Testimony of a man. That molds unnoticed poems
Shapes created out of focus.
Over flowing like the Jordan.
Most my motion is off point
But well rounded. Like my shape
In round three of coma.
My persona flown from
Unknown
Shown I've known
So gone
My face and heavy bones.
That mend like.
Fishing nets. As the river flows.
I shiver cold.
My liver folds.
My drip from little Saleen
Like a minute bowl
Of rice
That keeps my
Appetite minimal
As my little bones
Feel a different home
Of skin.
And thin veil
Hope that glistens like
Sun shimmers
In a river boat.
As minutes float.
I little know.
My glitter hopes.
Are little votes
For confidence
Change.  No pain.
A little though.
But better go.
Into the setting sun
Like let it go.
The force of life.
Has you with him now

Hit home like a comet
Astronaut
Of missing pieces
Rest of me is.
Shadow. Like a battle
Slaying demons
Grave so deep
I brace my dreams
For destruction
Means of seering heat. Than apocalyptic freezing
*** aj keeps the keys.
On lock down
Stop screaming.
Its not the season to be hot and cold
Just stop dreaming
Watch the reason
Seems I'm challenged
Or something
Being subject.  
Damage lit with liquid
Cancer
Eternal battle
Tried and blackened
With stains of greatness
On my saddled.
Stallion.
I'm not average I'm savage
Hope I have it
Inside to beat this challenge
And make balance
From disease. Disorder
My morality damage

Storage on overload
Ohno
Its panic mode
I'm slow like molasses
In the cold
My *** is froze.
See how fast it grows
Individual decisions
Like slivers hope.
My little nose.
My little toes.
My pinching throat.
Like mini morphing rangers
From the center
Of my temple flow
This instrumental
Mental like recession from control
And investment
In the death. Of ghetto Joe.
Regression
Lessons known
To make messages appear with
The heavens home
Get to know the
Death the life the festival
Of dia de las Muertos
And the mortal bones
Of selfish poems
Encrypted with the jealous yet deadly knowing of a little soul
Existing in a mental hole
Equipped with weapons.
Drastically making
Molasses flow.
Like a degrassi episode
Can drake dance
Crip walk
With damaged limbs
You'll never know
Aye its return to ghetto Joe
**** that thougb

Let my ego persuade.
Turn waves
Into calm seas
Deride. The prom queen
And contrive my style
Unlike dre with the palm trees.
Get some bomb beats.
Or crash like markets.
Spark. Recession.
Never ending pretending
My past was a mob scene
Funding research
Money network
Text words
To get curvy. Letters.
In a curtain call with death first.
My neck hurts.
I can network?
See first.
*** first?
Check work?
Like my message was a blank cheque
That bounced
Vus I'm in debt worse.
**** the med nurse

Let me be clear my reality is torturous
My delusions
Proof of rediculous ego
disproportionate
To intelligent logic.
Sad deformed
And torn like documents
In storage bins
. That show. Moments
Of my pre collosal morbidness
And internal shore
Of sailors coming home
To get awards for valour
On Normandy shores and ****.

Take awY the course of tomorrow
When my secret is
Clean but born of demons
And ***** that gets me *****
Like of course
Thats all it is.
If I just swallow it.
I have to acknowledge everything
From torment
Positive attraction
Satisfaction and the opposite
The closet kid.
With a tropical climate.
Thats an obstacle.
To any bit of purpose
I'm nervous
Marshall law will be a distraction
From the constant thought
F
That God is law.
And I'm all thats wrong
With all this holding on
I want whatevers law
To set str8 whats wrong
And quit holding on
And change.
Embrace and face my god
Away from godlessness
Or at least stop me
From talking ****
Or least make me more cautious ****

Unloaded ammunition
Heavy chested.
Tiny breast's which
Sum up my attraction
To equipment in the weight
Of 8 inches
So thick that its 15 lbs of dickage.
Rummage through the wreckage
*** I'm dripping
With liquid that paints
My hairy saggy skin
Too lazy to accomplish
A complex to change that ****
Fuvk where's Popeyes spinach
Hold my coke straw for a second.

Back for my intentions
Suspension in this prison
My bodys mortal sadness
Slipping
Into madness
With addiction counting minutes
AND shattered pain
Like obliterated slivered  glass and
The hourglass is sand
In abyss of stillness In my hand" its
Crammed in my subconscious
*** I'm at the finish lap.
Figured out the silly laugh
Pretending I'm accepting that
When my insides
Scream jo your still a man
And I can't shake that fact.
God breaks my back.
My face is cracked
My shape is racked
And God makes me his lady and.
Part of me was clueless.
While playing rain man
Mister braniac.
Its a shady act
My feet are big.
Like Shaq. How is God
Going to change all that
Without collapsing from
The pain and that....
**** sakes.
I made that crop can't take it back
Thank God for that
*** id chicken out
No escape. Was a safety plan
Oh **** let's get it than

Of course it is.
Disproportionate
Reports from torso
want enormous ****
My pore sore hips.
Should be enormousness
And lips full
Like ******* in Georgia
Ain't aborting it
Not supporting it
But listen for a wave length
Think the statesmen
Makes sense
After claiming scripture
As a fixture for hatred
Maybe God loves babies
But I know he hates it
When those babies
Get neglected or put in placement
Of the states ship
*** the ****** dad who made it
Can't take it
Blame the man who made it
But enough about the hatred back
To what I was saying
Yeah this language is a game
And I'm more dangerous than Satan.
Back pain is a minor strain
While the game. Is drain the blood cells till you change shape
And break away.
Like chains in escape of
Body genocide
And re arrange the structure
Of frame and DNA
Everything will change or so they so
Hope my rhymes are the only thing that stays the same.
But they'll prolly2 be ******* lame
You guys don't comment anyway
Maybe if I'm out the race
I'll know why my
Brain is always pulsating this way