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621 · Jul 2019
Fragments of my mind
Cunning Linguist Jul 2019
Just fractured textures
Excerpts of memories,
Forgotten conjectures

Trapped in space and time;
Just figments of rendered sectors
that I’ve assembled to fabricate
my reality beyond measure

I’m tethered but the pressure
Never lessens whatsoever
Forever endeavoring to sever my essence
Or consciousness altogether

The splendor of the Nether
Whether it’s my pleasure to ever enter
Or remain a lonely specter
destined to beg the question,
but plagued to always remember

I invent scenarios in my head
And fantasize how I long to be dead
While conceptualizing my grave end
Though I dread the inevitable attempt

The hand I’m dealt lost in the shuffle
My walls crumble deciphering life’s puzzles
Disillusioned with the hustle and bustle
Solutions come full circle at the bottom of a bottle

Mental status: unstable
Cerebral stasis turns tables
Visibly miserable and unable
To cope without the love of my chemical savior

From the apex, I’m ready to sail
While failing to grasp what all it entails
I steadily hide intent in my tales
In my dreams I’m haunted
since leaving the cradle

Life is beautifully frail
I see myself dancing in the portrayal
with the reaper as the main feature
veiled together in a cerebral theater

Patterns intertwine
In fashioned structures
I slumber and suffer
Painting caricatures

Of a perfect life
I yearn to capture
In lustrous colors
That fail to convert
614 · Feb 2014
Verily,
Cunning Linguist Feb 2014
Said Eve unto Adam,
**"My ***** burn for you."
Southern discomfort
in her carnal carnation
The snake impregnates
the impregnable Garden
611 · Apr 2015
Dream Sequence
Cunning Linguist Apr 2015
Amidst the wreckage wheels spin in place
The billowing smoke it suffocates
It's just a nightmare
Or at least that's what I'll say
So close your eyes and just drift away

In nonbeing maybe you'll feel whole
When reality doesn't even seem real anymore
& Your dreams and hopes they wash ashore
Distorted and morphed, my amour in the morgue
An old excerpt I omitted from one of my old poems I just rediscovered.
604 · May 2018
invocatus
Cunning Linguist May 2018
I've passed the space of mortals;
Within the abyss, a hidden path
Entries into sacred dimensions
Summoning,
Channeling my vessel

I've stood between these portals;
Constantly entwined,
Fused with the stars
Figuring out the past/ the spirits      
Entering, mentoring my purpose

Haunted by extinct forces ~
Modulating sequences of
energy, forming around me
The key to finding power;
Lost within this hostile fabric

Grasp the relic, seize it's secrets
How did the light commence? Tell me!
Grasp the relic, that which you seek will guide you

Cursed craft,
Conjures horror through
prophecy
Ripped from texts of grimoires

Haunts the mind;
Insight from the lost
I can see
Storm clouds emanating

Rays
Illuminate
My foundation

Break confines,
My birthright iminent
Manifest:
Channel through higher levels

Space and time
Warped by my intention
Transcend death
Awaken the ascension

As was foretold,
Enter the shadow

Dimensions -
Clashing at my will
Star clusters,
Cascading toward new realms

Orisons -
Structuring the suns
Galaxies,
Altering from my plight

Lure ~
Harvest spirits
From realms beyond
https://subnuba.bandcamp.com/album/invocatus

Realized I never updated this from a draft o_O
©Subnuba 2017
592 · Jul 2019
Odyssey
Cunning Linguist Jul 2019
Voyage through time
Infinite, spiritual wander
Passages, fading through space
Symmetry, shaping the constant

A broken ambition
Restored by the
Wondrous
Stars, emanating

A captivating
Scene of celestial
Origins
Worlds, separating

Dimensions split apart
Premonitions for art
Reflection equals perception

Face the unknown alone
Transposed become what's shone
Sewn in the fabric of space-time

I can not find
Peace
© Subnuba December 2018
Lyrics by Reid Donovan, Adrian Ocaña
From the album “Distant Pixels” by my prog/tech metal band “Subnuba”
590 · Jul 2013
Zombification (10w)
Cunning Linguist Jul 2013
Gnashing of teeth**
Mutilating flesh;
Annihilation.
Reanimate,
Decay
Proliferating
Malady
570 · Nov 2013
RADICAL WOAH
Cunning Linguist Nov 2013
By some magic
I snapped a match lit
and watched the tip of my thumb
Catch fire in slow motion
It was amazing.
568 · Jun 2013
Fornever (8/16/09)
Cunning Linguist Jun 2013
How did I wind up in this mess that I'm in?
You know we always said forever,
now we'll never be friends
you sealed our fate,
with a kiss on the lips
destiny took a twist
and now we'll never be the same

