Down by the lake
Saw a fake
Swan that is
Hunted by fake hunters

And on the brink of everything
I can see the startling drop
A lit edge surrounded by darkness
Darkness before but so much more after
I am at the edge and I can see it at my feet
About to fall once again
Into my head

Now riptide tear aside the marriage of lust and bust the crust
Lyrics and cat kicks and acknowledgement starry sticks sticking me in my brain outward bolts of lightning
Get through, break new, into two, flu-idly, without precision or corrupt incision or a terrible decision
Every new line, teach me asunder with otherworldly wordy blunder
Drum-drop-gum-pops scepter purple contract smash into the flash
Smash the flash and raze the crash and save the rash with boil which I am spawned from, stink
I am the **** eatin'-lady pleasin'-love feastin' GOLEM!
I've grown fat and disgusting with enough inner abasement to grow old with!
Surely there is not a single piece of self-confidence left inside

Coffee buzz is dyin'

Close your eyes and realize
Realize the evolution abstract
Understand the deeper meaning of fact
Shut your lips and open your ears
While they rip, examine your fears
Know that it's all the same
Lives come and go, like falling drops of rain
Like leaves turn into dirt
Like a song is eventually drowned out by another
Like a flash of lightning who's ghost breaks into the other side.
And even then, blinked out of existence
Time is static
What is will always be
What won't will not
Birth, death, and whatever's in between
Are simply measurements of confusion
Along with facts
Along with falseness
Remember that if I was here
I always will be
Remember that if I wasn't
I will never be

Time gives way to the breeze
The beautiful day
Life gives way to the moon
And forever the stars
The universe unfurl
Time will unfold
You will be there
I hope

Flash, bring the ugly
Make me beautiful
I am ugly
With an ugly soul
An ugly
Ambition
To help me grow
Into a respectable young man
Who will turn into a bitter old
OLD
OLD
(yet timeless)

Not enough
Or was it too much?
Or maybe nothing
And then again
I will never again
Begin to love you
Half-Heartedly
So far from me
I cannot stand the sight
Of half of a fight
But rather all night
Fighting in the void
My head, annoyed
Once said, destroyed
All in space
Is my face
I can see my place
My palace
My malice
My unconditional-
universal-yet-unintentional-
Reversal of ways
The pain that stays
Is the one true truth
And not in youth
Will I ever
Forget forever
Because it doesn't matter
And this ******* doesn't flatter
This ****** poem
Or me as the Mad-Hatter
I wish
Or do I
Admonish
The why
The question
The reason
The lesion
It leaves when
It agrees, then
Bereaves  men
Who grieve because

Eyesight twisted
Finger's touching fingers through the pen or keyboard
And ears falling out of my ears like a woman whose songs have long been
Tearing me to pieces wherever I like to be felt
Too literally no
Too many thoughts cloggin' up this massive tremor of a hemorrhage
Waves to listen to like a bad man
YOU'RE A BAD MAN