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516 · Mar 2015
Incomplete Pass
Tommy Johnson Mar 2015
What time and where are we hanging sideway picture frames
Swaying above the floor?
Please alert the coroner
I’m not that quite sure
516 · Jul 2014
Ibogaine Thursdays
Tommy Johnson Jul 2014
A boxer with an undercut goes for an uppercut against his opponent
Who doesn't know the correct pronunciation of the word "sterile"  
Don't you get it?
Cut the cable
And stay inviolate
Perform the synthesis
Wait for the nuisance to abate

Ride on the magic carpet
Be nimble
Pass on
Against the grain
The shrill laughs
Just make your way in the world
Through the Savannah
Going job hunting

Downplay it
A well deserved day off
Coke bottle glasses
Sleepless
Countering verbal assaults
Chopping wood and ******* blood
Oh brother, oh bother
Upstairs, down stairs

Pushed away by bad music
The barista sneezed in my coffee
I wonder what she does after hours
Mercy mild
Made from concentrate
You don't want any part of this
You poor anemic *******
You *** stirrer
Tommy Johnson Jun 2014
Drop in
Just in case you missed it
Lost marbles and missing puzzle pieces
If what? But, What if?

This is my only recourse
A resource of thick accents
And made up minds
That think it's all water under the bridge

The thumping of her heart subsides
Disposable income comes naturally now
She impersonates impostors with crooked teeth and bad posture
But that's just the prelude

She foresees it all
How does it look?
"Sour grapes and low hanging fruit"
"Permanence is a myth"

Case closed
"Belly button lint and earwax"
"Pay your dues"
Outcries about fiscal responsibility

"Fill in the blanks with what you want to hear"
Fraudulent pyramid scams
Pinsetters falling for ponzi schemes
That leave them with a bad tastes in their mouths

"Lets head up to Golgotha
And rip the nails from the Penitent thief's hands
Then stick them in the Impenitent thief's eyes
Just a new number to add to our repertoire"
515 · Jun 2014
Mark
Tommy Johnson Jun 2014
Wail
Whine
And flail

Regale us with your colorful photographic memory
But use discretion, there are children here

We had Schnapps in a spray bottle
At the time I had the most unsightly uni-brow
And they asked us all to define the term "tongue-in-cheek"
We laughed and said, "Never go *** to mouth!"
We got suspended

We decided to pull out the heavy artillery
And painted a giant **** on the side of the school
We needed an auxiliary artist
So we hired an abstract
He spray painted "Get up and go, lay down and die"
Right on the main entrance, so incredibly serupticiously
And in such an irregular manner, as if he put every ounce of his disdain towards that institution of  lower learning in every movement
Like Van Gogh in real life live action

The next morning, hot off the press was our act of vandalism
We foiled the plans of the faculty to have a nice school day
They acted perfectly, like it was scripted
Angry, horrified and ashamed

The sound of us patting ourselves on the back was incomparable to anything we've ever felt
Even my incontinent grandmother laughed

But soon all the movers and shakers at city hall demanded the ones guilty were found
They rechecked the security footage again and again
They went through student records
It all lead to us
They picked me up while I lied drunk on top of scraps of nonsensical
writings
I resisted arrest and became a victim of police brutality
Knight sticks slammed into my chest
Tips of pointed boots driven into my stomach
And demeaning verbal abuse to my person

The aftermath was all of us serving six months in juvy
Surrounded by incompetent correction officers
And just waiting for our boys to spring us
If I had a chance to do it all over, I'd do it all again
514 · Jun 2014
21
Tommy Johnson Jun 2014
21
I'm finally 21
I'm 21

I think it's weird how 21 is a milestone in everyone's life
Why?
Because you can drink legally?
You can now become a drunken buffoon because you'r of age now

What have I done in my 21 years of fleshy existence?

I've been born
I've been orphaned
I've been adopted

I've been picked on
I've made friends
I've made enemies
I've lost people
To death
And misunderstanding

I've been in love
I've been loved
I have loved
I've hated
I've been hated

Countless tears
Uncountable laughs

Experiences
Opportunities
Adventures
Lessons
That I'll have forever

I don't know how many cups of coffee I've drank
Or cigarettes I've smoked
Copious amounts of marijuana
And endless alcoholic beverages

I've been a lead singer in a band
A lyricist
A bass player
A cook
A dishwasher
A custodian
A student
A son
A boyfriend
A friend with benefits
An ex
A stranger
A memory
A dream

I've written many things
I've haven't written many things
I have many mistakes under my belt
I never find myself being mastered by time
Or under the gun
I see myself in cahoots with infinity

I'm just getting started
But if I was to die right now
I'd be okay, I'm grateful to be here this long
And death would just be a new thing
But to go further into life is still alright with me

I'm 21 today
But the number in my mind is a sideways eight


Tommy Johnson Jun 2014
This is no time for mudslinging
Or complimentary pillow chocolates
We're here to scour these head stones to make this bone yard look more lively
Now, get over your shell shock and let's get to it  

You know our motto
"They drop, we mop!"

