I am a ******* artist
I ******* my way through ******* conversations
And I ******* all of my ******* poetry
I ******* my daily life
Spewing ******* to people around
Who themselves are really full of ******* as well
I do this to hide the fact that I am really full of *******
You see it is a recursive cycle of *******
Me bullshitting them, them me, and everyone full of *******
And don’t get me wrong I’m not trying to feed you negative *******
I even believe my own *******
And their *******
I guess you could say it is some Buddhist *******
Or some ******* like that
But really we are all so full of ******* that it’s coming out our eyes
Even this poem right here is *******
I don’t even buy this *******
ah ******* is there any sifting through you?
any escape from *******?
It just seems like the more you try to sift through the *******
The more you get your hands covered in *******

So you see how I fall deeper and deeper into *******
It really is appropriate

[Intro: Honey *******]
You ******* ******* stink
Go take a ******* shower
Schwag. Asian *******

[Verse 1: Honey *******]
******, I ain't got time for a stupid broad
Cause bro I'm 'bout to beat a ***** and probably lose my job
****, I'm a bubble
Listen, *****. I tell you cool it off
Cause acting smart'll get you deaded
*****, I rule the spot
Now, homie, I ain't ******* down to catch a charge, bro
Now her body found the same place she had parked, bro. (Whoops! [x3])
I forgot my ******* ride for me
Cause these ******* that drive for me
Are these ******* flying for free
I gain mine. There's a difference. You remember that
Cause I'm always hungry for the **** that I ain't never had
This here is baby food and be all like, "*****, **** a snack! "
See ****** who said I'm crap is asking me to hit 'em back
*****, **** that!

[Hook x2: Honey *******]
Now, I ain't got time for *******
If I ain't getting mine, then that's *******
Why you all up in my face with this *******?
Ew. *****, you smell like *******

[Verse 2: Honey *******]
Oh, here I go. There they go in this here game again
Now these ******* praying they gon' never hear my name again
But look, I'm a stay around even although they acting like I can't
I don't sleep at all cause it'll always be my time again
That means I work hard, homie. I don't play around, dawg
Better cut this ******* or your face'll meet the ground, dawg
But after all, it's for the haters and the groupies, though
Find me at the studio
The smart ***** with a stupid flow
**** delivery. Got fans who in the dance
Now my enemies got plans
They just searching for a chance
**** friends cause I'm married to the music
*****, cause I gained the world and die before I lose it
So cool it

[Hook x2: Honey *******]
Now, I ain't got time for *******
If I ain't getting mine, then that's *******
Why you all up in my face with this *******?
Ew. *****, you smell like *******

[Verse 3: Tyga]
***** back, back. Why your *** so flat?
Tell your best friend I want that
I don't pretend, *****, and I don't act
Why you all up in my chat?
Telling people that you know him
If I lend you all on my back
Criss-cross, you wiggedy-wack! (Aghh!)
Duplicating my racks
Introduce you to my life
Yeah, my gold heavy metal
You can't rock out on my level
Yeah, yeah. That's a red Ferarri
And I'm dancing with the devil
***** testing me, you get answers
**** a ***** quick fast, like cancer. (Aghh!)
(Well, well) Make a ***** rubbin money on my **** till it swell, swell
And ya money, money shorter than a elf, elf
And I keep cool J's like LL
(Hell yeah) I don; t wanna start nuttin' *****, lemme finish
All in a ***** net ***** mouth like a dentist
(Dennis) Rodman. Come on, come on
*****, is you with it, with it?
Cause I ain't

[Hook x2: Honey *******]
Now, I ain't got time for *******
If I ain't getting mine, then that's *******
Why you all up in my face with this *******?
Ew. *****, you smell like *******

By Arcassin Burnham


This is that all of a sudden my grandpa got diabetes
*******,
That Chemo can fight all types of cancers type of
*******,
I love you but i think i need space for some time
*******,
I want my virginity taken like everybody in my class
*******,
I'm gonna  complain and complain to anger my husband even more
*******,
she told me I had to be big down there to please her good
*******,
At the end of the day you think I'm your friend, on some back stabbing
*******,
I don't know why people listen to television
*******,
this that eat everything in the fridge and leave everybody nothing
*******,
What are you gonna do ****,
the world ain't what it seems and just you blind *******,
I rather raise money to move to another country and get a passport
*******.

I've been subjected
To far too much
Of your *******.

One
Two
Three.
Each have their equal.

Makes a
Two
Four
Six.
All married in the squeal.

Make a movie from this *******.
Write a trilogy for youth.
Paste the pictures on a portrait.
Turn the ******* into truth.

Truth.
What's the
Truth.
Lately I don't give a
****.

Where is God
Where is Allah
Where is Buddha
Where is man.

They're all out there to
Protect us
To give us a glimmer of
Hope.
But I don't feel protected
Not in all of this
*******.

You can't tell me that I matter
With a straight face.
And how funny it is
That you expect me to believe you
When you say it'll be "alright"
And you whisper
"baby please don't
fright"
Baby baby please don't
Frighten the children
With your talk of
Failing kingdoms
And your thoughts of
Desperation.
Baby baby please
Keep it to yourself.

Do you see it yet?
Can you taste it?
All the
*******.
So readily available
For us to take.
To inhale
To pop down
To drink
To inject
To "respect your authority"
To "mother knows best"

Don't let it swallow you up.
When one turns to two
And two turns to four
And then three turns to six
And you're the last one left
To pick up the sticks
Of your crumpling family tree.

Maybe if your two sisters and your brother
All got married and went off with their
New little families
You would understand
Just what I'm going through.
This failing family I'm asked to
Hold together with old band aids
That were used to cover the
Scars in this unit we shared.
Those scars that we swept under the rug
Those "let's not talk about it"
Those "she'll be alright."
I'm sure she just got overwhelmed
By this single moment.
There can't be anything
That we're missing.
There can't be a question
We didn't ask.

It's all *******.

How much longer must I paint on my face
Each morning
To maintain this facade
That I'm not broken inside.
That I'm not so
God
****
Alone.

Drowning
Down
Down
Down
In all of this
*******.

Trying to reach the surface
Trying to let you know that I'm
Not okay.
And that I'm no longer sure that
I will be.

How much longer must I
Stay here.
Hearing you all sing
"Baby baby it'll be alright
Don't you worry don't you fright
It's just a phase
It's just a feeling
It'll pass
It'll pass."
Well let me tell you what.
Let's pretend you care for a minute
And hear me out one last time.
Then I'll shut up and you can go on
Drinking down your ******* with a painted on smile.

Sometimes people are not okay.
Sometimes people are suicidal.
Sometimes people are struggling.
Sometimes people fail.
And sometimes people don't need a doctor
Or a pill off some prescription
To be okay again.
Sometimes they need you
To break through the *******
And to stop caring about
Politics and what your mother and father taught you
To be right.
Sometime you need to forget it all for a friend.
Tear away the stigmas and the stereotypes and all of the
*******
And just hear them out.
Hold them close and tell them
"Baby baby it's okay
To not be okay
All of the time."

Sometimes we just need a break
From the *******.
So please,
Just give me some space.
I'll be okay.
I'm sure I just got overwhelmed
By this single moment.
It's just a phase
It's just a feeling
It'll pass.
It'll pass.

