Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jun 2020
Incarceration on a vacant spaceship
My empty cell is blood count
Anti vaccination
Like egyptian hyroglyphs deemed by early humans sacred.

Meaning this horus (  ***** is)
Taking ra gods raw dogs
Naked. Loving space ****
this prison is the greatest
Facialize the false gods
*** prophecy illuminates
A date with God
And ill be waiting...
******* tucked on vessel
Nestled up both nasal
Passenges in case I get impatient
Sabotage the spaceship.
On board lazers
Made of ether dust.
Made it to the pod crafts.
Out the gate
Disconnect
All the seeing stuff.
So no one digitally
Creeps and sees
My ***** ******* stealing stuff
Like angel wings
Pencil shavings
Angel dust and ****** fuzz
I left the orbit.
In a mod craft.
Received in the farthest reaches
Of a need for drugs.
Orbiting venus
In between intervenius drugs
Not wanting pain
Like vanes and blood
the ******* needle does.
Or ****. They love.
But to me its ******.
I escape the fate of drugs.
Only if I change
Into a demon ****
With cleavage stuffed
And the meanest ****.
Eyes like ***** brooms
Better be cleaning stuff...
Her hair is always clean enough.
Her curves are too
Windy just to speed it up
Stay on track jordan
Thats me you wanna beat it up
Don't freestyle its me you want
Yep you just told the internet
I got your ***** up
Its a split personality.
Pit versus gainst.
Either one of us they
Teach this stuff.
I think its me they love.
But you can chris brown
Rihanna. Ba ba beat it up
Jordan Gablehouse
Written by
Jordan Gablehouse  27/Two-Spirit/Canada
(27/Two-Spirit/Canada)   
33
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems