer of sooths
  To understand your  God
  You must first learn those synoptic chronicles
  A thousand  Gods  have told
  For years A thousand fold
You'll Do well to avoid the entanglements of those self  proclaimed        anointed  
  And  obviate  the pique they stir as they **** you even not disappointed
    
    Treasures you seek lie just behind the dark veils of bother you have hand woven to shroud you dominion
     Its no surprise honesty offends and ****** you like a knife
     Such little attention is given to the exigency's  of life
from the lost you take direction
and from fools wisdom
you adopt your school of thought
     Gods cares not what that chump told you
         with smiling  words your soul was bought
    No ceromony exists to convince God to Exalt
                 those that neglect the intellect
                       & from him our powerful thought
             To find a great friend, They first must be sincerely sought

  Mankind long from its womb still suckles the *******
Dispute in that Name brought atrocious inquest and unrest
  Just yesterday we took our first steps
Into some shade and out of the sun
and today we go no where 'less
                                             it's an all out run
   No one will reach their potential if on those ******* we stay stubbornly hung
   Our right of passage is on the horizon and there is greatness to be done.
    Its been made clear our Maker does whats best for us when He does nothing at all.
     Only you can scale your prison wall. You are the warden! And who is he gonna call?
                  Free from loving one, frees you to Love All
                          
                     Now see what I see waiting
                                            (for you)
                       The old ways and ruins made way
                                              (for you)
                         The comfort of fine cotton over head
                                                 (for you)
                            On which the sky bleeds light
                                           As a sacrifice  Each night
                                                   (for you)
                             It seeps into your soul
                                        Sustaining the mind on furlough
                                                     ( free you)
                               Oh woe to those who  choose  not to embrace
                                                       (the gift of you)
                                  To them the inevitable & enviable road
                                                        (bef­ore you)
                                     lies in wait, but the golden road will afford you

When you kiss and nible a loved one you tap into the desire
to consume a loved one wholly, or wear them as attire. The
darkest side of human thrills is being without restraint & doing
what you want to her without a single complaint. Dominance
has always been the ultimate form of aggression. The urge to eat
another person is buried in obsession.

Deisaster

Your soft and crooked hands performed your tragic miracles
Raced  away.    left the scene
Gave the magic of machines to  
the fools.
And looked the other way

God bless the rest of us with your ultra - violent rays
Take another rib from her and build a better slave

We could never see the path before us
but then for every step we took
We took one back the other way
Punished every son
'cause mom lead dad astray
Ignorance maybe bliss but a little knowledge is pain

My bitter noxious wanderings left you wanting/ needing control
Plowing up this wasteland
Waiting for the poison to dissolve
I laugh at your commands and let consequences be ******
I chose the lake of fire because your love i repremand

God bless the rest of us with your ultra-violent rays
Take the extra rib from her and build a better slave
Besides the only time we mind you is when we're laying in our grave
I tried to drink your water but copper is all i taste.

The leech prays to me I named and feed him this disease
You smoke my prayers and condemn my dreams
What's all this talk about being free?
Cut out my tongue for blasphemy

God bless the rest of us with your ultra-violent rays
Take a the extra rib from her and build a better slave
If heaven is full of zombies
Just leave me in my grave

God bless the rest of us with your ultra-violent rays
Take the ******* rib from her and build a better slave
We were cursed from the beggining and now all our ends are frayed
  God bless the rest of us with your ultra-violent ways

The sun rose & set 6 times
Before collapse put to rest
               This mess that is me
  Dreams plead in vein for my
Eyes to open cleansed & sane
                           Sweet screams
  Ghosts whisper Ill prophecies
Just beside and behind me
    My pale outer shell drifts
  Deeper into the darkness
                          That enslaves me
  A soul yearns to flee when it finds
Home has long since been traded
                             For a hole
  I feel your arm around me
And hear your prayers and loving word
  But I need a cure for apathy
or a break from this theater of the absurd
                             Come, be blessed
  Well,If He exists He doesn't talk to this fiend
God, has from me, long ago abscessed
                                Make way
   The only ghosts that haunt me
Are the shadows that lead me
                                          Astray.