i hate when someone tells me they love me it’s all  ******* nothing but bitter illusions and ******* and for a while that’s all i was made out of . I gave my heart to her , and she held it close enough for me not to leave but too far for me to reach out to hers, she’ll still swear up and down she loves me , and that she’d love to be with me but she just can’t for whatever the jack **** reason. I don’t really care anymore, everybody after her will probably say i never did in the first place, but i did , they just weren’t in first place, there's always someone else, there used to be at least, i never stayed to just one girl i’d have one girl think i was drop dead in love with her and all her friends just waiting for a shot, while i had 3 other girls ready for whatever whenever, just longing for my attention , some would call it childish but sometimes adults need safety nets, and so what if i was childish i’m ******* 16 years old and everyone around me acts like i’m supposed to have my life together, so i act like my lifes together , but it never is nor will it ever really will be, i’ve lost to much of myself, i lost her , and her , and her ,and her and her and her and her and it goes on probably , or not i’m not sure, my best friend as of now’ll prolly just say i’m in love with everything that walks, and i’ll playfully tell her yeah i’m probably in love with you too , haha who knows right ? If i’m in love with everything that walks can you be my line leader for a month or 6 or the rest of eternity , i can’t explain how i feel about you, and i’m sure you hate that just as much as i do , to make it simple i’m crazy about you, but i’m literally crazy about you, no scratch that i’m psychotic about you cause if anything touches my moonlight they won’t walk another day in the sun, their family’s won’t either , not a single soul associated with who ever hurt my peace will live a sane life , i will **** them literally i will rip them to shreds. But i’m a paradox, i did what i would never let someone else do , i hurt you more than i’m sure most people ever will, i guess that’s why when you and her were feeding your pill addiction i was killing myself off with anything i could get my hands on , i was disgusted at my infatuation with her beauty  , i still am, i was outraged about how much she caught my eye, and how i couldn’t stop, it was a love spell i swear it had to have been , it's the look in her eyes, i’m sorry i’m so sorry i’m sure you know the look, it couldn’t have only been me she was way too good, at everything, she knew , everything, i couldn’t explain it but this girl had me in every single way, i've never been so attracted to anyone in my life ******* the fatality wasn’t even worth it , but if i seen her today and she gave me that look i know i couldn’t resist ,her eyes says she loves me and it’s all mine, in fact last time i seen her i think “i love it because it’s all mine” slipped out or something like that, but i corrected myself and said at least until “you leave tonight but i don’t care”,but the thing is i do care and i haven’t cared about someone since the last girl i called best friend who left me for her punk *** ***** pretty boy lover **** ***** , she dipped on some *******,a complete miss since of communication that i tried to talk to , i always did it was always me i fought and **** her no just **** her , and **** all of them **** everyone who’s ever said they’d be there , what happened , has forever already ended princess, i thought the wick was longer on my firework , i thought i could keep it going , i don’t ******* know i fell in love with the way she looked at me , it was empty yet so full of love , it was everything and nothing , it was a paradox and a challenge i thought i could handle , but i couldn’t ,  i fall in love with the moment i guess, i don’t really know, i don’t know where i’m at anymore , i’m just floating , watching life pass by , watching the the girl i’d die for drown in the girl i cried for , i can’t leave , i can’t do anything, i can’t do anything when it’s over i can’t do anything tamper , i can’t stop her from hurting herself again , i can’t stop her from trying to love her again , i can’t stop these two empty bottles from dropping out of my hands , don’t get me wrong , i actually have the power to destroy it all, god nothing would make me happier , than seeing you both where i’m at, except seeing you both happy, but i can’t watch you two form that together, i can’t think about her lips pressed against your skin , or her breath running down your neck, or her teeth at your thighs, i can’t i've never felt an anger so fierce so hot a hate so cold the devil would ask for help . What am i to do  , no really someone anyone please tell me what i’m supposed to do .  i don’t ******* know , i’ve been thinking about leaving state, getting away from all the familiar faces, but what good is running away from you problems, i don’t run i fight, but how do i fight this fight, i know i’ve committed to many wrongs to make any of this exactly right but this isn’t fair this is ******* , and i now know exactly how i made you feel and that’s *******, and i can take away everything you feel and that’s *******, i love you and that’s ******* you love her and that’s ******* , she can’t love and that’s ******* , love is ******* and i hate everything and everyone , you’re all ******* nothing you’re not really there you don’t really care you just act like you do but in reality you’re just there to make sure i don’t harm your plans and i don’t wrong you , you say you watch out for me but you really just watch me, i’m really so ******* nice , you don’t understand no one understands, i’m just an ******* to everyone in everyone's eyes, but really i’m the nicest ******* little **** ever , i could throw everything in a ******* tornado that no one would get out ,i can take everyone to my home . HELL , no one would ******* like that , no one would be right , everyone i mean ******* everyone , but no i don’t i keep my cool i let all this nonsense fly i don’t do ****, i’m really a nice guy once you think about it , but i’m just the drop out ******* loser who doesn’t go to school and might still your girlfriend, i call myself god a lot but i’m a lot closer to the devil the devil is a fallen angel , the devil was good he got greedy with power tho , i’m a lot similar except , i didn’t get greedy with power and fill myself of hate, i got greedy with love and the idea of “us” i infatuated myself deep within the idea of how perfect we could be, i gave you all my love, all of you , and this is where i’m at, watching live from hell floating over earth , hate filled veins fueling the empty heart from the head of a thousand demons, i fight them a lot tho , i fight them cause i can’t get over you , i can’t get over your touch and i can even catch your scent if i’m to deep in nostalgia , everything reminds me of you and i mean everything , i can’t open my phone without seeing your face, i don’t even sit in the same chair at my best friends house, neither of them , i loved you so much, and we could’ve had it all and i know it was rough and i know how you are cause we were one in the same so i know those feelings couldn’t have just left and i know it couldn’t have been that simple could it ? cause i’m still not over you and it's been basically 2 months since you looked at me differently , you told me that spark was still there , and everytime we kiss it lights me a new one, but am i really just another one of them to you , i’ve never been one of them , i’ve always been him, and i don’t know, i seen forever with you and i still do and i can’t shake that , i can’t help that when i see my future i have 3 kids and this gorgeous trophy wife , i can’t shake the feeling that it’ll happen , and it'll work out,why can’t i shake that , if i could i’d be over you i swear , but you can’t run away from the future and i guess that’s just where i had you pinned down, and i’m tripping is what i felt not real , how fake was the love ******* i let myself drown and i hate water , i did everything i said i wouldn’t , i’m not a cliche person at all, you just gave me a reason to be , you made me realize why cliche is a thing why the essence of such stupidity exist , you gave me a taste of love when you’ve been numb to it your self how , i don’t understand , why is my heart so dead set on this girl, i knew right from the start when her leg across my lap i wouldn't be able to escape if i tampered with this tornado , i was drawn into the eye of the storm where it was calm and beautiful , the storm itself the chaos everything was beautiful because within that eye layed my green eyed goddess and i’d swear right now i won’t stop untill i get her back, but that's the wrong thing to do , she told me she loved you .

