..slice.by slice..
..piece  by piece..
       ..getting it's form..it's blase..it's
            change of it..

But all we know we come to our mother's metra ..
      ..were blind 4 nano second at least..
                ..same thing..at least the one's that get that..

..how much time too u think that we have thonger out of our stupid..made belive..problelm's..and do you
.              even know true love...
..i do..and it hurts the most of all that I have witness..3/4 of my heart went to love..or what thougt love..i've would have give my life that somebody gould keep living..LOVE..jist a word what we made to oirselfs to survive..to control..to ****..to say something when it feels awkward some **..what ever..but we're not out word's or language..that would be just plain skitso and dumb..yeah th the 10%:t..but still..there's jus another  'fact' that we eat
          without chewin'..ain't the first time to ack like ape..throuing boo as funny business..OR we know why you but us in cage's..


   ..made up words to get along..to explain our simplicity to others....the ******'s that make's us belive that we are in charge..

              ..words that have made all war's exist..and blood spilled..

       ..we need them but it would bea very sunny day..when we
             learned to use them too much..like this my contribution..

..you little vermin..
      ..you..you..                
          

               ..you teaser..
..you and your whits..
         ..nonsense..

shoot a hoop all ready..move your feet..bunch it..

                ..it's your king nightmare..

move it..shoot THE hoop

& where u are..is he more powerful than u..u don't think so..

            whits
                          intelligence..

which one of you
all figure out the peace
at that war..language..letters..words..

sentences to clear the air

                       love ain't nothing..this
                is so much more..

but no..we're too busy
or too lazy..

to be our own God's..

and thank the Creator

                                                   of you and me..
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..born to a title..
        ..infinity..
  boredom & a name..

          ..so praise wine..tobacco..
  & everything else what's our's
                         under this blue sky of us..

makin' makes takin'..
        ..so where the show unless inside there..

..and still strange to be along..

                    ..still..?

..mourning rust..
      ..that peelin' on my cement ways..

  ..and im runnin..runnin..
        ..runnin..and theres no sound
                                    any more..

..no more..no nothin..Just
               mourning rust..

    ..chalk on the board..

          Zgrriiiigh..zriiihhh..griiigh..
               ..aaauuuuaaahhh..griitzh..

..scratsh my toes with a rusty nail..its just fuked up clad to be..
          ..my zero 2 all the way to
     .some
              ...where

      .. else..

                   ..mourning rust..

..no dream's but dream's..i miss my point..

                      ..no point..no point..no point..

        ..go and figure
                 there's nobody with you..

..dream's are make believe..
              ..so go figure..

..where's the reason to wait..
             ..how's coming..
        ..is it my fault..or your's..

..there are too many people waiting to be seen..
                ..why..

               ..guess why..

       ..we still ain't the only one walking here..

                      ,,'cause there's all ways so many thing's to see..hear..feel..
'
             ..and live trough them..
                            ..reason..

                       ..there you go..

Not following
Where's ur sound
Language
An smile

U naughty devil
Subscribe
Urself

Whiner..

..there is home..
       ..gone wild with me..

enjoyable..clear..honest..

no..no..no..
        ....and yes..

where's your home..the thing that you pay cash..
                       ..wine..cigarettes..poetry..

of course..

             ..all of those..
..and more and more and more..

                     ..electricity..psychosomatic..waves..

childhood..
           ..when everything was everything..

                   ..narcotics..Lsd..whiskey..virginity..
         ..woman..man..
                                             ..and then..

                                   ..nothing..

..get drunk whatever it is..wine..*****..absinth..
                 ..what ever..
            ..but get drunk like
                      Mr. Baudelaire kissed for you..

no memory..no tomorrow..

                                        ..just now..now..now..

                          ..and then some..

..and now..

..most of most..
      ..if what or where..
..we are you..not here..that's the truth..

      ..pointless way's 2 go away..suicide..
                ..trying 2 be someone else..boredom..

        ..stay still and give it a left blow..
                    ..tadaa..

..as people like my mind..the words..
          ..i kind of blush..
   ..do you even know me..
                      
