This depression gives the impression

that the expression of a burnout is…

me

living and loving intently free

prison depends on jailhouse babies and legal **** ; weee!

we must organize expression of a quantum size, to re-realize more food and supplies

its such a surprise that id be thinkin this, engineering instruments with a pnuematic hiss

geared towards the questioned technocolypse….

“…well here on the graph we read an elipse, a parabola, and a demonic kiss…”

But whats this?

im’ channeling some quick quips ; alluring as a brothel’s contained hips with the open smile of sideways lips….

my daring is preparing all the world for destructive repairing

cause the frogs and the rains are staring

at this desolate earth

a burnt out hearth

with smouldering ashes, speaking of a crying birth

while the midwife is sick and shy with little self worth and curse; because a as a witch she doth rehearse

while the moonlights smiling and the phones texting and dialing

“Whats wrong?”==”Are you ok?”

“…but come on?”==”Is there any other way?…”

[please oh please let me stay in this old and bloodied fray; where the battles had axes and handles

where there were stories of travels, to faraway places leading to exotic geographic stasis]

caught in the moment of thought, a moment of fright…

until we stop and put a light to these wierd words

we wont know what the birds have heard….

Click crshhh….*

BURN little match like the wood you are!

combustion of suggestion set ablaze from afar

a flame throwers burned hands

while the pained sower , frustrated, changes plans

because in the end one one really understands

the torment of a floment spent eternally alone in atonement.

(=purgatory)

Where all you want to do is get on the phone, external validation felt at the tone,

but it really ain’t ****

because you are crying while its dialing and your out of minutes…

so check this bits of imaginary meaning and ****

ponder and quit

when you seek to make amends and introduce fake men to our imaginary friends

i keep on thinking…keep on blinking

wishing for emotion to extend

SO I think the words

AND I write whats heard

but haven’t YOU heard

from the little ittie birdie whos been certainly flying, singing and free

that im not mentaly sturdy, quirky, and ******…

LOGICALLY

iknow

sophistry

ishow

emotionally

Hol…………­……………loW

I guess it just goes to show that when you at home your never reallly  alone, because to you, the voices do drone
about

how much sandpaintings and ***** can be blown,….

away with a CLICK…BoooM

beaten with a stick….AH

shoed a away with a kick….

START my heart! I know better than this!

so I better think quick

before i stay mentally sick

as an alien who has forgotten it’s world

got on a roller coaster; spinned and whirled

till im spun and twirl’d

on this game we call life, with simple **** and complex hype,

hives of concepts meanings and thoughts….to derive daily quit failing

i miss haley :( , even phailee….

so I ask little voice in my head , since everyone has left will you stay instead?

come a little closer and hop into bed

so we can share the warmth of one last self-referencing infinity loop….

…..BEFORE i wake up and forget whats ashore

because im out at dream sea with clouds free and galore

but as soon as i stop thinking i know ill return to the me that i abhore

with pain and saddness deranged

omit school so classless and strange

as a failed out actress sick with mange.

but i know these negatvie moments are just flashes , to make me appreciate self motivated happiness…

so here you go

its me on the page, skelly the sage….

i just hope to god that I could set the stage 4 nirvana or heaven, we reach zion in seven

6

5

4

3

2

1

I love you.

Its over

i won myself over

like a sad kids redrover

thanks for letting  m3 share these freestyle thoughts i kant bear

im  alone no more, i seem to have exhausted my sadness store

and after venting i realize…. its a lot ******* bettor.

“Isn’t it eeeire howletting yourself feel sad

can make you feel soo much better?”

Welcome to my humble abode
My story is often retold
People come all around to hear of my scarring
But only the brave and Daring
Would go out of their way to find me,
But only in death will you truly know
What you can't see
And here is the gift I will bestow,
You have always been alone
Only in death will you really atone

Yet through all the efforts
You still try to prevail
Searching for friends and loves
In death you will find the doves
You are always going to fail
Don't even try to give me retorts

Even when you do find friends
They Will always be there
But, even then
Who really knows when they really care?

Although, some are better
You can rely on your bettor
There will be people who love you
And even care for you too

There's rain over Vegas
Thunder crashing, lightning flashing
The wind whispering in sin
The people duck, the hookers ****
In Vegas, a storm's blowing in

In the casinos
You can hear the weather, every bettor
Praying to the gods they know
Every deck slice and roll of the dice
Creates another lost soul

On the streets
Fat cold drops soak thieves and cops
Will the rain ever cease?
But it's a desert town with a greedy ground
In a city that swallows everything
A city that never sleeps

In Tulsa, a prior bed-wetter
Grew up to be a big debtor.
     He gambled in college  
     And friends all acknowledge
His fame as 'the Sooner, the Bettor.'

Paris hurries to his proverbial apple
In my mind
While my own feet turn weary,
Giddy crossing the blue Rubicon --
"The die is cast," says Caesar
"The 'dye' was cast, says I.
A bettor I am, indelibly stained blue.

