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brandon nagley Jun 2015
Spanish eyes
Spanish legs
Spanish mind
Spanish bred
Spanish tongue
Created slathered
Spanish wonder
Spanish alter
Spanish skin
Spanish kin
Spanish kids
We shalt haveth them
Spanish strands
Darkened musk
**** sweet
Sweet as moonbeam lust
Spanish house
Casa ourn home
Spanish pensamientos
Spanish dieta
Spanish she is
Spanish overtaketh me
Soo hott!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
One day
When they maketh love once they meeteth,
Their excretion
Shalt fall like midnight deluge

Heavy and hott!!!!
entropiK Oct 2010
i.

  truth is clever
  when you underestimate
  him,  the moment you
  are sober he will
  excavate the flesh
  from your
  fingernails, grazed
  out with
  his fugly ones,  

  and while you wail
  in this agony,
  this soundless saliency,
  you will seize
  only for
  this fragile moment
  and only then will you
  cultivate what is true,
  the truest and the truest
  fallacies.

  it is only
  like this  
  when it hurts.



ii.

  i like the smell of
  rain because it smells
  of absolutely nothing,
  and it reminds me that
  nothing
  can really be everything
  because nothing is what is real
  and nothing is good,
  and nothing is better than
  happiness,

  but really, nothing is
  the only nothing,
  the nothing that
  can surrender
  this theoretical emancipation,  
  this sugar that tastes like
  cardboard and crack,
  this chemical that
  is white enough
  to bleach away
  sins with cold
  fire.  



iii.

  i'd rather believe
  in the bruises
  around my neck,
  lynched by
  the metaphysical ribbon that
  ties me to reality  

  than to believe
  in the bruises
  that appeared
  on my brain,
  raw from the world that
  is fabricated by a
  *******logical
  malice derived
  by a mind  
  like yours.



iv.

  am i merely a nudiustertian,
  and the monsters before that
  and the carcass after

  or am i simply a demonised mother,
  of 'duplicity' and 'profanity'
  or any other piece of lexicon that
  defines a rapture between
  the word 'human'
  and the word 'sublime'.
the title may be stupid,and
nothing like the 'poem'
but it was a good song i was listening
to while writting. <3.
louis rams Apr 2015
he Was an abusive man and led her by the hand
Took her to a room and beat her till she was black and blue
In fear she didn’t know what to do , so she called the
ABUSIVE HOTT LINE – they told her to come in and she’d be fine.

With this group there was no hesitation
They filled out the reports and took her to the police station.
A restraining order was filed to protect her and her child.

He had done this many times before and they let him walk out the door.
No others had filed charges against him and he’d walk out with a grin.
But with her he could not be within fifty yards
Otherwise he’d be charged.

The ABUSIVE LINE is open to everyone
Don’t wait till they have a gun.
The abuser wants to be in control of your mind, body and soul.
To them it’s the greatest power to control your every hour.
And put fear in your mind and keep you meek so you stay in line
No matter where you live you will find an ABUSIVE HOT LINE..
Reach out while you can and get yourself a helping hand.

© L . RAMS 041415
brandon nagley Aug 2015
i

Her Bayanihan entity, maketh me Muni-muni in the dusk
Her Humaling for me is relishing, alleluia for her, wanderlust;
I wilt court her mine soon, so she shalt knoweth all is bona fide
I'll taketh her hand in courtship, pushing all the past hurt aside.

ii

I wilt Siping with her in the sugar, in the bowl she dip's her hand
I'll dip mine finger's as well deep inside, inside her mind of tan;
I'll draweth her name on cardboard, and use black marker to,
Like bairn's in yard's, with relic yarn, I'll connect to mine muse.

iii

And thus to be fused, from ourn electrical sensual Spark's
Naked in the world's view, just as actor's, playing the stage part;
Though tis no script, this page is written by ourn amorous desire
Indigenous bodie's, to light the torches, love HOTT, all sweet fire.