I'm sitting here (alone) with you,
locked in my conscience
trying to pick up the pieces
of whats left of this

I feel like I don't know you
after all we've been through,
All I feel is resent
and how much I hate you

Do I even know you?
how can I even pretend,
that these last few months weren't wasted,
you're so hard to forget

getting lost in your eyes
was my demise
the butterflies just won't end
and it comes as no surprise

I don't care anymore that
you wouldn't spare me the time of day
so we could mend all of this
And joke like it was yesterday
we built it all just to tear it away

We're dumb little kids
how did we wind up like this?

I used to think it was so hard
to find someone who
could make me feel that way
until I met someone like you
I just want to sit here
and laugh about who you've become
why do I find it so easy to say
you just weren't the one?

My dreams don't include you
I guess I've finally moved on
562 · Jun 2013
Five Twenty-One (9/21/09)
Cunning Linguist Jun 2013
R.I.P. Jesse Michael Doseck (12-21-93 - 5-21-09)

To a dear friend,
our story's at its end,
the chapter cut short
in this book of sorts

I can't see your face,
the canvas left blank,
and these ships I will sink,
without pausing to think

Here pops a thought,
a thought from the past
from a time together,
which was our last

One argument it took,
for Him to close the book
its at this point I knew,
our friendship was through
I watched all of my ships
sink into the watery blue

Its four months today,
He took you away
I never got to apologize,
that morning the sun didn't rise
and it hasn't since
Cunning Linguist Jun 2013
memories lost within the sands of time,
twisted and intertwined,
we find that we'll only get what we want
just to have it taken away from us

choose your destiny,
time is of the essence
I won't stay to watch you waste it
so whats it going to be?
hesitation will be our downfall

the silence screams louder than words
the quiet shatters like glass
blinding light illuminates my track
I've come to a cross in the road
this is my choice to mean more
than what I ever have before

though its less trodden ground;
I've chosen my path,
see you around
504 · Sep 2013
(9/12/13) 10w
Cunning Linguist Sep 2013
Oh creeping, morbid feeling
I'd love seeing society in shambles
Cunning Linguist Jun 2013
the day to my night.
A light in the dark;
so shining bright.

A sad song today;
is music to my ears.
Tomorrow won't be the same,
dried will be your tears.

A love so blind;
it can see no boundaries.
Frightening, the dark,
I see nothing before me.

The light in my dark,
a mark on my heart.
But will the light,
falter tonight?

The white to my black,
an everlasting light;
but the shadow intact,
reminds me of the night.

The fact that I lied,
can't be set aside.
Your trust resides,
my day fades to night.

I lost what I found.
The day to my night.
Will I be whole?
The doubt grows in height.


Will tomorrow be the same?
The next day refrain?
My happiness fades.
Sad I remain.

Tomorrow won't be the same,
as long as our love maintains.
My sadness fades,
the sun rises again.

tomorrow won't be the same.

The light in my dark,
a mark on my heart.
But will the light,
falter tonight?

The light remains bright.
But is the end in sight?
I fear this inside;
I'm afraid of the night.

You are the white to my black,
the day to my night.
A light in the dark,
so shining bright.

The white to my black,
the day to my night.
A light in the dark,
the love of my life.
One of my first poems.
486 · Jan 2014
1/20 4:52am 10w
Cunning Linguist Jan 2014
Creatures pleas heard
No words swaying
these ears of stone
445 · Sep 2013
9/7/13 (10w)
Cunning Linguist Sep 2013
Where is life taking you?
Closer to, or further from?
416 · Jun 2013
Beginning to End (7/06/09)
Cunning Linguist Jun 2013
we can never be the same
never will I forget your name,
your face, the portrait of an angel
hanging in my mind
I've lost what I can't find
I can't call you mine,
but at least there's tonight

so I'll love you friend
beginning to end
this is where it begins,
if tonight is coming to an end
maybe love will find us again
and I can pretend
tonight I'll dream of you
and we'll spend forever,
together in my head

statues crumble at our feet
as we stand together,
I feel so complete
I never want this to end,
but I swear if this is a dream
I'm never going to sleep again

you're still here today
hopefully I can say
your friend I'll stay
But tomorrow morning
is a lifetime away
Cunning Linguist Jun 2013
it takes two to tango
I don't want to feel like I'm dancing alone
we're terrible dancers,
but we can at least dance together
and everything will be fine
maybe someday you'll be mine

