..my mouse at it's
  running
           wheel..

   ..just step it up..
           ..you 'gonna get there..

..egoism..poetry..death..
        ..how much can love wan' t..
          ..hope not much else..

..the clock turn to four..is it
         time to be ..or the take a tour..

                          ..to your's pour soul..

witch i don't know 'cause i don't at all..
                  ..maybe i fall..

                                   ..there where you are..and you know me..

it's unparalleled to all these conclusion's to the things we are..

                   ..i really don't have any clue..where these letter
                               come from..but i'm certain that
              they are true..

                                            ..sometime's you just have to believe
                               the thing's in our hand's..

              ..just is..

I just misted it
The one language
That i can really
Follow

i'm a little too much to handle with care..little
           too much to look the other way..

                        ..little too much to be just me..

             ..if there's a place called..
         ..free..

i'm little too hungry for everything..
             ..nothing's enough..it's either too slow or too numb..

i'm just a little too fast for my body..i'm miles away but i'm still here..
                 ..too heavy and at the same time too light..

angel that isn't an angel..but still over whelming..just too little
                  to go down..
                               ..give up..

start a war at very wrong reasons..i'm just too little out there..

                         ..words..words..words..

            ..action takes control of words just too little..

                              ..on sidewalk..all alone..no cares
              anymore about our home..within..
    
                                     ..& somewhere where our dreams are born
                      & the same place that they wither & die..

                                                       ..it's just too little

                                    to hold on..to go on..
                          ..to know off..

                                         ..but i'm clad that there isn't
                                       too little pray to say out loud..
                                                              ..i'm just too little too happy
                                                       being sad..

,,stupid little girl
    ..stupid as a woman
                   should be..

..not all right..no..no..no..
              ..this stupid little girl

no understanding of anything..

      ..just hopeless..broken..******..
                        ..stupid little girl

             ..woman..

    ..just make up your
             stupid..          
                     **** mind..

         ..stupid little woman..

..i am nobody and
             yet i'm everybody..

            ..i'm free but still captured..
                     holy
              and the pagan..
                             ..still..but gone..

                       ..i'm who ever i choose to be..but still i don't
             really recognize the form i live in..

                              ..the mirror is false
                                      and true at the same moment..

                  ..and still i can't believe the geometry of
                                 being here..in the moment..& breath..

           ..holy and unwise..
                       ..cursed and blessed..loved and hated..
  
                         ..and is it/it is..
               all combine..together..

     ..without any real outcome..
                                ..this madness chuckle 's together
                 with me..or us..or them..

                        ..& i'm happy to know with out knowledge..

                  ..& the greatest regrets..

                                                      ..it's out there somewhere
                       are you there..?

Thinking of this
That I was thinking
An I can get a spell on it
It's just was
Just
waste of time
Thinking through
A wasted time

..mothaphuka..it's you again to shoot me down.. but I
               ain't mindin' at all..it's just the opposite..
       ..if it would be for me
                      to say..
      ..we would been married for years..
                 ..4ever lasting L-O-V-E..

even do ur just a consept..( but in flesh you shined trough all
with all of you pieces in ur puzzle that make u my entity)..

                ..and your been the best & hardest challenger that iv'e
ever had the pleasure to understand(some of it)..
                 ..your virginity keeps my steps going to the right

                                                            ..way..

& but actually there's no words..
                          ..to describe with something as fabricated..

...can't turn around..
          ..anywhere..
     ..no directions..

oxygenation is starting to get down..
             ..really know..down and down..
                      where's my town..

..my directions..as salt and sugar mixed with coffee..

                        ..when your late..it's optional..

                ..keep it..

..just get away..away
            ..away..

..nobody's u..hold ur ground..

never forget
                 ..who u are..

             ..something 2 thing about..

..go and do u..

   ..critical Jack..

..body..shapeless..& painful..
as a sunshine..
        ..no limits in words..
               ..no limits in misfit..
as a sunshine..

..go further to catch and release
                ..yourself..
as a sunshine..

..do the right thing for twenty times..

               ..do the right thing..




and ask urself..have you done enough..

..my word'
s are gounted..

                  ..'cause of
this
           fukin' computer..

..it slip and slides trough subject..

..no grammar..        &
               ..more than church..

more than all ..
              and
      no one..
 
