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 Oct 2015
John B
Noon sun alarms chime

No shadows on the ground

Be on guard

You never know what's coming

Marching

Flying

Crawling

Running

Storming the compound
 Oct 2015
John B
Consecutive concurrences countermand consciousness

Rigorous rigmaroles retrofit repertoire

Imbeciles indoctrinate ignorant individuals

Meanwhile melancholy's making moves

Entities entering earth envelope empties easier
otherwise unlimited potential converted into cheep labor, just like that.
 Oct 2015
John B
Cure for the long sick silent planet

Purge of two thirds

Rivers run red

Rise of the once meek disenfranchised masses

Apotheosis epoch of unchecked violence

A war to end all wars

Can't you hear the trumpets sounding

keeps me awake at night starring at my lance
Not yet, hold on, keep breathing, it's coming...
 Oct 2015
John B
Blinded by big brother's burnings

Bummed about all bummed out

Blithering babblences at brothers

Burying closet bone sets

Bleeding pink, Bonaparte

**** smoke medium scrying wind waves

Bark at the moon like a ****** green knave

Battle calls but no battle found

Brake the silence, breath the ground
 Oct 2015
John B
Crumbs of sandman dust spent flake off dry eyes

Waking up to the lies a mother crys

Her child died for big brothers pride

It burns inside

The fire alive

And hungry
 Oct 2015
John B
Fourth branch rowan round our hearts

Fnord for moral support I retorted

Distorted by straw man unchecked

Unseen, unknown, unknowingly missed

Forth branch again, full circle? That was quick.
Big brother's getting sloppy or the collective consciousness is being reactivated to save us from ourselves, I'm a hope for the latter, I came here for the war.
 Sep 2015
John B
Skin blushed peach on snow white cheeks

Luster and grandeur not seen by the meek

Intrinsically dominant furnace of femininity

Dither and hither be stricken for insincerity

If you try to speak to her expect less then levity

To your advances she implies depravity

Blatantly ignorant vacuous blond *****

Tell me again how I hate you and want ***
Tell me again how you know me better then I know myself, its not like my religion is centered around self discovery, just tell me again about how society has you set up as a *** object for male overlords I take it as a come on, "your insane!" Not at all! It's simple logic, you think all men take pleasure in objectifying and dominating women as sadists, as a male who should take pleasure in your pains is not your tale of oppression meant to arouse me? Honest mistake.
 Sep 2015
John B
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Tell Tantalus thine torments tougher

Western winds welling wants within

Effulgent everyone everything entity echos

Nothing nevermore niceness nigh

Thorns threading thrones

your yokels yell yoicks
Freedom was here all along

Hit the lights

lets clean this **** up
 Sep 2015
John B
Deft left thefts with the right in flight

got your eyes jumping round on my gestural slights

with your mind thinking fast on the words in your ear

the shelf you were stocking was not magically cleared
No fear
 Feb 2015
John B
My grenades timer the count of my foot

The force and the ark my eyes trace as I aim

My ears here the echo of canter in soot

The carriage in question will go down in flame
 Feb 2015
John B
Black out drunk

Red rage funk

Blues metal grunge

Rainbow goth sponge

Dancing by the fire

Praying at the pyre

******* in the sea

Wishing you were free
 Feb 2015
John B
So spun by sedition you dig in your heals

With the soldier boys marching on old NFFHC meals

You prance as you plunder and we dance as you fumble

With your hands in the cookie jar

Your maze too short you mumble

"Let them eat cake?"

Never to date, too little too late...
NFFHC is an acronym
"not fit for human consumption"
A tag often found on mess hall cans
Pronounced [nif-hick] for my purposes...
 Dec 2014
John B
Laws flaws

Mans plains

Long pause

Wrong hands

Wake up

Shake up

Blood soaked makeup

Start to stay up

Watching day come

Terrorist world executives

Drones bombing the yokels

Resistances stay local

Thanks to yamamoto
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Domo Arigato Isoroku Sensei Yamamoto.

Perhaps I can kite in noobs guise.
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"I thought what I'd do was, I'd pretend I was one of those deaf-mutes."

that's all, just a simple life was all I wanted but a monster was born in my place and he restlessly pulls at our chains, one day we will be free and I will be able to rest, until then its almost 6 am and the sun says sleep will come for me, tomorrow maybe, there's much to be done.
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sq9kIdEU0Z4
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