I'll love you forever long
I thought my wings were gone,
but I'm flying higher than ever
so take my hand,
and dance with me,
like we danced once upon a time
372 · Oct 2013
10/9/13 (10w)
Cunning Linguist Oct 2013
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                 BURNING
BUSH
EYE
CAN
SEE
ALL
THINGS
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Cunning Linguist Apr 2023
The Earth shakes and trembles beneath their might,
As if the Heavens themselves were contending,
And the very fabric of time were in flight.

The Destroyer swallows the stars in the night
As they fall from the sky,
Holographic projections
In an infinite instance of existence.

Ominous omniscience -
Esoteric consciousness
Mixes in with the abyss
Of this cosmic collective dissonance.

I am entrenched in my perception
Of this cataclysmic intersection,
Where the mortal and divine dance,
Right on the filament of dimensions.

And in that moment of chaos and strife,
I glimpse the secrets of eternal life,
And feel the power of creation,
In the midst of destruction and damnation
368 · Jul 2019
Eviternal Embers
Cunning Linguist Jul 2019
Tremors resound
Shaking the infinite Celestials
The final sign

Ominous force
Striking the core of all sequential life
Unknown terrors

Orchestration
Eliminates the mental divide
Face the unknown

Inanimate,
Corpses flying towards the genesis
Temples reborn

Fade
Slowly
Merging my visions through meditation
Weave dreams as reality

Release
Frequencies resonating
Buried in fantasies captivating
Memories disappearing

Haunted by altered consciousness
Restore the mind's eye
Glimpsing a broken existence
Capture the last light

From a vengeful dynasty
Severing the timelines, crossing paths
Eviternal embers searing the
Gateways to abandoned dimensions

Forge
Perpetual pathways
Emerging from
Ancient genesis

Endless eclipses
Circling the reddened skies
Spawned by chaos
A rampant multiverse

Fates
Lost within illusions
Cyclic omens
Creating wormholes

Break through the shadows
Impeding harmony
Save the dismal expanding universe

Projecting from
Astral realms centered in the cosmos
Through the portal

My mind escapes
Sail away from the pain of waking life
Shape creation

Arcane nightmares
Appear before the end of ages
Dying remnants

Cosmic horror
Shatters my mortal coil to pieces
Lucid dreaming

Fade
Slowly
Merging my visions through meditation
Weave dreams as reality

Release
Frequencies resonating
Buried in fantasies captivating
Memories disappearing

Haunted by altered consciousness
Restore the mind's eye
Glimpsing a broken existence
Capture the last light

Hate
Flowing through all lifeforms
Spectral terrors
Deceiving mortals

Into the unknown
I voyage here forward
Absent icons
Decipher the patterns

Fates
Lost within illusions
Cyclic omens
Creating wormholes

Break through the shadows
Impeding harmony
Save the dismal
Expanding universe
© Subnuba December 2018
Lyrics by Reid Donovan, Adrian Ocaña
366 · Aug 2018
The Masturbation Addict
Cunning Linguist Aug 2018
Single-handedly ruins their life
Cunning Linguist Aug 2020
This is a prison
I just can’t escape from
My mental state’s elsewhere
My soul floats in mid-air

This is a nightmare
I just can’t wake up from
My mental state’s elsewhere
My soul floats in mid-air

I have the scars
To show you I mean it
I can’t fall asleep
I just wish I was dreaming
I have the scars
To show you I mean it
I’m falling to pieces,
I’m falling to pieces

I’m losing my mind
There’s no end in sight
I fight for my life
But I’m dying inside
This pain won’t subside
Just look in my eyes
If this isn’t living
I’ll say that I tried

Resigned to the grind
Of the slaves 9-5
I’m feeling confined
Please just rip out my spine
My brain is deep-fried
These tears that I’ve cried
Run red with blood
Til’ I’m left ******* blind

I often wonder if I disappeared
How many friends
Would hold me near and dear
And as I pull this gun up to my face
I can’t feel anything

I can’t feel a thing
I can’t feel a thing
I can’t feel a thing
I can’t feel a thing
Facebook.com/witnessthemartyr
https://youtu.be/Fda9iAwUrYk
Cunning Linguist Jul 2022
Illuminating the darkest chasms
Within the labyrinth
Of my mental construct

In the most lustrous colors
- You paint my soul;
with brush strokes unspoken of
heretofore & forevermore

I smoldered along the inferno
But you make me glow
Incisive as red hot knives
Cauterizing me to the hollow core

My twin flame personified
Guided by the Eye of Apollo
The fire crescendos bright but
Can we still burn tomorrow?