And our slogan
"Dead as a door nail, clean as a whistle"

Adjust your bifocals
And allow this to soak in
There is nothing to fear here
I know it's creepy but we have a job to do and a name to uphold

I'm telling you in advanced, at night you might be on edge since you're new

There are no walking dead zombies here or ghost or ghouls
They've all been neutralized, passed on, embalmed and buried
If not they will ring the bell beside they're grave and the gravedigger will come and do some excavating

I know death strikes a chord with you after that accident at that donkey show in Juarez but it'll be fine

I have not disclosed any information from you, all is well

Except the fact that this is a cursed ancient Indian burial ground
Where witch doctors are put in the ground and their spirits come and work black magic on all those who tread here

Okay bye!
511 · Mar 2015
The Feeling That Kills
Tommy Johnson Mar 2015
Kindly back the *******
Can't you see I'm ******
Not at you not at all
But I might unleash it

I've had more than enough
I'm way beyond mift
My hand,your head,that wall
You stupid *******

They pulled the pin
This is it
This is it

I don't know why I'm mad
Forgot to take my pills
My fists are shaking with rage
And my face is turning red

Think I'm gonna do something bad
This is not at my will
Rabid bear in a cage
And it hasn't been fed

They pulled the pin
This is it
This is it

Don't even make a sound
Shut up you're going down

You're blood on my hands
Don't tell me I can't

Cause I will
The feeling that kills

Blind aggression leave me now
All my anger get the **** out

Don't even make a sound
Shut up you're going down

You're blood on my hands
Don't tell me I can't

Cause I will
The feeling that kills
506 · Sep 2014
Never-fading Flame
Tommy Johnson Sep 2014
Let's stay in today
With movies
And blankets
And us, there's nothing we need to say

Laying in my arms
I'll never let you go
There is no one else
I would want to hold

Let's stay in today
Let's kiss until
Junes turns into May

Laying in your arms
I already know
That you are mine
And I'm yours
That I'm sure of

Let the house burn down
We will sleep safe and sound
I want to expire together
And be with you forever

Let the flames eat us alive
I'll die with your hand in mine
I want to expire together
And be with you forever

Lets stay in today
And do anything
And everything
We can think of

Laying in my bed
A dream came to my head
But you took the words out of my mouth
And you said it instead

Let the house burn down
We will sleep safe and sound
I want to expire together
And be with you forever

Let the flames eat us alive
I'll die with your hand in mine
I want to expire together
And be with you forever

Mine is a love that will never fade
504 · Dec 2013
Passing Thought
Tommy Johnson Dec 2013
I feel the spirits of the world around me
Going insane, craving, sporadic and tense
Incompetent leaders yearning for another million dollar investment
Disregarding the question of right and wrong
504 · Apr 2014
"Life Is Good"
Tommy Johnson Apr 2014
I love how you have a "Life is good" tire cover
When you are a bitter, callous person
Full of hate and double standards
Drunk, overworked and prideful

But at least you're trying to seem happy
I understand
Broken bonds
Bad relationships
Rejection
Loathing from your own parents
I'm sorry friend

But I can't look at the back of your car with out having a chuckle of irony
500 · Apr 2014
Quip #3
Tommy Johnson Apr 2014
When you point the finger at someone
There are three more pointing right back at you
So just give them the *******
No fingers with be pointed at you and that stupid **** will know they ****** up
499 · Dec 2013
Solstice
Tommy Johnson Dec 2013
My only girl lost in the snow
My lonely beauty where did you go
My sickly lovers far over the rainbow

Leaping in the winters day
Falling down, come my way
I ask you kindly please, just stay

The winds are high
Temperatures low
Where did my sunshine go?

She was here in the fall
High spirit and all
She would answer when I’d call

She remained in the summer
She was mine, the was no other
Putting no one else above her

Now she fades in to winter
Lost in the snow
Now she ventures
With nowhere to go
498 · Mar 2015
Unfinished Trance
Tommy Johnson Mar 2015
He wonders how he does it
Ah ha oh no
I'm the spark inside
Every parasite
Hypocritical
And impractical
Fall into pits
495 · Dec 2013
The Three Old Women
Tommy Johnson Dec 2013
Let it be known that every forfeiture will be accounted against those who misused the opportunities of day light

At the time when it was all clear and at ease

On winter’s day within the valley
Three geriatric women wandered
The first spoke of comprehension
The second spoke of symphonic action
And the third spoke of empathy

I listened attentively
The travel channel on a network of curiosity
Fast paced, translucent and strong
Foreign gestures
A warm compassionate meeting of hands
And the comforting message it preaches