iv

Mango to be viscid, between me and her's succulent tang
Her arm's wrapped around mine neck, not letting go, she hang's;
She is Makisig in perfect perfection, wearing a domino mask
Ballroom style, she driveth me wild, her love tis free, not a task.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©あある じぇえん
Bayanihan- means a spirit of communal unity and cooperation in Filipino....
Muni-muni- means to think deeply or ponder in Filipino
Humaling- means extreme fondness.,..
Siping means - to lie down beside someone.
Makisig means well dressed way I used it, can also mean dashing and georgious in Filipino.... Enjoy!!!!!
Hot Hot Hot My SKIN- She says
I will IGNORE the H- He says
Her lips tremble, her cheeks twitch
She knows what he means.
She smiles, inviting Surrender
Her mouth opens, Sweet & Tender
Moans, pouts Ott Ott she mutters
As He watches Her Body Stop Denying
All His Wishes fulfilling Her Wants
All Desires Declared
She wide eyed stares
All resistance let go
My Skin is Ott Ott
Taylor Mar 2012
To whom it may concern,

overtired ramblings,
if you already don't like me,
don't even read it
if you do like me
still don't read this
Dear,


dear....



dear......my...


dear subconscious.

for my entire breath of existence, you've always been an accomplice.
but, you've failed to mention a few things that could have helped me regardless.
like how hurting someone else can turn your organs to tangled ropes,
and then makes your brain laugh until it chokes,
i was just a little kid too, that couldn't grasp onto the weight of the world,
but instead tables have turned and now it's my brain that's being unfurled.
i was never aware that, things that happened between a brother and father and mother,
was something that wasn't easily relatable to another.
i couldn't understand the difference between the definitions of rich or poor
i thought it was always everyone that craved more,
not to mention the similarities between right and wrong
will cause the weakest of minds to think that they're strong,
and i'm not trying to say *******,
it's just that the apology is long over due.

so maybe what i'm trying to say,
is you can't take my emotions and create an overlay,
because how i'm feeling is not what you're interpreting.
so don't walk away as if you've done something liberating,
i have only reached a state of confinement,
and you're still asking me to be compliant,

so maybe what i'm trying to say is,


*******, because in case you forgot,
the emotional damage has always been in your blind spot,
and those more than ever protruding ribs were not what i needed to be "hott",
and the little red lines to mark my days of being in control of my life were unrealistic
because i will not let you convince me of something that i never was,
i never was
a ****, or a *****, or your call for comfort,
i was never crazy i just never had a retort,
and, i didn't sleep try to sleep with your best friend,
i'm just glad it was a situation i didn't have to mend,
just because of of the way i look and react,
doesn't make what you think about me a fact.

there is so much more to a human being than their appearance,
so don't take their emotions as if they're on clearance,
you have no idea how many peoples friendships i'd try a second chance,
but a majority of they wouldn't spare me a glance.

there are so many things i could tell you,
but it would be harder for you to swallow than it is to chew,
i also know you've got things that could surprise me too.


now these things are all in the past,
but the harsh judgements will always last.

so ******* if you've ever disliked me for things you knew nothing about,
or ******* for being rude and condescending when you've never had a conversation with me,
******* for ever telling me how to improve my self appearance,
******* for making up lies and holding grudges on things that never even existed,
******* for not being my friend anymore for being embarrassed about what other people would think,
**** high school, and **** *******, **** selfishness and **** imitation.


**** the fact that none of this should even matter,


and the fact that it still doesn't matter
Jolene Perron Oct 2010
When she talks about it,
it makes it real.
Her vulnerability,
is their's to steal.

It's what she fears,
forever and always.
So she speaks not a word,
she shies away.

In large group,
she feels their eyes.
Fixating on her,
calling on her lies.

They know that she,
is holding something back.
But she hasn't told them,
yet what it is she lacks.

She's scared, she's afraid,
what will they think.
As they stare at her,
she feels herself shrink.

The memories so tough,
she wanted to forget.
This isn't what she signed on for,
this isn't what she meant.

But once she starts,
she just can't stop.
She hands start to shake,
her cheeks get hott.

When she finishes her story,
she looks up with tears.
They put their arms around her,
comforting her fears.

They accept her for her,
past present and all.
Holding her up high,
comforting her when she falls.

These people are members,
of the House of Shalom.
With open hearts and arms,
this place is home.
nvinn fonia Dec 2018
REC
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   it soothes- -it becomes ..it blooms -it becomes ..it blooms ---it becomes ..it blooms ---recantations  reconsecration
so many many ages ago,  “probabilities man probabilities”
that’s about itt, man, it seems“similarly“,,,,, noww nowwthe drudge  magenta!noww, man-about time
as i knoww itt” well for once “ once  so pretty  ” she-says -cohorts
justt a dayy more we are closer-hippyhippy-hopp
the  best off linens the blue coats the finest frivolities all that  is pristine pristine-here/Jesuits
a sea of happiness in here everything
a well laid dining table a desk to write read eat a tree outside the never ending vanity fair “that  the magic will live  never will die
cause it’s automatic for people”says-Scot  it is really  automatic-now