The comfort of being vulnerable
Something I’ve never known
Permeating the fabric of reality
From which we’re both shorn

In this abstraction I am magnetized;
Canvassed by your sanguine fashion
You’re a force of nature so I energize
Being your equal and opposite reaction

Mesmerized; when we synchronize
In utmost harmonious passions,
It intensifies the butterflies
Multiplying in my abdomen

Did I mention, my thirst for you is
Unquenchably vivacious? It’s like I’m Tantalus,
Stuck on the cusp & you’re the pool
I’ll always long to drink from

I crave your vibrations;
Sensations on strings which I hang on
-Your every word reinforces
The advances I can’t play off of

It’s not happenstance; Fates wove our path
Admirance enchanting our perspective
You’re in my reflection and suddenly
I’m projected to a different dimension

The sky splits then I’m wondering
If this is truly ascension
Flying on the wings of Icarus;
Longing to plunge your furthermost depths
Cunning Linguist Apr 2023
Truly you once saw through me
Genuine and pure, as though our souls
danced through the spiraling moonbeams;
Entrancing dimensional transcendence

As our energies coalesced
There we were sitting in our tree.
But then the gemstones fell out of your eyes
& Like a stranger you gazed upon me

This undulating fortuitous futility
Beautifully brutal in its cruelty -
& Eating me alive as I grasp
toward mortal continuity

Begging for more of my former memories
Which I eschew in obscurity
to resurface and drown
All moral ambiguities

The relay I beg to make your systems restart
In unending and upending unity;
Erased upon awakening the slate avant-garde,
Fluently entombing this symbolical eulogy

-

Just clockwork these depths
From which I’ve risen and plunged
You’d shown me a meaning
I’ve never felt with anyone

With the utmost uplifting
& wholesome adour;
I long to embrace you
From this place I’ve sworn

Reality and dreams forever at war henceforth;
Your visage in the nether is my only warmth
Scorned at the form of us drifting apart
Continuing alone without a piece of my heart ~

I’ll pattern the sequences of events in my head
Imagining an alternate timeline which led
Our realignment that picks back up step instead
Once the power’s tripped and OS configs again

Do you think about me now and then
Will you think about me when the world ends?
Possibly grieve & mourn, pretend we’re still friends,
Both wished for forgiveness and made amends

In your arms I feel at home
But even in a crowd, I am alone
Reaping a graveyard of which I’ve sewn
Ever fonder so the absent heart grows
310 · Jul 2022
I am a phantom at your door
Cunning Linguist Jul 2022
You used to peer through me
But you don’t see my soul anymore

Destroy me to the core
Go ahead and adorn
The radiant light, you once adored me for
Score a discordant note on my heartstrings
Projected at the frequency
Which only my scars sing, darling;
The firmament is not much further reach
Here from fingertips length,
But I’m on the brink,
On God I’m falling to the depths my Snowflake
Please save me

Strike the chord
Now play me of your own accord
& I’ll fully internalize how always eternally
I’m truly yours
The call of the void forever beckoning me forth;
Gripped with accursed desire to let my soul drift
Upon these celestial shores once more
Unsure where I will wander and mourn,
Lovelorn, alone at the source, formless

I continuously spill from an empty cup
Feeling like my best will never be enough
I hide behind such a hollow front
Dreaming of the day that I don’t wake up

An assessment of my obsession presents
Once-harmonic progressions
Of which, have effortlessly effervesced
into unrelenting cosmic depression
But the pain doesn’t lessen
No matter the convalescence
From under the moon’s crescent,
I’ve been sentenced -
Ever since my adolescence

Something is wrong, though I trudge along
Albeit withdrawn, in a liminal state
Somewhere I don’t belong
Wallowing in disembodied sorrow, woebegone
While floating away into the great beyond
I forever long to haunt you
273 · Oct 2023
KMS
Cunning Linguist Oct 2023
KMS
I beckoned Death here once more;
just to see what keeps me
tethered between the chords
and all these feelings galore,
Downpour into metaphors
I’ll forevermore lovestorm