Exploring caverns on an ominous day

Beyond the limits we have no sky or plane

Right here we are
Edified perfectly

       -Tommy Johnson
494 · Mar 2015
Smokes In The Way
Tommy Johnson Mar 2015
Lets roll another one and pass it around
Lets smoke another, lets never come down
When it's all gone we’ll just get some more
Get high as the sky, pass out on the floor

I can't even see man
The smokes in the way
I can't even breath man
Take this away

We only buy the greatest green
Thicker than fog, were thicker than thieves
Once you take a puff, you'll never go back
Your balance is off, your vision is whacked

I can't even see man
The smokes in the way
I can't even breath man
Take this away

I can't even think straight
Is this okay?
Is this addicting?
I wanna stay this way

So call me up when you got the urge
Just let me know when you wanna burn
It ain't hard just pick up the phone
And we’ll throw fives then roll up a bone
Taste sweeter than *****, you'll love it kid

I can't even see man
The smokes in the way
I can't even breath man
Take this away
I can't even think straight
Is this okay?
Is this addicting?
I wanna stay this way
492 · Dec 2013
An Early Retirement
Tommy Johnson Dec 2013
My head bashes against the pavement
And anonymous feet plunge into my sides
Surrounded by enemies
In the dark of night

I’ve done something they didn’t like
I’ve crossed the line it’s my warning
And a familiar face pulls out a gun
I won’t live to see morning

One choice I made
Has lead me here
The one that fell
Through the cracks of good judgment
I sewed my own poison
It was just business
And I couldn’t keep up
So I packed it in and shipped out

As far back as I could remember
I’ve always wanted to be a somebody
I got as far as I could
But now I’m busted up and ******
I’m obsolete, stay off the streets
I’ve crossed the lines it’s my final warning
I won’t live to see morning

One choice I made
Has lead me here
The one that fell
Through the cracks of good judgment
I sewed my own poison
It was just business
And I couldn’t keep up
So I packed it in and shipped out

Dead silence
Street light so vibrant
Another punch and I’m numb
So throw me down
Not a threat a promise
Put the gun to my head
And splatter my brains on the curb
Or live
To fight another day

       -Tommy Johnson
One choice I made
Has lead me here
The one that fell
Through the cracks of good judgment
I sewed my own poison
It was just business
And I couldn’t keep up
So I packed it in and shipped out
491 · May 2015
Jack off of All Trades
Tommy Johnson May 2015
Enemies, couriers, city-slickers avert your eyes
Heed this warning, I am troubled
I will leave you with more questions than answers
You'd be making time to take time only to waste time
I'm two bottles of wine in and I'm just getting stared
I'm down with going up against someone

I can't clarify if I am friend or foe
I can't ratify fight or flight
It is what it is
Because I said so

Sons and daughters
Keep your eye on the birdie
Time will always show you how much of an idiot you were
Being parsimonious is permissible and bereavement is a give in
I'm three bottles of wine in and I'm just getting started
I'm up for going down on someone

You'll be used, abused and misconstrued
But it will bring out your dexterity
Along with your innate abilities
You do you
490 · Mar 2014
Southern Comfort
Tommy Johnson Mar 2014
Let’s say our reality is actually fantasy
Appalling avariciousness
Throw all our worldly possessions to the abyss
To me all the money is worthless
But you are both rare and priceless

I know, give it time to all sink in
It’s come to us
Traveling by word of mouth
Heading north and running south
Southern comfort’s here and now

The moon is coming up and going out
The sun is fading I’m going down

Cooling mints in the humid evening
Pleasure sense, keep going

The words need not be said
It’s already known
In the west
And in the east
Satin blankets, silk sheets I’m underneath
And the same is done for me

Taunting laughs and hidden wants
A secret dominant
Pulled out susceptibilities
The soul is a shattered vase
And love a is durable gauze

The stars look brighter than usual tonight
They’re lighting up the pitch black sky

Honey drip lick at night time
Flooded valley, never ending

The name on the back of your tongue
Is the one who inflames your throat
And pulls you close
And fills your lungs
487 · Mar 2015
Westfield
Tommy Johnson Mar 2015
Oh dear got what have we unleashed ?
Think we just started a **** storm

People screaming, people fighting
People running,  people bleeding

Police are coming, now we’re running
Arresting, giving out beatings

Accidental uprising

Now there's people looting this place
Widespread panic all because of us

What started as a yelling match
Turned into a teenage revolt

Cops busting heads, kids fighting back
This place is up in flames, our fault

Accidental uprising

Blood shed
No reason
Disturbance
Unneeded
A demonstration
With no cause
Wasn't us
Get to the car

Accidental uprising
484 · Dec 2013
Psychological Indecisions
Tommy Johnson Dec 2013
I don’t think I’m alone
I can’t see anyone
But I get the feeling I’m not the only one here
I hear their voices faintly
Making demands, suggestions and persuading
Telling me what I want and what I should do
And I agree
I want to ****
I want to steal
I want to get what I want by any means necessary
The bring up good points
“What will happen?”
“You’ll be fine”
“You can get away with it”
“It doesn’t matter”

Then there’s someone else saying
“No you love her!”
“No you don’t trust her!”
“No you’re wrong!”