“ patterns  emerge   as my prime whiter s,man”----tells,Joe
    

cups of tea-  chamomile- tells Jon/ mayb  “as much as you will like to mingle/&dangle-&mingle /double dribble/triple./Onegin //all the  wriggling the  implausible imposing    ,, nibbles ,,all the book keeping
“the classic anecdote” iff i mayy ... we are all  only supercilious  there’s more here to come”----Jim,, retorts tells
“to which i may”,tells jill    a sheep is _, its all gloom and  kingdom comes
   reasons /and acuity/  th more the merrierer   my bliss/slits
/ & the black space everywhere in
   them the/many minds   all the more   \><citadel.come and go touch of gold   see to believe  
             &&&&&
  <    deep blue lakes &blue that  never end their rune and it  returns  a ship on her chest a ship on her chest,on her chest-that i will reach places un dreamt of
\   will   returnn  > there. everyplace tea<>>>>\
   stays afloat,    dispels /beaten /scowls  scary ,tea<>>>>\all-of jiggling/ bouncying   ><weeds out / >minuscules
ripes/renders jesica>>>>jamboree  come face me.
     the grandest / all  the oddities   one magic invention i was missing all this time transgression/ kindda may be timid /  
  my jive / rruby/mouthing a last supper if you will .something akin
   timid all this time
  wt i was endless immeasurable the - wild/beckons/ ribbons and knots
door to door tropic  day/&night; /beckons// ribbons and knots
\i  was i would  on my side Ausual-revival Arendition again  again
and  lifee-like -ride  and whatever moreover all oveer the leftovers
rose swells . fine  our grasslands,you know, stilts frantic Jiving,Jiving Jiving in smoke  -reels/incapabl,,indecicve
one more dayy nd through h moors
are off ,,,, raspberry,Jiving,Jiving Jiving
discontent  / neatt/  mother  fuggazii ,Jiving,Jiving Jiving ,a week goes ayb a month a long intention, itt- sooths./all the more oegin \Gerianne- ,,twitces  .astute, many floors up,pigging cleaning,every quarter
the clouds/massquadre ,this is cat to,, through ,,moved,moved,,moved

, a-blue,, a-temple a bloom,a ,temple a rook a trek a stoop now
Buddha, a simpleton/buddah geriane 16-1-5-1, miniature lamps,,blizzards6-1-5-1,
all that can in a man/rigour all that hula hoop
possibly a merry christmass,, dayys spent ,,,  full
you  are all that is sire a \ all the pleasures off a small room
full off all the kool tools an art decoo sire by now you know it
all thecrystal fairies in blue crystall *****
pretty slick,,,runs ,piping hott ,, undone  &the; buddha, the-rider,, the- boxes,,,layaway the glistering the beaming, all  the book keeping
a philistine, if i mayy impeccable, and  free
glitters all  the hourrs,a\ repliccaa just a beguiling  taste ,\
,sire,,little empty purposely,, masterfully done,,,sire
beefy ,,sire,and, plenty-full surelyy
the nectar bequeaths

projected .mediocre , mister faires in ferries  shimmering  dearest of stories  / wings/reminising _faires
drool  an artt decoo sire,,,a purple tea *** in which we drink our tea,,,mirrors,,, the very best in the pristine
the mannequins,,all the more-buddha,the-rider,, the- boxes,,
,,sire iff only i may all that   hula hoop.dope-slopes -keystrokes -rabbi=ed folks we traversed   alone
among the ******* faires shining.and whineing
tee -hometown alleys too,the innate shufling,  neat //pique
   from,treetops,bellhops,  all  those-pitstops
   chit chats-flips flops flat-crapp
lemonade/the charade the bee all the hives-all
handmade kind of  dreams /transpicuous
**** you would knoow you would knoow-that anyway blinking/ slits . //slithers
leaping/ reaping/ leaving all blue //eyes bulls eye

archic // mine  !all blue //eyes----  eye leaping/ rearing/
leaping/ reaping/leaping/ rearing/leaping/ reaping/leaping/ rearing/

  
and now the mother  a finale-  ( )   grand //tiers ;piping ;deep-dives................
-clean-off beat -best kept thatt  allures us //still gilding  top -down.  in
fairies   delusions/- 2rapid 2rabid distracted
comes easy free /  -******
a cup of tea/honey -man i know  with it  /// batteries  jazz like   *******
time and time againn pronto sire
wired tried intake-uptake /cup cakes/hatted  /// orbs many many many kinds justt soo many soo many  many
  any takers in no hurry
/Orphic
left /blending/mended melting too which she says enough off all this shenanigans i want //if this is
her
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Thy clotted blood thickens when lonesomeness hits!!! Thou tasteth thine own spit as it warmly grips thy breathes... One more left...