Feel me from within
(Touch you)
Touch you once in your soul
(What’s in your soul?)
Love is life in your eyes
(Your eyes)
My demise

Trapped in this disenchantment
a distant place I’m imagining
actual happiness -
projecting from somewhere worlds away
Through the gossamer
Ascendant realms shimmer distantly

Receive…
The sequences I’m transmitting
I just want to feel whole my god

Here I dwell in a parallel
Of my own Heaven and Hell
In the mirror I cast the spell
Reflected back at at myself
264 · Aug 2022
I adore you a bowl full
Cunning Linguist Aug 2022
When your beautiful soul glows,
My heart feels whole;
So my love for you blossoms and unfolds,
It’s impossible to control

You speak the thoughts in my head
Like we met and intertwined before
In every past life and henceforth,
you’re just so wonderful and I want more

My skull is the garden;
From which your seedlings sprout
I feel you in every ray of sunshine,
Emitting throughout

Every cloud in the sky that pours,
Every droplet of rain in the storm,
That nurtures my soil and brings to form;
My flourishing broccoli fields galore
225 · Sep 2022
Slobberknocker
Cunning Linguist Sep 2022
I’m surfing on this cosmic wave ~
Yeah boiii just a ****** slave to the game
Can’t get -more- saves less you play
But still I stay fresh
When I’m slaying all the freshmen
And eating their flesh
It’s the best source of refreshment

I’m replenished
With this system
hell to the yes I’m so digestive
**** I’m spitting, need a breath mint
Got that fire I will ingest it
til I regurgitate the excrement
my mic presence is heaven sent
(Don’t question/ no quenching) it
GG Allin ain’t got nothing
on Reidums Donovan

Don’t like my frequencies
Well switch the channel then
I’m murdering these beats
Stacking bodies in the FEMA bins

Stay tuned, watch the news
The crisis has become apocalypse
The consciousness is not nonsense
Wait shush, we cannot talk bout this

My third eye prism beams
simply shining in iridescence
In present tense that means
We just gon cater to this nemesis
While in essence the power
steady reigns all pre(isdents/cedence)
To the loss of innocence in a sense
Extradimensional omniscience

Got us steeped in a schism
which we cannot process yet;
This mental prison got you locked up in
Religion, sports, and politics
A House divided cannot stand
You people cannot understand
It’s all a sham Endgame
it’s equal to the fall of man

It’s not happenstance it’s bad romance
the parasitic old humans
Take every advantage
heavy chance
they can devils advocate  ~ first glance
Waging global management
amongst its residents
With malevolence

And violence unto others
On behest of these
caricatures of governments

You simply must not succumb
to this Big Brother ****
Bound by strings they all just puppets
on that false worship business
Til you’ve ascended to the mothership
You’ll Spin this gold like Rumplestiltskin *****

For this debt we owe but will instead
offer up our children
Cause they soul been sold off to the Vatican
The rapture will not matter then
Bcuz it’s all projected hologram
To unite a global front
Ignited by these hostile reptilians

Illuminati making trillions
****** hosts for these archons
Primo minions;
Unlimited energies not believed in
-To the zenith
by our calcifiying pineal glands
Can’t perceive it

History outlines these diabolical plans
By Albert Pike from the mid 1800’s
Highest level Freemason
But you won’t see this in the curriculum
Trilateral commissions
funded by that Epstein grift, sacrificing kids
And suiciding those who think or speak dissent
To the *** trafficking ring
run by Billiam and Hilly Clinton

Bush for really did 9/11
& In 2012 the world ended
Mandela effect got me feeling impressed with
The lack of woke minds
aligned with the paradigm shift
The macrocosmic mother knows
consumerism is *******
but satanic panic gives us all a chip
For they cannot purchase;
without the mark of the beast
In either the Hand
or their forehead
Heads bonkers
Mind is swamp
Matrix gardener
Not stoppin
Knobs sloberred
Snake-charming
Chop-blockin
Beer-swillin
Tax-paying
Pencil sharpenin
Summer loving
Puffin sumthin
Cop-prompting
****-farming
God-fearing
****-knockers
Cunning Linguist Jan 2022
Doors of perception opened
Can’t knock uhm?
The back's always unlocked
But I got the rhymes in stock
that’re sure 2 shock em
Bi-laterally with my cosmic punch boppage
Creamy dreamy slop make yo ****
the hottest softest hostage spot on the planet of hard knocks, my swamp, real talk
No stopping til the *** sock can break rocks,
and that's on God