I don’t know
I wish I knew
I want to hear my voice
No one else’s
My conscious is splitting in three
My id, my ego and super ego
And my body
Four into one being
Shut up
Let me breathe
482 · Dec 2013
Promised Perusal
Tommy Johnson Dec 2013
Look out
Search on
Find me
I could be anywhere
In the frozen ever glade
Or in the sheets of your bed
Or on the beach in the shade

And I’ll try and find you
Until were together again
I swear I shall find you
As every day passes by, I lose my mind
480 · Sep 2014
Remains
Tommy Johnson Sep 2014
The Tumbleweed has emancipated itself
From the top heavy game of Follow the Leader
To create something iconoclastic
And concave the convexed cyber cafe that sends it cease and desist letters
But it can't resist to say  "I vote for the suicide note I wrote two Thursdays ago" three times fast
It packs the essentials
Then takes its leave to go find people who care to share
And are interested in the topic of role reversal

The suicide note said as follows

"To you,

I'll use small words.
The shame I have is too much for me. After living  a life here of excess and fantasy.
I've lost the chills it gave me.
The warmth it provided.
I hate you all for making me love and care about you.
I'm thankful for what you have given me.
But it would be bad for all involved if I push myself to smile another minute.
I need to go find the cool spark again.
Thank you for all you've done.
Please be good.

**** it, **** it, forget it

You'll be okay

Carry"
478 · Jul 2014
Leftovers
Tommy Johnson Jul 2014
The cable car is inert
A mixed bag
The second coming of sweet talk
The bathroom attendant is the culprit
Who is trying to get his point across
And gain some sensibility
475 · Dec 2013
My Bemused Beauty
Tommy Johnson Dec 2013
I’ll see you very soon
I’ll see you in time
Concentrate on breathing
I can see you’re tired

Bets are off tonight girl
Let the armatures try
Evoking your emotions
In your predetermined life

You’ll see me very soon
You’ll see me in time
Your visions way to crowded
By the advertisements lies

So what’s left?
They say you can’t
Ever decide
All alone with your slowly fading light

We’ll see each other soon
We’ll be there in time
I can’t help you break free
I’m not your messiah

Hear me
I love you I can’t watch you die
Burning on in your unsatisfying life
Endless fight
Daddy’s lies
473 · Mar 2014
They Call Me Mr. Scratch
Tommy Johnson Mar 2014
Unbeknownst to him
Knowing me is a sin
And I already have my grip

He doesn’t know the cost
He doesn’t own a cross
And hasn’t learned his sacraments

To his family this is tragic
His soul belongs to me
My unholy black magic
He is mine forever more
He is mine forever more

Signed, a loophole-less deal
A contract written in blood
Our fiendish accord
A binding agreement
The demonic covenant
An exchange of a worthless desire for an invaluable spirit

No angelic lawyer can save him
He is ****** for eternity
Put up a for sale sign on a whim
He is mine forever more
He is mine forever more

Scheduled to be defiled
Tortured endlessly
And be thrown into a lake a fire
He is mine forever more
He is mine forever more

He is mine forever more
473 · Mar 2015
Gang's All Here
Tommy Johnson Mar 2015
Well through the years I've had many friends
They're always coming , they're always leaving
And lately I've been thinking
Who are the ones
That are worth keeping?

There are strangers, acquaintances, mutual friends
Life-longers, fair-weathers, but in the end
If I can say I can count them on one hand
I can consider myself a rich man

If you have my back I'll have always have yours
I'm not burning bridges or closing doors
Just wanna have fun and down some beers
Lost too many friends over the years

But maybe its me who makes them go
Whats wrong with me? I don’t know
Oh well, just move on
Just face the fact that there gone

There are strangers, acquaintances, mutual friends
Life-longers, fair-weathers, but in the end
If I can say I can count them on one hand
I can consider myself a rich man

I live my life with no regret
Doesn’t mean I'm not upset
There's just one thing I don’t get
Why did you have to lie?
Why'd you leave me high and dry
And go off with some other guy
In the back of my mind I knew
That within a month we’d be through
Fighting an emotional battle
Face down in the rubble
I hide at the bottom of a bottle

You said so long, in tears
I couldn’t say a word
I ran to the words
And you went home

I look back

I loved you so much
It was never good enough
I'd make it easy, you'd make it rough
No give just take
Never fifty fifty
More like 80/20
You said so long, in tears
I couldn’t say a word
I ran to the woods
And you went home
Tommy Johnson Jun 2014
What happens when law is lawless?
When unscrupulous hoodlums demolish your flawless teeth
When your home is ransacked of all your worldly possessions
And the people you know and care for are dead and gone

As God's voice mail box fills with unanswered prayers
And love is no longer enough
While people are to frightened to bring children into the world
What can you do?