 ..after all
what DO you know..

cheers..
               lady's and gent'...

more of us..
                   ...more all ways..
there's more ways
                    
                                       ­     ..right there..

            right there..

                     ..thanks..

..collect them all..
             ..and what do
        you find..

..piece's of blindness..cruelty..hard heart..
        ..blue infinity within..

..can't judge..can't blame.. but of course

                                ..you know
                                      ..of course you know..
..collect yourself..
          ..collect love (what ever it is to you)

                            ..most of all..

                    ..collect hate and rage
                           ..to make it all better..

    & don't look back..
              never..

..go 2 your mirror..
      ..save yourself..go home..pray..*******..

       ..and maybe u find yours.

..a point going back to your house..
               ..what..food..drinking..

                                      ..POETRY..

i really don't wanna go back to my house..
        ..while it's a nice place..
                   ..but all ways it's jus depressio..tv o.d..
           ..no sleep..too much awake..

concrete..something to look forward to..word LOVE..

                           ..it's been so long..that i only have myself..

and that's the only place what is certain..warmth..

                            ..go steady..and be blessed..

            ..it's just you..

..go closer to your edge..what 2 u find..
     ..misery..salvation..jeesus or lucifer..
        ..mayby..
the same thing..
     ..brother's in need..to get some speed..

               ..to help..same dad..same mission..

     ..salvation..and chorus..lalalaa...b.s..

..to us..
  ..history is a factory of jokes and tear's..

memory reflects us from our self's..
proof of our right and wrong..

      ..just today..

..we dwell too much in ancient history to love being here now..

and some day somebody dwell in us..

..i'm a title of
                offline..

   ..made from surface..glitter..and *******

   history is not 100% real..there are worms inside..

i'm same as you..and you don't know it..
                   ..shame..shame..shame
             on us..

**** hopilus..

..i haven't drink enough yet..
         ..this take's some time..

                     ..bodywork..
      ..soul's unjustly
                     miss direction..

no deal..more drink..more self-loathing..

..what a joke..

there's a poem 4 u..

..incredible..i forgot..my words..alcohol..cigarettes and too many pills..
     ..that fill's my love 4 anxiety..

      ..go go go or no go..but u should at least
      
             do your show..as a clown..

Cheers..lovers..haters..and the ******* in between..

        ..hah..hah..haa.

..what's the point of life..
       ..when you know that you going to die some day..

                ..where's life's priority's..meaning..

                ..structure..belief..

i'.m a humble man but i can't look in the other way..

                ..this is just straight up *******..

                     ..so try an smile in these conditions..

            ..be happy..and care 4 your children..

                                                ..i ain't happy..
                  ..i'm fed up..

crosswords..dementia..
                                        ­      ..death..

..and what is life before that..

                       ..not sweet bunny's..
          ..i'.m sure
                                        ..
                 ­             ..nothing and miscellaneous pain..

..me..myself all alone..again..day by day..
..why haven't i've done nothing..but all..that
          i ever gould find..within..

                 ..no surrender..no retreat..

..forget..forget..
     ..forget

& then try to remember
why you do the thing's that you do
& everything
           between..

after & before are all most the same thing
when you look in the mirror
thinking..
          ..what wen't wrong..

what have you missed..remembered..and
              again missed..

& what's so special about that..


                          ..or you..

..hell ain't got nothing..
          ..to life..

who the **** wan't to go to heaven..

    ..that's not the paradise..

..heaven..that's just more pain that you don't understand..

         ..hell's straight..

and i ain't talkin' no satan..

..boredom..like freedom..
         ..it singing & it sighs..
                  ..loudly
only the typical optic false
                    ..case
                 ..so long
                        
                 ..i'm up 4
                          the challenge..
    
..i'm just a box..
             ..no road to lose..

           ..only the one i see..

..we have our time..
       ..and most off all it was
drastically very fine..

         delicious to dine
    that blood wine..

but life is all ways so serious and sad..no room
           to be glad..

..the all that you have..life..the gift..and it's the only on..

              ..no room to be glad..
                          ..just mad..

life in it's wonders..are not enough..but when something
happens you as a subjective..you yourself..everything is
suddenly just bad..bad..bad..

                 ..don't get it..i will never understand it..

..that were are not equal..