Canst thou feeleth thine palpitating heart pound when seeking thy other spirit? As she or he's in darkness just like thou? Two angels helping two fools to reach out their fingertips!!

Wherein thy ligaments are in a grip, how I could die for just one cuddle.......this heart would I smuggle to one if one excepted this wearied invitation,
Lonely accreditations
This is an old lonely poem
Kimoy McKoy Jun 2012
I am strong…
I endure what you cannot.
I fight what you could not.
depression, regression
pain, tears…
heh, you would run to your mommy if faced with my fears.

I am determined…
to have my dream
without watching it all burst at the seams.
to make people happy
and to show them they are strong,
to teach my future children right from wrong,
to marry the love of my life,
to hear him say he’s happy that I’m his wife,
to not let you get me down,
to smile, when everything is pointing toward a frown.

I am free-spirited…
fun, wild, crazy…
I live out
I laugh loud
I cry hard
I love strong.
****, hott,
sophisticated, or not,
black makeup, blood-red nails,
fishnets, ponytails,
emo, gothic,
it’s obvious I have inner magic.
my thighs move like thunder,
while my wit is like lightening.
my presence is commanding,
comforting, yet frightening.

I am predator…
vampire in bloodlust
trapping you with my eyes
my aura ***** you in, to your demise,
feeding off of your soul
drinking you in until I am sated and whole.

I am unpredictable…
unprecedented
I do the unthinkable
your rules don’t apply to me
I dance to my own rhythm
hum my own tune
walk barefoot in the rain
I do everything you wouldn’t expect
I so most things your average girl wouldn’t do.

you cannot dictate to me
who, what, or where to be.
I am Cocheta:
That You Cannot Imagine.
an anomaly, you cannot tell my origin.

I am:
love, hope
home, trust
power, lust
wind, rain
woman, ethereal
succubus, nocturnal
black, fire
poetry, seduction
color, confidence
shy, innocent
emotion, devotion
different, perfection