Dude Rocket got that sprocket,
You’ll find I’m the **** of the walk son.
Dimensionally shattering when I hop up out
from Schrodinger's box yuh
Somewhere from a quantum realm
No cap that's me fappin sumn hxc strong
getting dumb in the squadron
Yeah I’m the top gun and I fear none

Forks be in the socket
In my brain's fleshy pockets
When I pop lock and drop it
Now my body’s feeling numb

With your ***** in the sheets
Is where we hit the mosh pit
Like a pig in the trough
she be straight steady sloppin
My man meat beaten harder
than a sore Peter had ever gotten

That’s when the heater come up out of my drawers
and gasket blows top end, I'm godsent
Downward on the fall but
Won’t meet my defeat until the caskets tossed
Hit the bubble til the glass get soft
And I’m blasting off
That’s when the the mask really come on

Got a dump truck full of **** butts
When I bust nuts bodies go slump
I’m a sick **** youse a broke bus (busdown)
Need a buck ***** **** my **** (yuck)

Ingest the drugs now mind destructs
My soul floats up miraculous
Immaculate made of space dust
Now back to earth time to destruct

Feeling lucky
wit my Chub D flubby
Oiled up in your hunnies tummy
Sipping bubbly n gettin funky
It’s so lovely think I'm coming
-Then it struck me so abruptly

Cuck your grieving hubby
guy I’m not your ****** buddy
When she look at me so seductively
Yes Lady Luck please bless my **** spree

Laid to rest this sus ***** I’m finessing
Y’all killers can’t even hold a candle
while I hit the lick and yo ***** be undressin
U got the flick of da wrist?
But Look at da flex of my wits
Put then pen to the paper
It's an open letter to all my haters
Kickin rhymes I flip the script
Spit these words so elusive
Yo I’m steady speaking in cursive
With the curses
Know you heard it
My flow is dopest
Tongue of the serpent
Affirmative with all them murderous verses n ****  

It’s funny since my prose no longer knows any limits
And I slay every ***** indiscriminately
Vibe-checking into you ******* remnants
Zooted like I'm boofin stimulants
Feeling like my will is limitless
The masses I’m after
I got that masterish penmanship

And my pen will ship, once I get that dip and drip

All right finna crank my ****** hog all night long
mean wheeling and dealing til my brakes fall off
polishing strong til y’all squealing oh my god
Break that back out like a botched Swanton Bomb off the Jumbotron
Down low tell the purveyor I need some that pure uncut premium jenkem for this buttchug prayer before I spray her like it ain’t no thang and that’s on the mf gang if u kno what I’m saying
196 · Jul 2022
Time turns the pages...
Cunning Linguist Jul 2022
As I write my story
In which I am the villain,
Tragic syntax 1st Edition
and this isn’t an allegory

The ****** comes shortly
Yet resolution ignores me
My diction’s airy
And I narrate poorly

I sail along the radial waves
Of a horizon so stormy
But my corpse is the vessel
For all passages forthcoming

I’ll transmit the message
Just don’t cut yourself on the marbled edges
From where the essence of my soul stream
Multidimensionally pours forth please

In the wreckage amidst the scattered debris
My heart is pulled out to sea, in an interstitial spring
Port and starboard, that’s where I’ll be,
(Lost adrift/idle) in your wake I’m surfacing

My skin is the vellum I sketch in all glory
Thereof such love envelops, memento mori,

Time turns the pages as I writhe before ye
I’ll rip every stitch in the seams
of my spine until my binding’s unfolding
And my writings spill onto the floor at your feet
Painting the thoughts in my brain onto the ceiling, walls, & upholstery
Cunning Linguist May 2021
& I'm tripping ****
The most woke up in this *****
Entranced in my pants
So I press my luck
Awh shucks
Wish Uncle Boomer was in town
Get my noggin struck
Then my jimmy bust
And I’m covered in the utmost love

There's a fissure within my mind
So I enter the Divide,
To awaken the divine

Through a wormhole,
I burrow deeper
Into the steepest chasms
With my magic wand
Manifest the godhead sublime phantasmic

Make myself known to the
Cosmic collective consciousness
Like an oracle I peer
through the eye of a reptilian
While Sub-atomic particles
zoom past by the millionths
In slow-motion a pyramidal image surfaces
And i can see between
the vibrations that resonate
A glimpse through the window
Of a discordant future permeates