Start the surge, the purge of hopelessness
Flush the lines of despicable crimes against humanity
Fill the house with meaningful moral projections

Be a God and open the lines and lend a helping hand
To those who need a shoulder to cry on
Rebuild the world with learned lessons and logical ethics
Would you?
468 · Apr 2014
Quip #2
Tommy Johnson Apr 2014
"The apple doesn't fall far from the tree?"

Hmm

In your case

The **** doesn't fall far from the *******
468 · Aug 2014
Ends To A Mean
Tommy Johnson Aug 2014
She never skips a micro-meal
She's familiar with her own late night solo acts
Reaching down, drenched nine fathoms deep

He's on the outside looking in
Slipping on his finger-less gloves
Hiding behind a smile as his feet take him
Somewhere dead

Over-stuffed mellow-dramatics
Prima Donas and drama queens

Its four o'clock I need, a pick me up
It's too early for this, I need my stuff
Oh, it's nothing, don't ask me what

It's time, time for my medicine
It's time, that time yet again
It's time, my habitual regimen

Soul subtraction brings me satisfaction
Eternal extraction gives me satisfaction

Security
Comfort
Vindication

Means to an end
All's well that ends well
I mean well
Well, ****

       -Tommy Johnson
Tommy Johnson Jan 2015
When she opened her mouth and spoke
Everything in my minds went silent

Every single thought and worry dissipated

When you're like me
Concerned
Self-conscious
Always second guessing  

You're never quite relaxed
Even at my most quiet and seemingly at ease
I'm over thinking
"Is my hair okay?"
"Does my breath smell?"
"Are my shoes clean?"
"Is this out fit stupid?"
""Should I've shaved?"

And when my eyes met hers the only thing I cared about was that gleam in her iris
The porcelain smile behind her lushes soft looking lips

"Oh **** do I look okay?"
"Oh man what do I say to her?"
"What do I do?"
"Okay, just be cool"

"Um, hi" I play with my hair
"Uh, I'm Tommy" I crack my knuckles
Avoiding eye contact at all costs

She thought I was cute

When we're together my focus was on her
The words coming out of my mouth
Well formulated

"Be witty"
"Be smart"
"Be funny"
Be nice, genuine, caring, honest and sweet"
But not too sweet, she'll think you're a *****"
But don't be an ******* either"

She laughed at my stupid jokes I would stutter on
And poke fun at my social awkwardness
She held my hand and said she never felt more comfortable with someone
She said she never had anyone care about her as much as I did

She told me she loved me and every time she said it I knew she meant it

Soon all my apprehension vanished
All I card about was her
The times I spent with her
The things I could to for her
The things I wanted to say to her
The love I wanted to make with her

And she would do the same for me
Her distress about the future
Of money and the pain of her past disappeared
When she was with me I finally had someone who from me as much as I did for them
For who they we're
And that's all I could ever ask for
Tommy Johnson Dec 2013
The train blows through the town
Like an ***** in a steeple
Its whistle reverberates through the streets
Opening the eyes of the slumbering people
The sound leaks through my window
Through the dog’s door and my key hole

Bad drug deals, drunken arguments outside my door
Cats meowing and police sirens screaming
The wind rustling in a rushing roar
I’m blinded by the headlights gleaming

The smell of bud and gasoline fill my nose
My eyes have their bags packed
Please keep the volume low
On this three in the morning soundtrack

Sun gets past the blinds
Birds chirping mercilessly
Pancakes being burned
Let’s have at it

But first, I need my coffee
Tommy Johnson Dec 2013
“The feast is about to begin!”
The Grandfather declared
“All those standing take a seat”
“For we are all brothers and sisters”

The table went on for six miles
The growls of empty stomachs and the clinking, clanking of fine china are all the noise that is heard
All eyes are on the Grandfather

“Tonight we prepare for a holy banquet”
“The limbs and organs of our enemies vanquished”
“And jugs of their blood leftover”
“Bowls of soup made from scraps of fallen soldiers”
“In honor of their formidable fight”
“I raise a glass and hold it high”

A golden goblet of blood in his wrinkled hand

“All is well my children dear”
“My women and men”
“Our foes are beaten”
“Their carcasses are not wasted”
“They are scheduled to be eaten”
“May our appetites yield to toil”
“To the victors go the spoils!”
464 · Jun 2014
Day Dream
Tommy Johnson Jun 2014
Where's the exit?
Mass hysteria
Can't catch my breath
They steal my everything
The white collared robbers
Pick pockets and crackpot cobblers

Settle down
It's just a ruse
Nothing is ever meant to be
No such thing as destiny
Except that when the sun sets, the moon will rise
But that's just a maybe

Up to an altitudinous gate I travel
With nothing on my back
They look down from above and allow me to pass
Behind the gate I see free spirits with no possessions
No beliefs but many flexible ideas
We have all gathered here on our own account

       -Tommy Johnson
464 · Jul 2014
Empyreal Bond
Tommy Johnson Jul 2014
How can you judge?
How can you count?
How can you perceive?
How can you know?
What it's like in a day of  life of another?