I AM ME
a force to be reckoned with.
and there is absolutely nothing you can do about it.
Kida Price Jun 2014
Us
Ten years shy of our interlude
You watching me punching you.
First impressions were insude.
Who would have thought they would have lasted as long as you?
Hardened shells
Never crack
Passing notes
Hear you laugh.
Searching hallways
Looking back
See your face
Give me that.
A casualty of a hacky sack.
Keeping face and holding back.
Hug me tight
Apology
You won't see a single tear from me.
Turned your back away from me
Never wanting comforting
Especially from the likes of me.
Hugging back
Selflessly
Making you see this isn't me.
Highschool drama
**** those llamas
Keeping rage to a tolerable somber.
Pretending not to see you leave
So far away from my company.
Feeling others pulling me
Away from your integrity
Intentions made so violently
Trying to hate you
Have you forgetting me.
Angry notes are pushing
You farther and farther away from me.
Making us complicating
Something as simple as you and me.
**** this ****
I want this
Complicate me with our trust.
Let me be the one you dance with
When there are others you dismiss.
Passing up what could have been our first kiss.
Day of love
The day I hate
Who needs a valentine?
It could **** my taint.
Down the hall behind your back
A little flower
Now I'm trapped.
Handing it to me
Watching a smile grow widely.
Making my words into hypocrisy
Now they know I'm a girl and see
How you're cracking every bit of me?
Kissing cheeks
Make us blush
Never stopping our blood from the rush.
Holding hands
Intertwined
Finishing sentences
Reading minds.
It almost felt like you were mine
Before life parted us with time.
Far away
Computer screens
Catching up
Living things
Watching you love and letting you be
At least we had the memories.
Fell into some habits
So did you.
What is our lives coming to?
Feeling the shells harden again
Please don't break it
Let me pretend
You don't see me on this end.
You won't be proud of the things I did.
Fall off planets
Wedding bands
Stand at attention
No longer in each other's plans.
Seeing the world is the latest trend.
Asian continent
Back on earth we land
What are the odds
Of you planting your legs where I stand?
Aisle walks
Who's at the end?
Selecting food with a friend.
Stand like a statue
As I ascend
Hardly believing we're breathing the same oxygen.
Did you shake?
When I wrapped my hands
Around your back
Am I an illusion?
Miles from home
And I found my friend.
Bring my songs back to life
Thinking we've change
Together that's a lie.
There's much to do about nothing
To pick up where we left off back then.
The mold I'm squeezing myself in
You trying to keep yourself busy
Any excuse to have a run in meeting.
Find religion
No, but you'll spend time with me.
Watch me do some mormoning.
Maybe come over for some holidays
See the part where I'm cooking things.
Confiding in you that I hate Christmas
And you full heartedly agree.
It's not that bad though on the couch reminiscing.
Pull out year books and point out people
Together hating
What have you been up to since leaving me?
I love long stories
They won't bother me.
Once again fingers entangling.
Almost forgetting to whom I'm belonging.
Don't remind me of what I'm craving.
Here...look at these girls
They're all that you need.
The attention you give me only makes me think.
FHE hide and seek
Sit in my car
Listen to me sink
Oh, you met someone
Isn't that neat?
She makes you laugh
She helps you feel less lonely.
It wasn't until you had us meet
That my inner envy began to creep.
That night before deploying...
Even in front of her
You saying that you loved me.
And I believing it being more than friendly.
6 months out
Desert sands
Losing someone you thought you had
On both of our ends.
Ask advice
The hell if I know
The same thing is happening to me.
I wish it wasn't how it came to be.
A matter of time before you return to me.
Work day
In my registers place
I'm the first you choose to chase
And in response I jump to your embrace.
Relieved you came back in safety.
You came back home
And my home came back to me.
Darken sidewalks
Hand in hand
Tell me how you spent your time in the sand
Your place now
And I confess
There's things I feel
Parts of you I missed.
Expecting you to call me out
It's not fidelity if I say it out loud.
And yet you don't
You mimic me
Telling that you had been missing
Me.
At least we know
We said our peace
No further even though our doors are opening.
Don't swing wide
Don't let me feel your breeze.
Just one toe in
That's all I need.
Game of thrones
Barrack rooms
Wondering what I said to you
Just lay down
Don't go too far
Non make out session
Our hearts pound hard.
I'm on top
My face too close
Touching lips
The story goes
It's you and me
Staring
Can't believing it to be happening.
Just this once and then no more
Kissing as if we never had before.
Trying hard as hell to not want more.
All convictions to the floor
Loving each other like there's a settle to score.
But it doesn't count if you don't say
That you love me in anyway.
Let's keep it casual, I say.
Let's try to stop this all today.
Going out
Drinking scene
I'm trying to look pretty.
And you always look good
In whatever you throw on
Inebriated I try to make you sing a song.
Go out for some air
Let the drinks speak for me
Telling you I love you right then and there
Regardless of whoever could hear.
Moving too fast but I didn't care
If I lost you again at least of have it out there.
Drink me up into your cares
I'd rather be here than where I came
While you tell me you love me all the same.
It's probably wrong for both of us to say
But we've know it too long to be too ashamed.
Let someone else take the blame
Of constantly getting in the way.
Evenings spent in each other's sway
Till he calls or we get too carried away.
Not letting me go home just yet
Don't leave me alone
Don't make me forget
The places I've kissed on your neck.
Crevices discovered
New places of wonder
In and outside of those covers
No control
Let's leave the room
In the zone
Inhale those smoking fumes
Stupid smiles
To one another