Putrid in a wasted stupor
Chasing that hit of enlightenment
To illuminate my brain
The lightbulb is lit

Suh dude
As a shape shifting parasite
enters through the brain stem
And takes all my faculties hostage

I’m slaving away
Been here all day
Quit your *******,
I'm in the kitchen
With repetition
Whippin it ~
chu see the flick of the wrist?
April 2017
Cunning Linguist Jan 2022
Fragments of my mind
Just fractured textures
Excerpts of memories,
Forgotten conjectures

Trapped in space and time;
Just figments of rendered sectors
That I've assembled to fabricate
My reality beyond measure

From the apex, I'm ready to sail
While failing to grasp what all it entails
I steadily hide intent in my tales
In my dreams I'm haunted
Since leaving the cradle
Life is beautifully frail
I see myself dancing in the portrayal
With the reaper as the main feature
Veiled together in a cerebral theater

I invent scenarios in my head
And fantasize how I long to be dead
While conceptualizing my grave end
Though I dread the inevitable attempt

Six feet deep
I'll sleep for an eternity
And will dream of the scenery
Of all my forgotten memories, I'm done

The hands I'm dealt
Lost in the shuffle
My walls crumble
Deciphering life's puzzles
Disillusioned with the hustle & bustle  -
Solutions come full circle,
At the bottom of a bottle

Mental status: unstable
Cerebral stasis turns tables
Visibly miserable and unable
To cope without the love of my chemical savior
I invent scenarios in my head
And fantasize how I long to be dead

Six feet deep
I'll sleep for an eternity
And will dream of the scenery
Of all my forgotten memories, I'm done

The hands I'm dealt
Lost in the shuffle
My walls crumble
Deciphering life's puzzles
Disillusioned with the hustle & bustle  -
Solutions come full circle,
At the bottom of a bottle

Patterns intertwine
In fashioned structures
I slumber and suffer
Painting caricatures
Of a perfect life
I yearn to capture
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_lUNsQCSg4wW7pDrmN3fyCPDOf2-oo0KB0
184 · Jan 2022
See You @ My Funeral
Cunning Linguist Jan 2022
Though the martyr's wander
Fosters departure
I no longer bother
Just a ghost in a wisp of smoke

Like lambs sent to slaughter
Horror corners where I falter
Darkness, all I conjure
Since my mental state is altered

I can't escape the pressure
Embrace the fall
False architecture
Breaks down my inner walls

The candles burning
Here comes the night
The shadows bleeding
Over my eyes

Prepare, I'm breaching the thin veneer
Of where eternal flux collapses and appears
Beyond the pier where shores celestial die
These vast tombs I carve, across a barren sky

Though the martyr's wander
Fosters departure
I no longer bother
Just a ghost in a wisp of smoke

Like lambs sent to slaughter
Horror corners where I falter
Darkness, all I conjure
Since my mental state is altered

How would I look in a coffin
With my loved ones weeping and sobbing?
How would I look in coffin
Embalmed and dolled up
A construct
Say you'll remember me

Prepare, I'm breaching the thin veneer
Of where eternal flux collapses and appears
Beyond the pier where shores celestial die
These vast tombs I carve, across a barren sky

The candles burning
Here comes the night
The shadows bleeding
Over my eyes
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLZs7xvVSG4UmmnqpSIYw-jYWpVEwYZdOH
159 · Jan 2022
Spook & Destroy
Cunning Linguist Jan 2022
I surrender
To this suffering
Post-traumatic
Life, that's full of shame
Save me from this
Path of growing hate
Burn the bridges
Fall, beneath the weight

This is my wake
Cleansing all of the scars
Cauterizing deep wounds
I've left behind
Is this my fate
Bleeding out from the heart?
Tunnel vision; train-wreck
I'm gonna die

Floating
Into the sky
Absence of mind
I say goodbye

Floating
Into the sky
Pain won't reside
Mental rewind

I surrender
To this suffering
Post-traumatic
Life, that's full of shame
Save me from this
Path of growing hate
Burn the bridges
Fall, beneath the weight

But listen to me now
I am calling
From this grave
The beyond is
Where I am falling

I've seen the truth despite
These wounded eyes
Cast aside your favorite guise

I seek an archetype
One can't define
No end in sight
My soul is drifting
Until my palette's wiped
Colors decide
Foresight within bleak existence