Different time zones
Zip codes
Regions and countries
Cycles
Circumstances
Hemispheres of women and men

Likes
Senses
Problems
Dislikes

Measurements
Of weight
Distance
Height
And time

But we all share a life force of love
Whether we embrace it or push it away
Is every individual's choice
And that is life

Season change
Time passes forward
We can only look back
But live in the now

Will this moment by mine, your's our last?
Plan
Remember
Savor
And hope

Learn
Feel
Absolve
Go on

Celebrate, commemorate and commend
The circle never ends
Have no enemies and make friends
There is no room for hate so re-amend

Look deep into the eyes of those who you share air
Look fondly into the soul of those who sip from the same cup
Overlook color
Disregard secular stigmas

Swap each other's shoes and run a mile
Then you can comprehend
You will know
What love and what life means
464 · Jan 2015
Left Hand Wake Up Dead
Tommy Johnson Jan 2015
The castle is under siege
And the flames accentuate your eyes
So forgive me for seizing the moment
But may I make you a sandwich with the crusts sewed on?

You're perched at your widows peak
Staring off at the constellations we have on stand by
Hoping you'll make it to the day of consummation
Wishing for your wildest dreams to come true

The frugal miser and the mogul in search for something lucrative became drunk best friends at the house party last night
It was a kick-in
Five bucks a head
They're gonna invest in a fresh start
In this cruel world
They're prepared to eat they're own words though
They're all talk after all
And you are what you eat

I want the world to have a restart button
And then voila, presto changeo and quid pro quo
Replace the custody battles with relay races
We'll be they x's and they'll be the o's
But I'll be on call

For all the stuck up's
The violators
Selfish
Wastes of life
Who want to be the richest stiffs in the crypt
I just want a cool looking sarcophagus

Rash decisions
Bold and brash envisions
Car crash collisions
Crash and burn
Taking turns
Knotted stomachs churn
Death by ignorance or live and learn
463 · Jun 2014
Glass Tastes Like Blood
Tommy Johnson Jun 2014
I once had a ship in a bottle
I had on my Sunday best
When I discovered glass tasted like blood
And became bed ridden
They all came to pay tribute
And play crazy eights, each wore a poker face
Then left me to my own device

I had nothing to show for it
I held up the Eucharist and broke it in four pieces
Hold your tongue, stick it out and swallow it
Prepare yourself
For the ecumenical trip
The gaining of foresight
That you wouldn't ordinarily have

Receiving transmissions from far off dimensions
Chock full of unprecedented revelations
Share the message but do it justice
Count the follicles and the rings
Disregard the Standards and Practices
Thwart their attempts
To misconstrue the context

"There's a knife fight at the gun show"
"He's Hell bound but Heaven sent"
"Look into his glass onion"
"We know you're on the fence"
"Just write it three times each"
'Shave that mono brow!"
"We've never met someone of his caliber"

No, they can't understand
They won't
They refuse to
They think in dividends
And personal quotients

I'll go back to completing my ship in a bottle, it is far less difficult
462 · Aug 2014
Saṃsāra
Tommy Johnson Aug 2014
I turn on the TV and see
Riots, looting and destruction
I was confused at what I saw
Tear gas and the national guard
Rubber bullets, for what?
An unarmed man was shot and killed
At the wrong place at the wrong time
They had a candle light vigil
Just a day before
They began to act out in hate

This documentary on Netflix
Shows life and lives around the world
Mundane to miraculous
The opportunity and essence
Unspoken
It gives me hope

Wakened by a nightmare once more
I have my morning dosage of nicotine and caffeine
Hop the turnstile
Forgot my wallet and my keys
At least I'm right on schedule
Running up to the office
Lying down on the couch
And unfurling my troubles

Now, I see the linked headlines
Almost 2,000 dead in Africa
A horrible outbreak
Some think it's a hoax so they protest and attack
Casualties and quarantines
International epidemic disease
And I'm sick just hearing about it all
I'm so sorry
462 · Apr 2014
Little Miss Singer Girl
Tommy Johnson Apr 2014
Hey little miss singer girl
Belt out a soulful symphony
My ears are hungry
And they must be fed soon
Serenades of fallen kingdoms
Of love that has been lost
Being left, abandon
And winters shimmering frost

Hymns of exhaustion
Of being overworked
Of feeling overlooked
Of obscure, unknown books you've been reading
Oh little miss singer girl
My attention won't divide,
Interests multiplied, when you sing
All my worries subside