Okay. Straight up? No *******?
It was you.
Mr. Out-of-the-Blue. You.
With your piercing eyes
With your persistent tries to create those ties
and to pacify my cries.
You, were the one who came at me
as a complete and utter surprise.
But as I tried to hide behind the length of my arms
To protect myself from all your charms and harms,
You pushed past my steel wall
And got me to make the call.
Not text. No, not like all the rest.
Because it was your tight hold in the midst of the cold
It was your soft voice that got me to make the choice
To take that godforsaken risk
Because with each and every single kiss,
You brought me the most euphoric bliss
That I have ever reached.
And all this? …in a single week.
 
Alright alright. Straight up, though. No *******.
I gave you my ******* all.
I let myself whole-heartedly fall.  
Now if you had even knew
What I had said to be true.
If you had listened with your ears rather than your eyes.
And had tried
With something other than what’s between those thighs,
You would be able to see
That I never give this away so easily.
I usually test the best
And pick and choose
The ones that never let their morals to loose.
I make them race and chase,
Make them burn and ******* earn
What I have to offer.
Because I know,
I always make the wait,
NO. The work worth while.
 
Straight up and NO *******.
“So passionate… so real and raw”
Was what you said you saw.
Yet here we are
With me supposedly not up to par?
No, no, no.
YOU'RE the one that let it slip.
You had me in your grip,
Yet her in your heart
And ultimately, you let it tear us apart.
 
Pleasee, just straight up and NO MORE *******.
How dare you just sit there and stare
How dare you give ME that ******* glare
And have the audacity to tell me
No, have the ******* nerve
to say that I deserve
ANY of this
After I gave you the love you supposedly wanted
And the support you supposedly flaunted...?
 
Alright. Fine. Straight up, no *******.
I’ll be the one to step up to the plate.
I’ll be the one to grab the rake and clear out what’s fake.
I’ll be the one to man the **** up.
Because clearly.... someone never fully developed.
Alright, I ****** up.
I ****** up because I stood by and let you lie
Let you spit in my face
And put me in this place
Let you drag me behind as you tried to find
Out if I’m worth the fight,
But soon enough, you’ll see that I was right.
 