I ducked off into the alley there, you know,  off the busy streets and on where i can at least, catch my breath. Secure in the by ways and the side ways i found myself in. Another alley no one in their right mind would be taking. Andthere,  i meet a man cold and shaking. I give him my jacket and asked why are you out here? He looks into me and says, "same reason as you...no one ever got me." And that left me here thinking untill long after i was dead.

Remember all the days you never lived.          ...Ahh But what you wouldn't give...
                         Tip the scales to disrepair and know what it is to be the
                                                                ­  living dead.
    
    Who else amongst us hath seen them walk again?

     Lifeless, infected.       Soulless.        Only bones within.
  Sustenance injected.                   Eyes dark as pitchblende.
    Heart  Neglected.                  Loosing rhythm as it distends.
      Feel protected?                  On your doorstep it doth impend.
And furthermore my friends, more than just a few of us,
   are as ****** as them.          You see, life seeks out solutions
                                       to conundrums of survival,         problems,          strife.
                                       Watch it steal away the will to stay and any real meaning to life.
                                        Death, the payment for travel inside this nexus of senses and sexes
                                        seems painful and excessive or made brief by all the excesses,
                                         is non-refundable no matter how you choose to live
                                         for even the ungrateful agree it was a small price to give
  
Let the dead share with you your secrets."There is but plenty to fear" And "The store is always open, so ya'll come back now you hear?"

Did you know that life had teeth?
                    Did you think you'd be devoured?
                          Do you really think you'll see it coming
            in that fateful hour?
                Have you ever blamed the future for things
            that haven't happened yet?
                  Have you ever tried to get your god  
             to take a sucker bet?
                      Have you ever been in a moment
             that you knew was very Rare?
                        Did you share it with excitement and no one
              really cared?
           Can moments last forever, or are they all doomed
                               to  vanish into thin air?
                        Has wisdom ever rained upon you
               and messed your pretty hair.
                                  Do you often feel confined and forced
                     to sublimate your needs?
                                             Have you given up your lust
                                     for a down payment on some fools greed?

Ignore the subtle warnings
Pay no mind to your heart's distress
Abandon any purpose you think that you have left
Full speed down to nowhere
Go ahead this ain't no test
Find yourself on a lonely road
Telling all your lies to yourself
I think its time you paid attention
Your time is short. The End
of all your pleasures
This world that bathes the senses
in flesh and pavement
*** and death
But on this day,  just like the rest
It's only
Wishes and Breath

The glamorous are gangrenous thieves
Distracting whilst the govern steal Liberty
   Popsicle mushrooms 5 o'clock news and beer
Lies clear as the Rays of Day's shine
                served like cheap red wine with a side of fear.
Seize your own freedom      Shun the sun
   Abandoned Divine                      Dismay
                              ­              Race the tick of the tock
                                          Watch your sanity fray
                                            Hop on one of the slimeways
                                           ye 'ole snail
                                                left trekked along
                                                        across the Highway
                      Humming it's long low slow song
        sung, in rhythm with a thousand toothed tongue, out of tune
           Forever dragging along the crazy round home of a loon.
   The wild yonder awaits Tecciztecatl's return
           Saliva soaked foot pushes off
             this road of hellish burns
   The blue openly longingly yearns
                  for that moment not too soon                        
                                    ­                                          as shade befell                                  
   the conscious snail fully aware wanes into it's cognitive shell
                    His cocooned spiraled tomb
                           Hung high again as the moon
         Shedding light on the treacherous troubles we're in
         until the sun comes back 'round to illume again

Such a trip this is
      Together on this tour
     Heartily I toil
      For this is no great chore
      But I ensconce away
    Once the grouches
     ***** their inveighs
     Safe from fools abrades
   with no thought
    and little aide
      My pencil strokes are laid
        So heavenly on the page
      It tells us not to run
      Stand against the shadow
       let it not dislimn the Sun
         The Machine The Machine The Machine
        It gobbles away all our fun
  
Gus
                                              My skin be-jeweled
                                                      ­                                         In this prizm Lake
             Just be here                
                                                  -             ­      Don't be fake
                                                            ­                                                        Don't loose your love  
                                                          ­                                                                 ­                               in daft's wake