You chant to the radio in my car
The echoes travel far
I keep them in a jar
The message and the meaning
The timbre of your throat
Perfect every note
Sheet music that you wrote
And the smile that keeps on gleaming
      -Tommy Johnson

Well little miss singer girl
You have cause my jaw to drop
You have me on the edge of my seat
As you preform miraculous feats of harmony
The power from you diaphragm
Applause from adoring hands
The seas of dazzled fans
Are all astonished by what you can do
Never have I heard a sound so true
Or seen a beauty just like you
A hidden talent that we never knew
You'll be the brightest star of all by the time you're through

Dear little miss singer girl
I love the way you croon
Your range, your pitch
The way you're always in tune
You can cause the clouds to move
The stiffened straight edge groove
The layered hearts go ****
Just by opening your mouth
You can lift the spirits high
The star crossed lovers sigh
And bring tears to all our eyes
And we all know this now

Now little miss singer girl
We're all listening
We're on the same frequency
And we'd all love to hear you sing
      -Tommy Johnson
461 · Mar 2014
Midnight Meanderings
Tommy Johnson Mar 2014
Remember everything that you have heard and learned
And feel the wall of insecure illusions fall apart

The vagrant sat on the side walk with his coin cup in a state of wondering

As nine to fivers walk by

“Why do all of you waste your time chasing your own tails?”
“Why do you all want to be someone else instead of attempting to be a better you?”
“Your promises, your wishes and your wicked words are all components that make up who people perceive you as”
“How could you expect your ex-lover to return when they themselves are damaged, confused and riddled with uneasy outcomes they must determine on their own?”

There is no sun in the mirror
Insanity is sobbing
Barefoot run down unpaved roads going downhill hand in hand

Summer time sunshine kiss
Our peace is at risk

Summer time sunshine kiss
We’ll soon not exist

Summer time lover
The afterlife is much safer

Summer time lover
Our kind is endangered

Wake up every morning
Thinking
Drinking
Remember the times
Evade the nightfall
The cold spirits return
From granite gardens
Tommy Johnson Sep 2014
The Dallards are not hip to the fact that aging, sickness and death are pervasive

The No-Shows still have their auspicious wealth and derive their generic credence from portion control

The Dullards and No-Shows are a package deal, buy one get one free

They are deathless

Due to their coping mechanisms

They wait to swim a half hour after they eat in lieu of their over indulgent and impatient tendencies

Weak minded fools who cannot see the fine line between integrity and despair
458 · Feb 2014
Workspace
Tommy Johnson Feb 2014
The humid, stiff air in the room
Being broken by the squeaking fan
Shaking violently at full speed
The florescent lights three, shining bright
It all comes here, back to the room
My place of solitude
457 · Mar 2015
The Gift Of Divinity
Tommy Johnson Mar 2015
On a night
Of a full moon
You laid under the moon light
Staring
Thinking of what it was you had to do
And off you went

I was lying under the same sky
Watching the constellations take shape
When a harsh reminder
A cruel reality
Came to me

I saw the glint in your eyes
The same in mine
So I joined you
On your way to the summit

Caverns and chambers
One of acceptance
One of security
And one of redemption

You chose redemption

Fall into the sweet void
Humble yourself
Look up
See yourself
Know yourself

Caverns and chambers
One of envy
One of innocence
And one of deep knowledge

I chose deeper knowledge

Ran an arms race against myself
And I won

I met you at the finish line
We found the source of unity
At the end of the pathway of right and wrong

Only when all is lost and scattered
May the unification of the souls of everyone cleanse the universe
And start anew

The rapture of losing all worldly weight
No remorse
No pain
No sickness
No grief
No suffering
No death
For we would be deathless

Pure energy
Our holy original form
In all it's glory

Put aside you ego
Let it die
If you cannot
Allow all others to become unified

Now you and I are free
Tommy Johnson Dec 2013
Summers almost here.
Summers drawing near.
Skies clear.
Yes it’s nearly here.
We must prepare for when,
Summers here.

Sunrise, wake them kindly.
Mid day, come this way.
Sunset they walked on the uneven streets.
When shall we see?
Where shall I be?
Nature’s greed.