Just straight up and no ******* already.
I am done watching someone be so weak
Running around with nothing to seek.
Playing games with different names.
If this is how you want to play
Okay, I can be the one to toss you away.
Because I will never stand to take this ******* day by day by day.
I’m one to cut my losses and move the **** on.
So you know what…
Don’t ever consider me another one of your pawns.

People are *******
Love is *******
Finding people to hangout with is *******.

Everyones busy with Netflix is *******
Being bored on a beautiful day is *******
Life now a days is complete *******.

I've lost friends
before
I'm used to people leaving
I'm used to pain
I'm used to loneliness

Maybe this is all poetic *******

Maybe I'm a lost cause
But, maybe, just maybe
I care about you more than anything
because I've had friends
self-harm,
wrap ropes around necks,
wrap cars around trees,
and I wouldn't wish
that on my worst enemy

I speak poetic *******

I speak
for the wounded
and for those
whose voices
are drowned in the words
of those who say
"I'm fine."
when everything
is falling apart
around them

This is poetic *******

This is me
writing words out
because my heart
bleeds
for the ones I love,
I'd rather my blood
spill on a page
than from my wrists

I am the epitome of poetic *******

I am alone
I am weak
I am your best friend
I am scared
I am imperfect
I am everything and nothing
I am alive

I write poetic *******

I write poetic *******
because someone
out there in this ****** up world
will read it and feel
something, anything,
and I hope
it breathes life into their lungs
and they inhale
the world around them
for the first time

This is not poetic *******
This is life

The end of the holiday's are near and it's time for me to get back to work. I've been writing and reading and thinking and meditating for years. Preparing the temple, so to speak. My stories are public and private goods and the presentation and profits of these stories must be landed in a good and truthful way ~ I've spent much time and energy on how to do this in a way where I can maintain certain intensities and integrity. Intensity for distillation of truth and integrity for power and resonance.

Stories are just stories but it is the ***** when someone else co-opts your creation and paves over the nuances and complexities of that which you had overtly placed your personal power, thought, and energy into.

You might be reading this and all you are seeing is: *******, *******, *******, *******.  All ******* for as far as the eye can see. Fair enough, I've been thinking the same for years but just when I thought I was out, the ******* keeps pulling me back in. As far as I can see though, **** is the distillation of truth and I hope that I can spin this yarn into a web that you will see the ******* structure that holds up the ******* truth and maybe we can try and digest that and compost it and churn through it then grow a mushroom on top of it and then eat the mushroom so we can attempt to find the spiritual truth of what our ******* structure lies upon. This particular idea is not just some floaty meandering abstraction, it is a truth I saw on the land: Longview, Alberta. And this truth was emodied in the ghost I slept in, nearby in Indian Graves Campground that night.

The land speaks if we let it; if we have prepared our temples, maybe the land speaks truth.

You feel me. If you don't then that's ok. It isn't your time and maybe never will be for this iteration of instinct that I am presenting. My rhymes aren't meant to resonate with everyone all the time. I'm not writing pablum or soul food. Feed your own soul in your own way. That's between you and Mr. Potter and the Chairman. Our truths are our truths and they are absolute.

The reason that I know I am prepared to write this story now is because I have done the work. I have found my inner compass and tested it time and again. While in process and flow, the landscaping shifted and my truth's fell away and the absolute revealed itself one star at a time and isn't it ironic how in tune our bards are with the ... wait for it ... enigmatic.

So where am I going to land this access point to the White Buffalo medication? I am not. The medicine already flows and always has, I just woke up and took what was prescribed because a dude in shorts once told me: abide!

Any ****** word
don't deserve
cannot release,
the angst I feel,

I've warned you
but you swayed,
felt *******
and betrayed

Seemed like
I am the one sorry,
and I am the one
harshly blamed

For your
Ill-Advised acts,
your unworthy
decision pays

****
this scenario
Your mind games
come into play

Decoy your ego
hear my
"*******"
on the way

*******