A ****** Story

Give yourself a break
You deserve it
Tell your dude to make some food,
Maybe even serve it

Keep your head up, when you walk
Go to Sunday service
Bystanders will stare and gawk
Some may want your service

But keep on rolling with a quickness
Make sure you are free of sickness
Don't you worry keep your distance
Just make sure to keep the thickness

Robot

For all I know
I'm talking to a robot
Mechanical

As far as I'm concerned
Life is animated
Just pixels

I'm just loosing my cool,
In very public places.

Too emotional,
For so many people.

It's hard to be comfortable
When Your a circle

But life's not fair
Living like a square

As the rain of eons
Fills my face
The cosmos grins
In star spangled space

One nation under the influence
One solute too many

Find me a place
Where I can settle down
Hear the voice of reason
And it's hand touch down

And these altered animals
With voices like thunder
All raise there fists
To Tear me asunder

As I step onward
In the depths of my mind
The great looming beast
Steps from behind

It's nights like this

It's nights like these
When the inspiration is blood in my veins
When I levitate above mother earth
When my train of thought is robbed by bandits
And I can barley stand it

Those are the good nights.

When the sun leaves on a greyhound to china
(America got stuck in its head) like a terrible song.
That's when night in upon us like white on rice.

You an I manufacture out misery,
You, in a tiny space.
Me in a vast vault.

Things are not the way they ought to be,
Im almost positive there is a gigantic bird following me,
Because every time I turn around I see wings.

I am the medicated messiah.

I define my violence with internal revenue,
Mind changers,
Pill bottles.

These viruses incubate in,
Subdivision playgrounds,
Kiddies Kiddies Kiddies,
and civil wars.