The “Dr.Ooh La Lah”of your sweaty passionate Tears bettor “Respect My Authoritahh!”When I Touch Your Black Man’s Radio “Kicking in the Beat” Pugnatious Compassion Has Me Doing Trapdoor “Getaway Car” “You AIn’t gonna make it to 7/11” Rearended Jive Talk Banana Sluggaaah Orange Pulp Fiction Spudknick Millie Bobstay Bob Dole ***** Dr Emmitt “Ol Smithy” Brown Frenzied Santa Cruz Motel 7 Elway Endzone Dancin’ Meccan Spells on your “Uptight” Heart Of The Ocean and I always keep your secrets guarded because your not JUST MINE your Goldmine Dignity is my ***** War Treaty Tricky DickIN’ “**** Your ****” Ghost Riding FUTURE PAST and PRESENT TENSION because Big Scottie G Doesn’t know how deep is my love when I Ace Ventura Slinky your Miami Dolphins Tender Womb Tokyo Plump Plushy Oceanic ATM Machine “Chevy Chasing” Manic “Gambling Man” I Like Money Less Than The Galaxy of Your Heart and “Can I Tell you My Secretion? I See Dead People” Amistad 2 Josh Winking New Time, New Place Climaxes of Mount Everest Like Count Dracula howling ****** Doobie “I Do!!” On Blues Clues ******* Newgrounds.com  Space Jam Dunks Montell Williams Crackling With Thunder Posterizes Blue Ivy Dorm Rooms Til “The End” of Time. I Ruvvvv Youuuu!!  so Much my Heart bleeds with wonder and I’ll be the best King of Your Heart you’ve ever seen! But Are You “Ready For It”? Because I Beat Every Game Because Your IT and “I hate you so much Baby” I’m Lougling you to Turn You Topsy Turvy until I “You Were Watching Ow My *****” And That’s Completely OKC

Julian Malek
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I’m glad that you bossed out and said “No ****** Way” I’m the Queen huckleberry finisher of the faith and traded Jokic to the Pacemaker Tricky Dicking “I am the Ghost of Richard John Stuart Mill House Nix Nix Elvis Nixon for a ******* to Tyrese Big Up Haliburton ******* Caitlin Clark and the thuggets also paid “100 Billion Dollars!” Just to use a Madam Tassaudi Sculpture chanting “Ahh Leave the Serb Dead” throwing ****** and rotten bananas at his effigy that suddenly grows bright red and like sharks with freaking lazerbeams on his head vaporizes everyone just to resurrect Jim Irsay just to Own Every Lonely Heart because I said YESSS! grooving to “Bettor, then Revenge” and all your old tunes. But I go back to October 21st all the time when alien angels chirped in ecstatic wonderstruck joy when I got engaged to your real heart and even though you said back then “I’m not your buddy guy, and after I heard your concert  I was like I’m not your guy friend” but you better be my girlfriend even though you were already my wife. And I’m Isla Fisher ***** for you on a Wedding Crashers Marathon of ultimate bliss stealing the Keys to Terry Crews Mansion While We Were Watching Oww My ***** with Beef Supreme(Idiocracy) laughing hysterically while we both literally said “Yes I am Invincible!” until we were frozen in time in space by a teleported 10 foot high crack rock vaporizing instantly until Mini Me showed up and said “I’m not a chicken you’re a turkey” and then we had a ******* with the Teenage Ninja Mutant Turtles and Alisha Chilianis while Katy Perry Moonwalked to “Fake Awake” and then the ghost of Michael Jackson descended from the crack fumes and said” Shamona Poe Poe Pope like a subway scene **** as Terry Crews said Im having an old friend for dinner on the Telly as he was way too far gone high on ecstasy sailing the Florida Keys “Whale ******” Style Using a Grenade Launcher “**** Ru Dolphin” (South Park Transpecies Episode) and then Ru Paul Screamed With a Pellet Gun “I’ve got a ****, Kansas City What’s up” and Travis Kelce is like “Can I Tell You a Secret, I sea dead people” than flew like Mickey Mouse wearing the worlds largest purity ring flew over Key West until Ms. Bee the Drag Queen screamed “He’s eating a Dog” as Kevin Spacey high on Quaaludes in a Haunted House got Biggest G Tommy Walter Whited “I’m the One Who Knocks” and then screamed “Remember Me! Remember Me” and suddenly had a **** attack and spontaneously combusted killing Hotkinkyjo and half of Queer Eye for the Straight Guy and suddenly the crab people floated to the clouds with “soul suckers in the sky” because Xenu prepared for this “ha ha ha”. But then at the Central African Summit jamming to Franceawe DuBois while ******* you tighter than a straight jacket and said hold up “Marlon Wayans is really not a Straight Guy” and then sent the Armada of four-dimensional UFOs and killed the Canadian Devil snorting lines of Champain Life Mescaline doing the twirl of Mariani Wine and then sent the crab people adrift because I’m illuminati annoying the Hells Angels with my Apollo G Watergating snack attack munching on your ***** sweat getting smashed like a monster mash **** in my limbic system on your scent In Da Club bumping Hot in Here riding so dirrrty like Christina Aguilera thumping Baby Jane vibes and you know you want it. So let’s skip the pretense and become the present and  past tense thumping “Never(roc project remix)” till the end of time and tome scrawling a scrabble crabwiseguy sonic boom traveling at the speed of time towards the distant past just to tell Muhammad to perfect religion and Peter to abhor ****** immorality. God has chosen you so strongly I’m more than foolhardy for your devotion even if your Ace of Basing me some of the time. But this love is Ours and your my Queen Futurama Bee🥹🥹🥹😍🥰🥰