                            ..where is my mind..
           ..or are yo blind..

All ready dead an controlled
Piece by piece
I'm drowning in ur tears
Couse
U are there

..no title..no room to say
   the things..what the room hold's..

   ..the time is gone..where..

                the room knows..
         ..its not there without reason

              the words of simply beauty..

..i just really love the
      fight with myself..
..phenomena..
     just
         **** glorious..

..beginin' of a prodigy..pagan..
        ..pure & boring infant..beginin'..


..2 fight with one's.. & being happy
        about it..YOURS..

     ..but is it your choice..
               or ruled by
           some master of string's
     controlling us
like puppets..

               ..go an figure..
..or give it
         the finger..& enjoy..

..oh yeah..
         ..i LOVE you..

..even thought i haven't a clue what does it mean
            ..&oh; yeah..it's TRUE

a word that was made to simplify and combine
so many hard..complicated..
              ..the most fustrating emotions and
              
                          our very own wild nature distress..

..the word LOVE is
              just a cowardly way to hide with out
            too much communication..too much under no order..
              ..no limits or borders..

no morality..no understanding our self's..and our community..


          ..and oh,
                     **** sake..
        ..how we have ***** that word with all different kind of
                      fake inspiration's..lies lying in lies..

                                          ..wars after wars..

     ..man to man or nation to nation..

                  ..because we LOVE this world too much
                                we are obligated to ****
  
           without regret..because it's just 'cause we LOVE this or
                        that so much..it's all right to pull the trigger..

       ..drop the bombs from A to Z..
                    
                         ..LOVE is the answer..

have you ever looked at your mirror and KNOW that there's
something very..very wrong in the way..
              ..how we treat each other..

                        ..have the tears dry in the mirror..

when you have under stud what
               kind of a stupid fukin' idiot
              
                            you and the rest of the human race are..

               ..is LOVE the aswer..like 07.00 to 15.00 in some crap ***
                                          
                                       counter..
                     ..that LOVE made to build..

..again..
  ..no reflection..
      
..no relief..
        ..go away..don't speak..

..no words for you..

                ..so go further,,go behind the death..

  ..go elsewhere but yourself..
                   ..your done..


                                              ..and *******..

..add one to the plus and what you get..
            ..more time off course..

there was a man somewhere living his life..and all of a sudden
           there was another man..
                          
     ..and they didn't know what to do..
                     ..looking each other..smellin'..touchin'..

    ..add one to the plus..and that you get..nothing..

                           ..two strangers poke to each other..

    ..who are you..WHO are you..what you are..
                               ..WHAT
                         you are..time when't by and they started to
             feel each other..
                             ..and then there was this curvy being standing
        not many feet away..lookin' shy..dumb..not like these two..

                         ..and one added three..with complications..little blood no
           and then..yelling..cursing..

                ..and stupid moves that looked like dancing..

what i'm about to say is..don't near the fire..or don't fall in love..
             ..or add anything to anything it still doesn't add up..

                                                  ..rest in peace my three kings..

..go strange..****..
      ..no *******..

          ..maybe a little..but not too
      much to go board..
                       ..be still..& ****..

                   ..the one you are..

..it's never too crowd to be near yourself..

                       ..it's nearly impossible to feel and see..

..your the eyewitness of yourself..
                 ..the **** and the jello..

                              ..so why don't you..
               ..move..

                             ..move your *** up..

..i got scars to fill this whole **** world..
       ..and i don't care about it..about what you or you might say..

..it's all ways the same..caring doesn't count..4 no one..

                       ..casting the shadows to the past..i
              see dim traces of creation..mine and your's..
                         ..casting comes alchemy..in it's foot steps..

           ..and the result might be what ever you want it to be..

                                     ..it's all ways up to you..
             ..it's just stupid to stare and claim..
                                    ..that it's somebody's else false..

                 ..you are you life and death..