                                     Let loose your love
                                                            ­                 Eyes wide
                                                                ­                                                             awake


                              No rush


                                                          ­                         I'm cool


                                                          ­                                                                 ­         Out here floating

                                                               ­                        in this pool


    Dust just scatters

                                                       ­                                                                 ­                its own way



                                                     I'll be here

                                                           ­                           just swimming

                                                       ­                                                    Cleansed n Sane

If you aren't proud to be my girl in front of the world
                   I'll still be your ***** little secrert
      but know my heart is not fit            so  when you hurl it
           be not afraid it may break on  whateva it hits
              as surely already't shall be long broken to bits.
                               An affair wants to spill,
                                                 to share of its glory
                               as a Lioness shares her ****,
                                                  Or an author his story
                 No act is so private it does not seek applause.
               True love seeks the ALL & knowest time doth not pause  
                                        so as a consiquence
                Passion never shys from standing up for this cause
                              uplifting the object you desire                    Human flaws and Awe
         Ghouls shant go hating on her without those fools hating him
         and right or wrong and vice versa each other they ever defend
             'Else Love becomes a shadow of what it could have been                                  
                                       Not even if 'twere to never heard of such things  
                                                      however unbeknowest     t'will still be a sin
                           if in this dark world         Love's Light isn't unfurled
                          if dead creeps into beauty   &   darkness roots its way back in.
                                                  best we  be Happiest now intact with our Love there in
                                          so for once instead it's the 'morrow that can't wait to see us again.

you wanna be happy dontcha?
Not 'till I reach the state of Anhedonia
never heard a such place.
Well I guess that you've been blessed
Good cheer and health, good taste I guess
Seems Old Man your way's the best
But I wasn't taught the same
and i know you're not to blame
What the hell is it that it makes grown men drool
Well it's not the Bright Side but The Dark Side of The Spoon.
Blissfull Bafoons The Beguiled, miscreant, Fiendish Fools.
Dim Lit hid in Vastness of the last Lunar New Moon
Beg that you see and awaken. You and every one else awaken too.
how good does it feel to fly above ridicule?*
Gimmie some money and ill show you old fool

A Thousand Delicate Screams
A Symphony of Blood and Delirious Lust
Drunk on Chocolate and Sweet Mad Death
Gone are the days of Vision and Wind
Gone are all the Shadows of Power

Emmaculate forests and mystical lands are *****
and abused by the very hands that live in luxury of
nature's grace. Thousands of years and we forgotten her face.
We're still in a schizm with each other and our surroundings
So out of place its out right confounding

Scream at the sky
Slice wide the wild yonder with your flint ax
The **** your mind tears at to get through
bleeds Blue
Royal tomb
cradles you
Roar at the stars
steal those gems of their sparkle and gleam
scream every minute you exist
scream when you exit.
Roaring Tomb

What now with you is wrong
In vein you hide your shame
   The shadows are long
   Your chance near gone
To dive in and make your change
      Our Dead Beat God
      Has left this place
       Tapered steel
       still medicates
        Pay for Death
                                 is that a joke?
                                   No I'm serious
I always speak of what my mind's eye sees
   Religious nuts curse my reasonings
                  For Blasphemy they're Damning me
                           Forgetting & Unforgivingly
                                  Faulting the rational sanity
                                            The very god they praise
                                                       Hath Given Me

        Faith separates the weak
            From the beholders of the sun
                    Only those who've sought
                          Far from pages man has spun
                                 May again become One

Gallimaufries Incondite in-risible pules from anomie.
    Recondite jeremiadtions of every pessimal influence.
Yearning for the Quid-am Xanthochroi to sybaritic in the manner I long to LOVE,
   Unrestrained                  The pennicle of BATHOS
        observations of  human
                                          hopes and dubietys of mankind  
An anodyne, the demersal soul
                      attempts at pawky insights often written whilst
inebriated and Katzenjammered!

In this pillowed satin tomb
                  I claw my way nowhere to get out
        The Sun I shunned     And
                       Howled at the Moon
               There are disgusting holes
                  Throughout this beat up Heart
                      So unholy so ******* dark