some days I feel fit for life
a real contender in the race for...
whatever the goal is.
the vacancy sign is buzzing on my forehead
trying to remember what i'm supposed to never forget
but too often i always forget.
obviously today is not a fit day
today is not a day that goes down in the histories of
elegant thoughts or grandeur revelations
flagrancy has its consistency basting at the bottom of my spine
who knew thoughts like this could still be mine
****.
i'm not supposed to think things like that

if i were projected onto a screen
mindful of the electrical patterns governing
where exactly my eyes have been hovering
the views expressed do not reflect the views of Jeff's heart
please, avert thine eyes and let go of your pride
if only it were that easy.

Love, what a joke when you're alive like me,
But you like to laugh along until you tell me what you want, tell me why it can't be
You got guns and guns, you make sure to load the clips for it
You get me nice and close you know kissing distance, and let your pistol whisper it.

Go ahead and buy those things to make yourself feel like you've found it.
Being lost I've found 'finding' funds flagrancy; and just goes to compound it.
Gimme this gimme that, does this lifestyle you know, make me look fat?
Get your own body (stop watching mine) what do you think you should look more at?

Love, what a joke when you're alive like me,
Try to stay awake to observe your nature and I fell asleep up in the tree,
Buy yourself a ticket take our time and have it tossed
You lit a fire in me, I got lost in you, now I'm on fire and lost.

It was wrong.
Now your gone.
I'm lost.

Do you have any idea how sick I am of myself?
Or what that's like?
(Chances are you don't)
Burn yourself with an iron, get really good at it, do it all the time then you might.

I'm to that point where I can't brag about my fears, not anymore
They just make me scared. (That's what they want)
Driving backwards to go forwards in a car without the rears,
Still feeling more comfortable impared.

Light the fuse and wait for no explosion, being blunt: I can't find a point.
My mom told me every day I was special, I was chosen,
Then she marked a made up friend who's easier to anoint.

Through all of this, nothing is constant.
Not mother, nor brother, nor pa
Mother gave me to a father who lost me
Now I expect everything to go wrong.
To be gone.
To be lost.

Feeling for affinity in streets all filled with enemies
I've had my fill of friends who tease then climb on me to meet their means
Got enough **** problems of my own, stuck in a government that wants my bones
Home of the brave, land of the free, host to double down hypocrisy (the parasites are profiting!)

I guess I'm ****** to be ******, collar free slavery
For every shambled man or ma'am who wants to sign into democracy
C-a-p-I-t-olism,
Get em trapped up in the schism boys! Get em boys get em!

We're lost.

We've lost our way.
Or maybe it's just me.
If you're out there please say, please stay.
We are this lands new beginning.

I dithered to my feet
My mind partly ridden by aberration
My eyes in pursuit of any remaining tinctures of light
My frustration disseminating its benumbing beams
Pulverizing every hope of my survival


But darkness prevailed my surroundings
Darkness-that was enthralling every limb of my body
Leaving me trammeled within this pandemonium

Perhaps my annihilation lied within this vacuity
This dark abyss from where return was merely improbable

I spent time contemplating,
Wondering, what brought me to this tenebrous threshold?
Ferreting for that egregious crime I had committed
Which made me susceptible to such castigation?

Was it my flagrancy or imperative innocence?
I thought incessantly,
But nothing could I come up with
Other than my fault of being ignorant
Ignorant on part of our flaws,
The flaws of the inhabitants of this opaque world

Then in the midst of my depression
Emerged a distant spark of blue light
A light- as distant as the sun,
A light- capable of illuminating the world

This spark flickered, blossomed and radiated
Gradually eating up the darkness
Slowly letting itself ablaze
Its heat so intense and almost emanating

I lunged towards it
But came back stumbling down
No- I thought this was not the end-
My unwavering fortitude compelled me to rise

I ran and ran, till it was in my hands
Till I rose triumphant in my pursuit of light.

this world is crumbling around our ears
thankfully i have you with whom to share my fears
and hold to tight
in the violent night
settling my heart and soothing my soul
ears above the water line
listening for the siren
by my side
by my side
there's no place to hide here
under my arm
try to remain calm
no place for boisterous flagrancy
don't fall apart along with the surroundings

A FLea and a FLy in a FLute,
Built a FLat where they FLit, resolute.
  They had FLouted a FLaw
  In a FLagrancy law,
But a breath of FLesh air made it moot!

Purely noumenal or epistemologically maieutic?   Existentially transcendental transmogrification, transmute, transude, transubstantiate.  Spiritual apercu’s incarnate.  Infinite possibilities eidetic prospectus perpetrates incorporeity ideology’s perfectible ontology.  Elan vital’s entelechy’s apotheosis.  Psychic clarity’s evolutional ascension.  Perpetuity’s adamant tenacity.  Sentience’s inevitably irrefragable logistical tactician.  Preternatural’s ostensibly immortal fecund.  

Yes, lie with me and I will indeed proceed to exceed the parameters of your mind with mesmerizingly enrapturing ecstatic euphoria.  Sublimely surreal futurity fatidic and  decadently arrogant blatant flagrancy.  Incorrigible atrociously impetuous impudence,  pusillanimous no.  Enthrallingly endearing sensually demonstrative flirtatious flamboyance.  What’s to extravagant exorbitance portray……… exserted protuberance’s indefatigably indomitable.  Sexuality’s infrangibly latent virilities, erotica erectile errantry’s hubris!  Feral phrenic frenzied ****’s salaciously seductive.

Hell and brimstone on earth.
The deep fire within me to soar back out of the earth.
Scraping and clawing at the dirt caving in on me.
No emotion. Its what they desire. The flagrancy of my mire.
Immorality of causality.
A lack breath in between life.
I can no longer merely survive.
My demons await. Invisible. Nearly there.
Here now are the times of the deceased.
The lovers and the long forgotten.

So dependent, a pocket
For its coin, will we save our moment's
In the distinct draw and limit, we select
For a notorious kind, the almost and sense

Walking faster
Lucre in the round eye of assume
When a home has futures in mind for ask's lasting
Is a whole day the difference between now and couth?

Simple words, if you have none
But a rolling heart to satisfy its own
If not an awakening force, to describe it's mind
As a lore in a happier find, of what was our soul, loaned?

Could yearning love me with heart felt need?
Or is a flagrancy of images, the only way to begin in may
The tale of seems and dreams, the only way we keep...
A courage to distant fires we dote, are a conscience's saying

Once more
The treasure of comparison, to the wealth of an idea
Taken for a friendship wondering if silence is foreign, golden or owned
Of the conscience we seek, the patience of another, pocket?