When in doubt
Can we call
Slo- ***
To us all
Out
Of this mess
Man
I wish

We once made
A pact
To always remain
The same
For us not to
Congregate with America
Were not what's become
Call me the slum
I'll make you ***
Give the old dog a bone
Where I saw your daddy
On the other side of the road
****
You should see
what they say about me
Call me touch and go
**** them
Little hoes
There ******
Don't want to own up too
Being a men
Being a woman
But us
Were what the real stuff
Is made up of
People hate that
We live
And we love
Every day
Every way
And when we hate
We pray
Trying to block us
From their reality
Sitting down
Watching their TV
Dyeing free
Ain't even got **** to read
I miss calling it
Pizza from the bin
That the last man
Tossed in
A waste
But my sin
I'm a Smoking *****
Calling ground score
Lighting half butts
Kicking me were it hurts
I'm riding in a hurst  
Puking up my guts
On society
Leaving
Thinking
It's better than me
Na
I left it a long
Time ago
Thought you'd know by now
Eazy doez it

Wearing Sekt
Bleeding mutiny
Screaming demons
On box shadows
Conspiracy of the night
Ripping rubber tight
Laughing odyssey
Hopping commoditys
Playing cool
Metal shins
Smile and grin
Illegal eagles
Give me wings
To a better day
A better way
Back alley junkies
Making the monkeys
Howler sharpened teeth
Steal laced blades
Marking walls
Black as strike
Notches in dirt
Pumping till it hurts
Like Monday
Never beats
Sunday
Cuz I'm
Bumpski's
Hopping stars
Lighting the dark highway
To hell
Like NIB
Every single day
Every single way
Like a red eye Nash
Lighting hash
From
Bringing it back
To stand in place where you are
And riding the frequency
Yeah Blaze Yeah Clive
Yeah Kevin
Smoking
M1987

Crushed from the inside out
As those tore her heart about
Electro magnetic pulse
Turned me all about
Timeless I suppose
Charging a giro sending a pulse
Pusedo genius I enclosed
Prodigy maybe so
Motionless setting tone
Sending my frequencies
Multi sailing through fragmenting L to C
Ohh drat I don't know
Like poker to a cave
Half Russian half Italian
Mocking her intellect
While having her uhhmm
Her haveing you on connect
I do love mirrors
On a clouded day
Per say
Sixth sense are you
degreeing with me
Yes nod your head
As he stood puking up the sun
From Adams Ben
For she worth more live
Than dead
And I like the weight of her majesty lay deep in her ocean
Crushing total game!
I never really liked triangles
It's love
in the 3rd degree
And she is a she
Like an ace gone missing
Nothing up her sleeve
Don't fret
For this mere poetry
And Monday will be
Slender and sleek
Behind bars...
Know what I mean
Your dipping *****
Wiping clean
Not on me!!!!!
So please spare the lady
Some dignity...
For she like to think
For herself
On a day of laundry
Only!
And playing on her phone...
How she miss her children so
Maybe we should let this go
As y'all do
Misses I mean Mr. T!!!
Seems unfair if you ask me!!!

Your a virus
Afraid of the dark
And I Ecclesiophobia
With no name for a
saint
Your much more at fault
Each time you make me fall
You hold me in quill like
the ink of a scholar
When more holy than
the blood of a martyr
When I faultier
through the Nile
In exile
With you
As we both
Lead astray
Each forgetting
Only
Essence is everlasting
As the sun
To moon
Beyond time
What matters not
To you
But I
Forged in thought
As you forgot
Season snared setting
your own trap
Left me
to thurst a bodkin
into my head
without hurting
left
For dead

You always listen to me
When I'm away
I only have
You
Breathing memories
Down my spine
Holding my hand
Like when you said
Shhhhhhh
I need you
But I was too
damaged
To be true for you
Like slamming the brakes
When driving off
Instead of the gas
Creating writers block
Deep bass in my veins
I can't remember
Which one didn't say
Goodbye last
I guess we were
Suppose to return
To ash
as I
Drift into these pages
Like throwing rocks
At your windows
A shattered pain
Making you learn
To love again
Each time you drive
Off
leaving me
At writers block

Like a slap
Red as coco Chanel
Stained your hand
And blood on my tongue
While your ******* my lips
As you unbutton my dress
Sliding your hands up my hips
As this is how the story's
THE END

She sat alone
At here souls feat
Only the light of a candle
Lead it not away
For it was quite
And peaceful
A melody of stones
That she jingled
One here one there
All filled of stone
As she bid away her soul
In place of the grey stone
That mocked the name
As she sang
Into unto the the water
Turbulent below
Yet silent and peaceful within
Etched upon the melody
As she rocked to and fro
The graceful move
Her body make
When standing ten feet deep
To a beat
That sang
Who's afraid of Virginia Wolfe
Virginia Wolfe Virginia Wolfe
Who's afraid the last lone wolf
The one that only dies
And I sang
Until the gates of gray
Shine in the light
In which they
Open

A la víbora, víbora de la mar, de la mar,
Por aquí pueden pasar.
Los de adelante corren mucho,
Los de atrás se quedarán,
Tras, tras, tras.

Una Mejicana, que frutas vendía,
Ciruelas, chabacanos, melón y sandía.
Verbena, verbena,
Jardín de matatena.
Que llueva, que llueva,
La Virgen de la cueva.

Campanita de oro,
Déjame pasar, con todos mis hijos,
Menos éste de atrás, tras, tras, tras,
Será melón, será sandia
Será la vieja del otro día!

El puente esta quebrado
que lo manden componer
Con cascaras de huevo
y pedazos de oropel
pel, pel, pel, pel

Like a spell
You course my veins
Can never tell
If it be night or day
Blinded by your name
Each time
You run through me
You make my blood pump
Harder
Making me spread
While you course
My veins

So I put it together
And cleaned up my room
Picked up in the corners
All I could do

I'd lick them too
Just for you

They multiple
Many multi eyes
With each six arms
With hands like five blames
All over the place
Insane

When I lick you
You make my glands
Drop respond off my lips
As I grasp for breath
On your neck
Then lick it off
Again

Turn me to stone
Skipping me across the ocean
Bringing me In with the tide
Dancing on the coast
One skip at a time