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DISTURBIA
HYSTERIA
FOLDED
ROLLED IN THE BACK
OF MY EYELIDS FLUTTERED BY HAIL
BUT MY EYES DON'T BLINK
DRIED LIKE CONCREAT CRACKED
OPEN
FROM TEARS OVERDONE READNESS
CONTAGIOUS
IN MOUNT OLYMPUS
PALE LIKE*******
IT CONTAINS YOU
LIKE EVAPORATION
I CRAWL WHILE I
SLURR THE LIFE OF MY EYES
LIKE
CHECKING ON INTO IMMAGRATION
BOBB MY HEAD BACK
AND TWIST OPEN THE CAP OF EVERY BLOOD FLOW BEHIND THE SOCKET
AND IT GOES
IT FLOWS
LET GO
LOOSE LIKE A **** TO HER KNEES
PLEASE YOU
ME
INTO YOU
INTO ME
IN MY EYES
STAY OPEN
CAN'T PUT THEM
TO SLEEP
AND SHEEP DON'T COME ROUND HERE NO MORE AND MY SIGHT KEEP SEEING METEPHORES
OF HUMOR FORMING
INTO EVERY TRICK PLAYING OPTICAL ILLUSION
YOU WERE

...AN ILLUSION

CREATING MADNESS
AND THE CORE OF MY HAIR ROOT RAISNG SKIN DEEPINING ICE BURGE SKIN FROZEN
THE BECONS ABOUVE THE SKULL TOP SPITTIN OUT PELE'S LAVA MELTING BURNING
TEARING APPART
THIS MASSACRE OF MY HEART
AND I AM LEFT TO HARVEST
HARBOR
WHAT'S LEFT OF THE UGLINESS IN MY EYE

(INCREDIBLE INK- TEAM JAGUAR HAWAII )
© Copyright 2014 S.T. Parish CSP Rebel of Eden
What life had given me, was worth a lesson to overcome, my blindness.
I AM AT TIMES A POOL OF BROKEN HEAD SKULLS
AND RAZOR BLADE NINJA CHOPPING MADNESS
RAGE IS IMMENSE BUT CLEVERAPTURE
TEARS FALLING LIKE SHATTERED GLASS
FALLING FROM IT'S WINDOW PAINS
CONTROL HAS NO HOME HERE IN MY PALMS
ONLY A GYPSY'S VISIONS OF TRICKS TAKE PLAY THERE
BOARDER LINES ARE CROSSED AS VISIONS OF TITLE WAVES CRASH IN
TO MAKE A LOUD STATEMENT
THIS CORE OF MY HEART IS POINTLESS AND INDIRECT
I HAVE MEANT TO PUT MYSELF FIRST
LIFT MY HEAD UP DURING DRAGONS CROSS FIRE IN THIS LIVING ROOM
BUT THERE IS ALWAYS A BULLET CATCHING LIFE IN THERE
IN MY HEAD, TRAVELING DOWN MY HEART
WHERE THINGS ARE BROKEN EVEN MORE AND DROWNED IN LUKEWARM PUDDLES

DISGUSTING WHAT RAGE DOES TO YOU
IT CAN TURN DOWN VOLUMES AND SKIP SPRING TIME COLORS
EVERYTHING IS A REBOUND
YOU ALWAYS HAVE TO FIGHT TO GET BACK WHAT WAS ONCE SO BRIGHT

... YOUR SANITY.

© Copyright 2014 S.T. CSP Parish Rebel of Eden.
It pays to keep sane. Your head is all you got.

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