Highway Masticators
Sly sky high flask terminator
I'm coming for you boy
See you real soon

She laughed like a Furbie
With broken voice box
Somehow digital and shrill

(Low bitrate ***** )

All discreet ones and zeros(um) game
I know how to fix her with
Aqueous solution seed
Fry her circuits like LSD
Bring down Skynet
With my ****

Bursting at the seams
Bending at the knees
Weak little boy say
This isn't what it seems

She says you don't look crooked
I laugh coarsely replying
Not everyone does
As I pass her the plate
And J puts torch to pipe
Rocking to and fro as puddle forms

The Great Newfoundland novel (summation)

A young man brimming with
Townie **** and vinegar or
Bay boy brimming with obnoxious  bravado

Eventually he leaves and discovers
How people  treat fellow man
Seemingly beaten down
Genetic history Of Newfoundland Truck System

Alongside founders population variance,
Upward spike in heart disease, stroke, diabetes, cancers

Lurks engrained learned hopelessness
Smouldering in "Newfie" jokes
You'd better hope I let it slide
Unless you wanna find out
What a peat moss bog smells like
Or how it feels to freeze to death
Tied to a crucifix

Hollow husk of man sits in dark room
A tickling of the cardiac muscle

Life is violence
Then you die
Alone

See crimson red sky sunset
Over city I hate
Makes me want to cry
Sends electric at shocks up my spine
Could be all the ******* sickness
Coursing through my broken down veins