              ..we're just the sequel..
          ..and yeah..          
                   ..there's heaven..and all that..other stuff..
                        ..yeah..seems like it..

..i'm sad..
   'cause i'm bad..

no one isn't there for any of me..
           ..and i shoot the stars alone..
    
      ..and that sad and boring..

                              ..there's never enough words to describe
                   the only thing that's me..

              ..sun sings beautiful and the stars do the boogie..

                                          ..but no..

             ..i'm much more than doggy ****..

                                         ..i just don't know where i am..


                       ..and really..does any one even care..

     ..happy you..

                                      ..*****..

..again then again..
    ..it goes trough me..
  ..got hold on me..steady me..
  
it's somewhere meanwhile i seek something else..
     ..but still
                again and again it hounds me..keeping me
                     alive..and balanced..

it's good and it's bad..

       ..there's the silver line of making yourself

               yourself..

..what goes around will
someday
                    splat on
               to your face..
          ..like a naked

          comedy..
            
                               ..private invite to meet the GOD..

                     ..everyone's beautiful..more and
                               more..then again more..

so what's the difference..why only 2-7% of our capacity..

                   were not just an..
                               ..optical cliche..we're divine..

souls of infinity..change..
              
                                  ..and change..

we're divine..more or less..

                          ..it's still all ways stupid mess..
                                       ..yes..don't guess..

still no water
      still no blood

too much wasting time to this world..
                            ..and life..

            you don't know nothing..

..go trough a dream..

              ..and wake up..and your still there..

   ..say the words that live's your life..
'                  ..in a morning light..

                                     ..truth is elsewhere..

            ..GOD & Satan we do not understand..

  ..and this when't over your whip..

                     ..don't worry..
            ..you gonna die too..
                                       ..then you see..

..hollowing inside..
     ..where's me..

  ..drowning
            without you..

you..you..you..

..******..

..show me a magic trick
                 & i show you
      what ever you want..

..& a good trick..
             ..nothing's ever free..

..not even me or you..

..poem is a poverty..
         ..godliness..mess up mind..
      ..down under..fukin' Satan..
                 ..kissing god hairy ***..

                ..poem come's from weakness and despair..
                                        ..just a few word bind to infinity..

                  ..there's a joke in poetry..
                                        ..no one really get's it..

                    ..Bukowski was the greatest clown ..
                                            ..or was he..

                            ..alkoholisticshiteatinnarsist..

                                    ..& chauvinist  big..

               ..and love him to the death..

                                        ..joke's on you mothaf*a..

               ..keep the words flowing..u wimps..

..innocent but still
             death skeleton's roaming
        in the dusty snow..filled with our own ash

      How can you make it it all right..
            how can you even
        wanna even look at it..
trough to your wrong or right idea's..idyll's..

        ..we're still all the same ****..
              ..dying to get free..

              trying to see the light in void...
                   that that's
            what we really are..

         ..scared and blind..

..it can go bad and it can
'             go worse

  ..but it's still all ways  the same..
               ..life at it's funniest..

game that share us together..
             ..and bother..

i don't  know nothing..
        ..but still it's more than enough

                       for me..

because
there's
all ways
something new..

..i'm not a poet..
              ..i'.m just a head & a heart

no more..no less..
            ..the picture is crystal clear..

                                    
   ..so..

..do you remember the brick's on your wall..

                       ...surrounding your tears for escape..
                   ..from the hole..the too many hours in blindness..

            ..no time to describe the crack's  
                                                       of the wall's..

                   ..there were no answers to put these in the puzzle

           ..that is the only way you..or her..the Diamond..
                                       ..we all got this same dilemma..

             ..brick's in the wall that chained you..
                                    ..to see only
                         the wall and the brick's..the way out..

concrete manipulative..seeing through all those eyes..
                              ..that you see on your mirror every day..

              ..seeing the one and only truth..
                               ..you really don't know anything..

            ..you have an idea..and you have your backbone..

                               ..you have your curiosity..
                                                ..god­
                          ....our wall..our own..bricks and all..
lines..no whey back..
                                            ..it's just a beautiful circle..

                     ..to go and figure it out..too see it
                                                  in our blindness..

                          ..who knows were we start and were we end..

                                     ..so there we are..

..society..narcotic..addict..

                    ..my word's when't to dumpster cause our
technology is so reliable..there's no way out..no turn to the right
               or turn to left..