..bow when there's a change to be a man to this honorary..
..of course..
..you don't do it lightly..without any living experience that
can stand by your side like a 'blood brother'..brother in arms..but to take a bow you have to have mind blowing adventure..concrete..a tale that will be told generations to generations..mouth to mouth..and it's all ways
as breath taking like then when you had to go through to it all..tale brings tear's to those ears that hear and live it all most the same way..there will be gasp's with eyes like full moon's relatively hidden  secrets at the chaos..at the blindness for seeing any of the GOD's..the pride oneself on or upon something that i would count equal to the speciality of the universal adventitious secret of the power's within the bow..and the humility of it's infinite magic..& we know deep within...that when's the time to bow..it's kind of like a source code in our backbone..there's millions of spells to take a bow..you have to be absolutely 110% to make this mode of will and power..'cause after you can't get rid of the kiss of GOD's..so bow only when something/somebody deserve's it..the life ain't gonna be boring after the first time..with right zoom trough of it all..no coming back..your our no JACK..

..therapy..be weary..
      ..it' s scary..

             & you might lose your Deary..

and all thought this poem ****'s ***..big time..

or not..

..all ways remember the ***..

stay away..go away..be away..

          ..don't need a suicide..
               ..don't need
              nothing
                              to do with yours..

keep in to my life..or get as far as you can get..
            ..little miss ******' sunshine..

                 ..you and your fake morality
                                      can **** it..

..so shall u be..dormitory..
                       ..with all power in the world..
          ..**** flech..**** it..

                                  ..cuddle..be..
no ownership..
                 ..that ship has sailed..

mad about madness..
           ..just like sadness..

      ..look alike..
fine dining..
               ..just the that mess
                         where you wanna rest..
                       like bullet in your chest..

                    it's all ways
                       the purest test..

                    ..mad..sad..
                               ..bad..rad..clad..
        
                    the strangest dream that
                                   i  ever lived
                 and give'd...

so
what are
you
thinking

                 and what are you still blinking..

                                still binding..

                              and off course ending
                to singing..

..this was new..
    ..and you know it..
        
maybe it was a dream..
              ..or a ***..

..yeah..

            ..you are the dream..

             ..night after sky..

..more..

..go and figure..look at the mirror and
     find out
         if u really are the one that u believe at all..

      ..so are u there or do u just image it all..

       ..come on..hit your ball..

              ..or be a same doll to fall..

..where are the word's
                    of the
               gone one's..

       ..where are the whisper off angel wings..

                    ..where are where..

       ..do u know..

                       ..gone one..

..go..while u still can..go
         where ever..but not here..

..rainbow's are not meant to last..
                       ..like nothing here..

go..go..go...
and you still would find it..

             ..but yourself..

..rainbow's are not meant to last..

                         ..god speed..

..this is just
made for us..
..this Zoo..

like us & every one
knows
that nature is a huge
part of the concept

that we call God..

so why here..we're the others.. so
the question is just
how are you!?

your own..or part of
the decline of the masses..

how are me?!

i can go to it's everything..everywhere..
i can do it all..and know it all..
           ..be it all..it's in the spine..
                            ..but..

..there's all ways a but..
it's
to us
somehow
too hard to work concrete..
            ..to hug it..

all that collective knowledge..
            ..data..facts..

we might could even fly trough the time &
          sky..we'd make mother..Tellus
                      healthy again..&
clear our ozone..be in health longer..

it's a beautiful bedtime story..the dreams are even after it..

..a glorious poem..
               ..sonnet to yourself and
                   to all that are..

        ..dream of a imagine't  dream..

gate with out the gate..

just an very long tale to see small and clear..

                                             ..you and me..

bye bye..

..this a little odd words
from these lips..oditary
2 myself 2..well..maybe u can see it..
maybe not..
       ..i don't give flyin' ****..

..cleaning..OK..it's easy
if you can start it..
          
           ..then u even wanna clean your neighbor house at
                                  the same  cost..

..but starting..

         ..every fu**in' thing is like invitation to **** yourself..

..but after it all you feel so fukin' fantastic..
                  ..top of the world..

but there's a point too in here..
                    ..but the hairball's are like people
        ..fighting back with every living soul
                        2 not 2 go at  the dumster..sewer..etc..
  