Sunrise, wake them kindly.
Mid day, show the way.
Sunset they walked on the uneven streets.
Summers here.
And now we see…

Summers finally here.
Summers finally here.
And the sun can shine.
The golden sun.
Skies are clear.
Summers finally here!
454 · Dec 2013
Petruska
Tommy Johnson Dec 2013
My 3rd eye has seen
All the dimensions
But it was just a glance
Of all the possibilities

Everything’s clean and clear
Nothing to hate nothing to fear

Construct ideas of over joy
Eliminate inner animosities
Along with what you don’t need
Perception is cleaned

Everything’s clean and clear
Pains disappeared pleasure is near

Nobody can’t see me
Everybody is so needy
They can’t we can’t I can’t die

The beauty in the world
Brings energy to me
I’m so grateful
Happy just to be

Everything’s clean and clear
Yes it’s strange yes it’s weird

I know you’ll reject
But you’ll regret
Not looking
Through the glass

There’s no fate
Futures mine
Everything’s clean and clear
Breathing in the sweetest air
Clean and clear
448 · Feb 2014
Up in the Air
Tommy Johnson Feb 2014
As I ponder what to write
I think of the only constant in my life
What’s kept me going and guessing
I speak of love

From the age of three I had the feeling
By the age of five a girl was stealing
My heart it was a little crush
It was still love

It was up in the air
The feelings weren’t returned
Fell in despair
My naïve heart was burned

At age eleven puberty had hit hard
There was a new girl a new start
She had a tight grip on my heart
What was lust I thought was love

High school came and changed my world
And that’s cause there were three girls
But the pain makes my toes curl
Another complicated tale of love
Its up in the air
My first real love
Two years toiled in pain
I didn’t care
I had gone insane


So naïve
So unsure
And now I grieve
But I want more

Soon after I started fresh
Now this one was the best
But I had doubts so I left
I walked out on love

You see it was too good to be true
I was ****** and worried and confused
I wanted her back but she refused
I don’t think I deserve love

Up in the air
She’ll never come back
I don’t care
It fades to black

Maybe I should be alone

Or go after lust

Answers never shown

And this feeling I don’t trust
It's up in the air
447 · Dec 2013
Immobile
Tommy Johnson Dec 2013
Talk a little louder sugar
I’m hard at hearing and I couldn’t hear you the first time
I will make it through
Make it clear to you my windows closing
What do I got to lose, my addictions
Dance, dance on flames

Canoe through the river
Pay the tolls
I’ve seen this before
My loss hurts
Sleeplessness
I must confess
You’re going to take my courage
From beneath
I drop and float on
446 · Dec 2013
Why you do this?
Tommy Johnson Dec 2013
My complete and utter distain towards fake people is only half of my opinion on those who wear masks 24/7
The other half is pity
They deny themselves the opportunity to be true to their soul
And that is one of the keys to living
Dawning a persona created out of the terror of outside opinions and criticisms
And allowing their true-selves become backseat passengers to this costumed being that drives them
I’m not sure what they’re after
Acceptance, I’d accept them
Social status, does that matter?
Understanding?
When they don’t even understand themselves
446 · Jun 2014
Wet Paint
Tommy Johnson Jun 2014
We went to the park to sit on the orange bench and devour ripe peaches
And sweet olives
We saw the man who would always be out on his deck admiring his own yard work
And the kid with the bulbous head who sat on his stoop and stared at passersby with a deep-rooted curiosity
The sky became pink
As a girl with a septum ring walked passed us
Is that sanitary?
Then we saw the mother of the boy who was just put in the sanitarium
And wife of the man who works in the bio dome planetarium  
As we're leaving we stepped on a manhole cover that read "CoMmUnIcAtIoN "
And unbeknownst to our backs and behinds were now colored orange
People began to ogle us, whisper to their friend and laugh
445 · Dec 2013
TPJ
Tommy Johnson Dec 2013
TPJ
Bring the basket down
Keep them in line
Your pedestal
Is not higher than mine

No we don’t see eye to eye
No we don’t always agree
I don’t have to like
The way you treat me

I sympathize with your aches and pains
And I respect you very much
But you look down on me
As a so and so doing such and such

Reel me in and cast me out
You’re always
Reeling me in then casting me out

Hoping to catch a fish
Hoping to make your wish come true
I’m sorry but that’s one thing I cannot will not ever do

I move with feeling
You go on bitter thoughts
Keep it going
After the wars already been fought

You say you don’t need anyone
And I feel sorry you feel that way
While you hope to soon die
I hope to see another day

I’m not you and you’re not me
Take away everything
Hold it over my head
Then it doesn’t mean anything to me

Pull me up, throw me down
You always
Pull me up then throw me down

It really does seem
I am the rope to raise up your dreams, it’s true
I’m sorry but that’s something I wouldn’t do

You call me names
And take away
But then call back
The vicious attack

You think I’m on your leach
I see the beast
In your soul
I say no more

I’m not perfect
I am human
I will protect
The morals that I stand by

I’ll keep my mouth closed
And my tongue sharp
My mind mellow
And my spirit soft

I’ll humor you for the time being
Until I can leave
Or until I win
And you concede
Tommy Johnson Dec 2013
Waiting
Most of our time is wasted waiting
Gripping on to our patience as tightly and politely as we can
Standing, sweating
Breathing
Playing with our phones to avoid an awkward contact with unfamiliar eyes
Strenuous
Uncomfortable
Or is it just me?
Na
I look up and see 1, 2, 3, and 4 in a row
On their phones
6
6, counting me
Ah, now we can go inside
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