                                ..were ******..
                ..and insane..psychosomatic..perverted and pure..
         ..call that a  
             joke and i laugh with you..

                                        ..my cut's off..

..so
    ..hello my friend
the end's..

             ..i might be one of you
     but then again i might not..


                      ..pluto's not a planet no more..

..i am.. & you are an universe..

                    ..no hands to hold you..no borders..

                           ..if it's not
         ..it's not..

                               ..but you know..

       ..you know..

..inside is outside..
       ..remember Leary..

     ..i'm going too fast that the letters don't keep up..
                
                         ..my body is still..
               ..but my mind is thousand miles ahead..

           ..killer walk the walk..
                                ..& and never..
             ..ever couldn't find his heart of living..
                          ..anywhere..

             ..wrong or less..

                                ..you all ways wait yourself..
                ..in the mirror of your heart..

                                    ..blessed by thy..
                           ..4..
                                                  ..wrong doing..

..cuess who am i..

     ....ur darkest secret..moment..
..the pass sais it all..

And..
    who doesnt have a secret..a waterfall..moment..
Sunshine isnt..rainbows isnt..

           ..only u are cabaple to handle
    all this fuss..but u dont..too Svärd
              of uself..

Ever wonder why..why theres no things u care anymore..where
      has it dissapeared..gone
for good..

   ..is it..

.. rainbows.. sunshine..
     ..fresh cup of coffee..

Mirror mirror on The wall..hows prettys of em all..

****!

..no surface..just gruel notification..just a feeling from the true and all the lie's that go with it..

..poetry..yeah..great..**** me..

            ..there's never enough fukin to make  this..      
   ...place better and worse..
           ..smile and you die..

..no way to ur heart..i see
     and i know it now..****..

     ..but maybe it's u that doesn't    
       see the truth behind the
     obvious..

..see you later..
      obviously..

..hot status between words
   some like most dont
  but i
    wount
interup me now when im on
    heaven and hell..
        ..balanced well..

If its..
       ..or does lie to u like allways..

  
    ..or is it still the same hot status
            between me an myself..

  ..status of mirror of interuptions..

      ..heaven or hell..

..phone..the individual..sorce..of no coming back..in the moment..
     ..talking too much aint the one to
           Please..so you gonna ask yourself..
            ..where you at..whats your point..

..who you are and are you still steady..

            ..slow suicide its not the
                    way to go..

            ..or *** it..no sleep after          ...
..daylight..

           ..buatiful roaď to you..

..iv'e never met a life this comatose..
        ..different..this unbecoming summer..night
                    ..& struggling fight..

just to be me..just to be..just to breath..

..but you no what they say..never say never..

                                   ..i believe in you too..

..i loath and adore
         myself..

        ..but i have the problem to find the balance..

to it all that wrong and right with me..
        ..because it's the same as the lost world
                   that we live in..

  ..so is that fair..
         ..is anything..

fair the way YOU would liked it to be..

                           ..no..
     ..no..                    ..no

                      NO!

..yeah..
   ..so..i'm
          cuckoo..
..crazy..insane..skitso..

               ..imbecile..******..

           ..big deal..

every ****** on this god forsaken planet
                     ..are..              
         ..insane..

everyone's controlled..
      
                ..by they're own EGO
                            ..and the one thing
               that  
                                 separate's me
                from them..
              
                       ..are..
                                   ..in it's simplicity..
          
                                     ..i
                            just say it
                        out loud..

              ..& not be embarrassed
                                by it's existence..

            ..and the happy fact..
               ..is..
                           ..that you can't
           never get a ride off
                          this blessing..

     & the funny part
              is
         that the largest
                              percent

            sees as a curse..

                      ..why to whip your
                  divinity
  under
           the fukin' rug..
        
   &
            the GOD is insanest  
               of all..

what other
      would explain IT'S
         continuous change of heart..

with fukin' everything..
           ..us too

            .. & remember..
                     we should be HIS image..
                                  
             ..that's the gift of life..
      .. & that
                     too

                many forget's..
                                
and just
     continue 7 to 3 drama..

              ..they're loss..

i ain't never been envy to other's
             or no one..

                ..'cause this gift
                          ..is way too short to
           lose my energy
                  to other's
                           thought's..

sorry..