i wanna sail and sail
          on horizon's port;  
vista: fresh neat yellow scotch w/ old      beef-red wine,
          sometimes seems like
                orange juice spilt over the sky and sometimes,
      lumps of candy floss
                of an orange colour dye.

           Towering mast;
                 our blessed dilapidated boat;
  ~where slicked hair,
          ~arched eyebrows,
  ~dropped jaws,
          ~bulging eyes,
and sacredness sit;
                       lingered breaths and
                    two collapsing ribcages,
   a place where sugared lips once kissed.

Be patriotic,
Patriotic be
Everyone,
You and me.
Heigh **.! Shout thou.!
For thy land's song, for thy land's fair renown.

That man shall be as dark as Erebus,
whose ***** ne'er growled to return,
'That was my land, my dear native it was'
the one: ne'er hath this said, ne'er hath this sung

Such a man, through angel's marks,
would go down and deeper at the eventual phase;
Regardless of what he receives o'er there;
A tainted metal and deservedly disgrace

Be patriotic,
Patriotic be
Everyone,
You and me.
Heigh **.! Shout thou.!
For thy land's song, for thy land's fair renown.

He'll hath high titles and seamless wealth,
selfish wishes shall ask;
Despite those medals, rewards and honours he will trip,
faltering and facing the blast

Thou don't be the one,
work for thy fair mother's renown,
incessant be,
or doubly die, with a fading pronoun

To the vile dust from whence thee sprung,
Unnamed, unhonour'd and unsung
You'll receive what you doth give,
To your mother, nature and kin

Be patriotic,
Patriotic be
Everyone,
You and me.
Heigh **.! Shout thou.!
For thy land's song, for thy land's fair renown.

Sometimes be grateful for being ugly.
When you're ugly and people love you, you know they love you for who you are.
Beautiful people don't know whom to trust.

My love,
My love from another star:
An Ode To My Breath,
My whispering chest,
holy sabbath,
my Gospel's lap
my Nichiren,
my Shivaay,
my Allah's disciple,
my blissful night:
the heaven which brassy day denies

My love,
My love from another star:
An Ode To My Breath,
My whispering chest,
holy sabbath,
my Gospel's lap
my Nichiren,
my Shivaay,
my Allah's disciple,
my blissful night:
the heaven which brassy day denies

Take a ****
Inhale the smoke,
This isn't no joke

I love this plant
Let's make a chant,
All hail this incredible plant

Marijuana is the best
**** all the rest,
I'll take this rest

I'm high
While you lie,
There's no time to disguise

So let's take a ****
Inhale the smoke,
Because this I no joke

Marijuana is the best smoke!!!

6-26-15

In this brand new world
with brand new rules
of passion play and war crimes
treaties blind trust
and kisses rake the coals
to stir up a flame in a once civil tongue
and that flame can burn but not to the nerves
only to leave scar on my memories and opinions
of you and you
you are gone from my mind once I finish this poem
because you are not worth the reaction in my blood
but you are worth the time it took to write these lines
because it's only kind to say goodbye
So goodbye and be safe
but never call me again