but i,
should have killed 4, 500 of 'em
and it would have made me feel better,
if ya slap me in the face,
ssst
what do u think i would do next,
should have,
if u want to ****,
killing you, then **** me
smoke ya blood choke grip,
ssstupid,
mask and i am punchy,
punch me
benefit sexually,
ssssst
mental demise blood-oil eyes of the halls of Amenti,
tiles a'slick'd,
and ethereal,
where have i seen this before,
in a dream, could it be, this inanimate,
what am i to do with,
this man inside the cage,
i am another suicide,
constellation suicide,
lost sensory distortion
struck the key-match,
movin thru spirals,
never angles,
thru spirals, into you
i know you,
i like your style kid,
locked on ur mind linked up jacked in,
thats not me, im not on,
pill for ,
criminal patsy assassins,
dont ask me,
i fake sleep at night.

i feel,
i am,
too many skin cells,
dripping from the window paines,
u can enter me,
through my artery,
shapeshifter,
name sticker,
hello my name is,
broken down,
syllable,
for syllable,
*****,
i am the greed,
the earth vacuity,
drift in through,
stopped my seed,
of the tortorous,
maleficent,
hell bent drifter,
plasmatic,
plaid static,
but statiscally speaking,
follow what u failed seeking,
and i got mine,
what the ***** the,
blunt with it,
home spinning,
a web of dementia,
fluctuations in the station of my mind,
lost in transition,
driftin dimension,
beam of projection,
one way in
no way out,
im anti procreation,
this is my expropriation,
juxtaposed across my mind,
shot through ya head,
and u die,
death has arrived,
dead on arrival,
but really ur mind is not ur only rival.

dead imagined by a dead imagination,
and god is my **** boii,
no relation,
it is a sin to cut the skin yourself,
so if you measure me,
please pleasure me,
i got ****
sincerely i was born from the rat ***** my daddy ******
pour me
like acid on me
dissolve my complexities,
AAHHH ,
i feel a feeling
free of feeling,
senseless being,
motionless state,
move out from under
be in inside of me
6 different paths,
6 different eyes,
and i am 6
i am the six i worship
the contorted
and twisted runner of
the keepers of insanity
lock away their sanity
lock away their witness
lock as an ability
to perceive a straight reality
induced by his lobotomy
remember me
dismember me
members of this are
sorry
if im lost
u wont come out to find me
if im out, when in doubt, ****** out, if im feigned for existence
to be man is suicide
solicitors expected to solicit me my fears
but now u know
i fear i have no fears
permanoid,
void is man
we must begin the countdown to madness
let me begin, let me begin, before these bleeders
eat my feet
i ate my liver
i ate my splean, and if u ask
i ate my stomach
cuz i still need lungs to smoke
cuz i still **** god
nonstop *** all night
still need lungs to smoke
after ***
coalescing within you
after all you are
worthless.

You know how there's a Doomsday clock that measures how close we are from a global catastrophe?
That's about as close as I am to messaging you on any given day.

Yankee Doodle you’re a dope
And a brain-dead pigeon.
You elected a big mope
Who brought his villains with him.

Yank your doodle and keep it up
That should keep you busy.
Then we’ll all say look at him
He’s not worth much more, is he?

Yankee ******* went to DC
Just to make a fortune.
But his dreams of grandeur we
Found we can’t afford them.

Yankee Doodle is not one guy
Turns out it’s half a nation.
Now we have the piper to pay
And he will have his ration.

Yankee Doodle, bunch of fools
Easy to mislead them.
Now they have but fallow fields
And no good grain to feed them.

Yankee ******* feeds them lies
Says he’ll fix the whole thing.
Half the people said yes he will
The rest say who’s he kidding?

Yankee ******* is a man
Yankee Doodle's not one.
Yankee Doodle loves a fascist.
Omigod, they’ve got one!

With all the branches bowing down
By the weight she had, the fruits and leaves
The evening rays rubbed them, so colorful
A few fell down, flew down with the breeze
It was a funeral, every sight at once
No one noticed, a new born, an old fell

Everyone had their heads bowed down
A long story ended, another book published
To mother nature, God will evaluate him
Must have filled with adventures, mercy or crime
I believe, you've taught your children good
They are grieving, picking up a hand full of mud

In the midst of rituals, a host of sparrows
Flew above us, chirping, far away
Yes, here, I witness
Today, tomorrow or someday
I'll doom into your body, six feet under

Missing in Action--
that would be me--
I hide out in my dark room
sometimes afraid
to leave the gloom
but when I finally
find my way back here
I always find writes
that seem so perfect and dear
and I wonder why
it takes me so long
to come back here to read
when so oftentimes
that I do--
it sparks the hidden need
I feel for connection
for all you amazing poets here
thank you, dear poets
for helping me to clear
a path to a new and improved me
I hope I'll be here more often
and that you all
will be happy, safe, healthy and free...

Whilst the mist fall
Wiped the window
From this far I could see
Framed hanging picture
Not a modern art, amaze
A view, take my soul with
The talent to portray nature
The beauty, the naked truth
Once man's exploited mind,
Increased thrive for progress
Led to destroy the essence
The source he grew up
Found shelter upon, betrayed
He's ashamed now, to touch
With his bare foot or finger
To feel the poisoned mother
He's brave, to let her bleed
By his vicious weapons