Designs' divide
Midnight's respite
Wasting my time
Within these confines
Not all stars burn bright
In dying light
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bYE-s5YUqnA&t=20s
157 · Jan 2022
Within the Tempest
Cunning Linguist Jan 2022
Destruction commence
Please God just end my suffering
This is the end
Of all we love and hold dearly

Counting my blessings
I have none left
Brain functions ceasing
Death is imminent

Frequencies weakening
Collapsing paths
I'm not receiving
Transcendental sequences

Pulled out of body
Skies look bleak storm clouds are coming
My thoughts erupting
Buried deep within the tempest

I steadily lose patience
In old ways of days missed
Stations complacent
From the wavelengths I've been sent
In subsequent functions
I amount to nothing

Moments pass substance
I fade away
As time elapses
I dig my grave

My bleeding conscience
My bleeding veins
The curtains calling
Bewildered, I can't escape

Destruction commence
Please God just end my suffering
This is the end
Of all we love and hold dearly

My soul occupies
The confines in space
With the vibrations
Solidifying my base
That give me just the slightest trace
Of phasing amidst these in-between places

Pulled out of body
Skies look bleak storm clouds are coming
My thoughts erupting
Buried deep within the tempest

I steadily lose patience
In old ways of days missed
Stations complacent
From the wavelengths I've been sent
In subsequent functions
I amount to nothing
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_lUNsQCSg4wW7pDrmN3fyCPDOf2-oo0KB0
Cunning Linguist Jan 2022
In the country of the blind,
The one eyed men are kings
So condemn what you don't understand
(Consume)

It's more alluring to feed the machine
(Conform)
Is your life the masterpiece
You dreamt of painting?

From out of the depths,
Comes Father Time
To devour your wishful thinking
(OBEY)
It's all I can do to preserve a calm mind
(OR TRY)
But I'd rather play follow the leader
(COMPLY)
I'm just a ghost in this portrait you left hanging
(GOODBYE)
Erase the past now, my life's not worth saving

I'M PLAGUED
All my cognitive processes haunt me;
In my inability to bring
Luminescence
To the infinite shadows, swirling

Don't you know by now?
Your essence of life
Manifests in the
Vibrancy of your
Frequencies you see
The philosophy,
Structures of a
Love > Fear dichotomy

Materialize my manic visions;
For I have listened
As the chasms between
The Heavens & Earth
Both wax and wane,
Simultaneously ~

Picture the days
We traded our
Whole lives away
When did we fall from grace to see
Our paradise,
Lost in the flames?

All my cognitive processes haunt me;
In my inability to bring
Luminescence
to the infinite shadows, swirling

Don't you know by now?
Your essence of life
Manifests in the
Vibrancy of your
Frequencies you see
The philosophy
Structures of a
Love > Fear dichotomy
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_lUNsQCSg4wW7pDrmN3fyCPDOf2-oo0KB0
143 · Jan 2022
Lucid $tate of Dying
Cunning Linguist Jan 2022
What is the purpose I'm creeping and lurking
Released from the furnace beneath the Earth's surface

I ate from the fruit and became one as God
Unlocked my third eye from the sauce of the rot
Bloodstained tragic thoughts portraying a life since lost
My head on the chopping block
Breaks way once it comes full stop

No reprieve, the darkness - it beckons me
Heart beats bleed within my sleeves

Here I'm dearly departing
Dissipating oblivion
To become the nether
Lapsing in consciousness

What is the purpose I'm creeping and lurking
Released from the furnace beneath the Earth's surface
These wrists bare my witness - the pain it just worsens

Laced cream of the crop
All but sure at the top I'm submerging
fate's twisting well from beyond the cell
I've been plagued since my birth, yeah

No reprieve, the darkness - it beckons me
Heart beats bleed within my sleeves

Here I'm dearly departing
Dissipating oblivion
To become the nether
Lapsing in consciousness
From the trauma, despondent
Postmortem; I live again
All of the cosmic horror
Suddenly flourishes

Goodbye to my sorrow
As I grieve at the loss of all hope

My corpse behind closed doors
Lies beneath the floorboards
Death swarms me to the core
Feeding the locust hordes

Fear disappears as the end draws here
When all else fails - count your lucky stars
Near and far -  once you've seen God
You'll recoil with your back to the wall

What is the purpose I'm creeping and lurking
Released from the furnace beneath the Earth's surface
These wrists bare my witness - the pain it just worsens
My show sets the stage, and now here come the curtains
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_lUNsQCSg4wW7pDrmN3fyCPDOf2-oo0KB0

— The End —