        ..so that's why i'm all most certain of divinity..
             ..The Big Book says: GOD made man to his image..

                         ..so there it is in black and white..

                                          ..divine germs..

( i just washed and cleaned my bathroom and SAUNA..6
it all came to me from this hairball going to the sewer
in stream..)

..yeah..i know..

..eat your word..eat
                  ..em

               ..your word's..
     ..eat 'em..

             ..your word's.. what's the point..
           ..my words
                          
                               what' s the point..

      ..EVERYTHING..

stay..just stay to be where you are..
              ..if you wan't to..

        ..all ways..
                  .. your choice to be misguided..disgusted..
           ..morality's slave..
                               ..tears don't make you cry..

            ..home is where your hat lies..
                           & your hear & soul..

             ..there's your tear's..
                                & fears..

broken ways makes the perfect way

                          ..so stay..still..listen..

where the tears go by..

..i'm still broken even if i'm
            awake..

i understand the symbols of dreaming..
       .. 'cos usually when i am all most dead..

broken is just a little word to describe
          the sorrow that i try to but in word's

normal it isn't ..
               ..but..

                  ..  still i can hear you..
         ..so..

           ..thank you..

..no one likes me anymore..
     ..and that's just fine..

..**** of poetry..
.      there's no tomorrow..

        ..and **** flesh and it's poetry..

Go home and stay there..

     ..ooo..look out..there it is..

            ..total emptyness and pure solitude..

****..****..poetry..

         ..and you again like all ways..

Poetry is ****!

..write yourhead
             whit the hair or not
bald or not..'
                 ..your head..
..your universe..
                ..no limits like'poetry'..

         ..not sorry..**** poetry..

..there are these day's..
                   ..moments..
              ..when you
      see the
                         massive knowledge
            of humanity..it's history..
        ..& the unclear
                          vision of it's future..

..& you just think.(.mesmerised)..the existence of it all..
        ..mesmerised..
                    & scared..

gone in the wind you might say..

              ..our life..it's strings..
    ..our helplessness..

..is it really all right..
           ..to see that you see little too much..

                    ..even do..your trying your best to keep it real
         keep it steady..relaxed..

but there's all ways the conflict between you & you..

                    ..how much the mirror really tell..

                ..the mirror of your mind..

                                       & nature..

in these days that you don't really know right from wrong..
                    ..& vice versa..

..it's ugly & beautiful at the same time..

                      ..and that's what you have deal with..


         ..all the time
                    sometime's just seeing it
                              way too truly..

& you have live thinking that is it good or bad..
            
                                    ..or something totally else..

..today
              not today
     is
       like yesterday
  or
           tomorrow..

or what ever was in the past or will be in the future..

..human race..

..plague..virus..pandemic..

vultures from dying need

become to victims of no seed

so..
        go on
             and tell all of
                      left and right..

write a song
   see
            does it
work..

and then
go
and
**** yourself..

..sure that i am..
     ..no more..

thanks..

..poem..poem..poem..
            ..are you so sure..

  ..for this cure..is it pure..

how do i know..be certain..
          ..that's the real deal..
..bulletproof..

                ..confess..

if there's nothing better to do..
              ..you..

..nobody knows me..i don't
know everyone..truly..
what's the fear..
..our fences..

we smile to each other..
try so much to be good..

..but
what are you
really thinking..what do
you really feel..

..the silent log..
..the passenger..at least..the opportunity..

hard..hard..hard..
don't wanna
      
                think about it..

got thing's to do..places to go..

& i know

,,add a poem
   then go back to home

          where's  your poem

     word's are easy..but how u but them together
                   to ramble each other..

     ..there's the beauty..there's
  
                             the poem

                your life.

..i miss you all ready..
          ..even that your not gone..

there's just you that makes me naked..
                 ..& i love it..i grave it..

you are..you..
           ..are..
you..

and i miss you all ways..
    ..even when you are around..
           ..there..and there..
          
               ..nothing makes me to stay here more..

..but there..

     ..are there's even a reason for this..
                       ..reason..

             ..yep..

..i miss you all ready..