They all knew about us and each other
The lust branded us both lovers
Except for that certain act
We broke ourselves not to rein act.
Kissing can be forgiven
But that sure as hell can't
Only when we belong to each other
Would we ever do that.
When and not if
After all of this
We felt too much with every kiss.
Placing each other in each future scenario
Naming kids and watching them grow
In our heads.
Plucking out names as we star gazed
Debating on waiting or straight away
Having our perfect family.
Talking of sharing our lives alone
But we weren't alone.
Knocks on the door
Back home there was met
Someone who found out our little secret.
Confronted
Turns out that I was actually wanted
Could have fool me by his quiet neglect
And we were both being treated like back stabbing suspects.
And that's when the guilt in me crept.
Stronger than I, you stood your ground.
Feeling bad for the conflict but not for being around.
Wanting to protect me from every sound
Of rage and breaking hearted rebound.
And after that it was like a divorcing trial
He'd have me all week and then you on the weekend but only for a little while.
Trying to keep myself going wild
Trying have both of you smile.
Stupid me
Now I see
I'm not the kind of person meant for sharing.
Back and forth and still I'd be
Exposed to 360 degrees of jealousy.
And on top of that you were leaving me.
Not deliberately
Not intentionally
Not wanting
To see me fade away into nothing.
Do our time
Make it count
Get the claw and pull nemo out.
******* there's a gloomy bear?
10 more tokens then we're there.
Photo booth
Print it clear
That we happened. We were here.
Walk a trail and find a tower
Watch the sunset from the water.
Skip those rocks until I get it right
We were always worth the fight
For any of those memories to see the light.
Knowing though right now can't be
Someday you ask to marry me
I've been asked that before
And you see where that got me
You don't blame me for the disbelief
And your ever hopeful eyes still plead
Never thinking back in spite
The things we felt on your last night.
Folding socks
Packing tight
Kissing time away that night.
Interrupted
And I left
Feeling so in completed.
Watch the clock before you take off
I need to make it now or not
Walk right through the terminal doors
And all of your resolve plummeted to the floor.
One last time and then no more.
It's hard enough to say goodbye
I can't do it when you have tears in your eyes
Trying hard to hold back mine
All we wanted was a little more time.
We always joked of how
Hours went by like seconds now
God allowed time to slow
When you're feeling miserable.
In the line
Watch you fly
Now it's only me, myself and I.
Hoping one of us can keep our memories
As my tangible one fade away from me.
Try again to recommitting
To the one I left hanging.
Trying to still be in your mind
But letting go to prove him right.
Then he left me high and dry
Should have saw that coming as soon as you took flight.
Hoping you put me from your sight
Burn my letters and live your life right.
While I deny myself the right and mine
Thinking I deserve it for my crime.
Breaking 3 hearts including mine.
Pass the time
I need to be better
I need to follow his life to the letter
Thinking I don't deserve much better
The one who you had wants out but I won't let her.
Feels like I waited forever.
Reconnected the line to the wrong receiver.
Thought I had done what I thought was best
Hearing your voice say those words and I couldn't contest
With your distance and your suppressed
Empathy for my distress.
It's the undeniable consequences.
Let myself fall of the surface
Breaking ties
Become the enemy
Become the very kind of person
I spent my life loathing.
Prey upon those who'd believe
All the pretty words I'd seethed.
Who knew it could be this easy
To make someone else fall in love with me?
Faceless guys who tripped to see
Any kind of attention from me.
Getting drunk every evening
Just to **** the part of me with feeling.
Touch me want me kiss me taunt me
Think you've made me the one who's wanting?
And then the prodigal boy who bounced me
Came back when he saw what I was flaunting.
You would have rolled your eyes at me
With everything that I was portraying.
Going back to the way I was playing.
In my defense I wasn't thinking.
About him.
About you.
About myself or what I had to do.
Deny the basic human right
To feel some happiness
To feel alive.
Take the bottle and the pills
Waking up the next morning
Disappointment with a side of chills.
At least it was a wake up call
Trying to control it all
If I was going to let myself fall
I didn't want to inconvenience anyone at all.
Play the part
Say the words
Live the lie
Make it work
Made my plans
Aligned with his
Come back home and he leaves again.
Knowing in the back of my head
You were somewhere else
And you lived.
Maybe someone was warming your bed.
Last we spoke, someone did.
Trying to keep my space again
I'd done enough as it is
For you to want to see my face again.
So I had thought
And I did.
You were waiting for my message.
Even if it was just as friends.
Facebook stalking
We both admit
We'd do it weekly until one of us
Started talking.
Passing thoughts
Wait for an update
Profile pictures
Changing
I kept taking more and more
Note on your tagged photos
Wondering who took those.
Did you still have the ones I took?
When you were alone and thinking
Did you have a look?
Did you ever think of me?
Why the hell aren't you messaging?
Then I, with silence breaking
"Hey there stranger...."
Message seen
Then you said you were willing me
To say those words through the screen.
Find out how you were close to me.
How did I feel about visiting?
Driving three hours to my county
And now to you I'm nervously driving.
Pulling up next to you
*******!
When did he get so huge.
Wait a moment for my breathing to ensue.
Unbuckle, get out and walk to you.
Pulled me in
Was the first thing you do
And the the feeling came rushing through.
Like some ****** on a binge
God, it felt so good to be held again.
Trying to avoid holding hands
Check me out
And I'll check you back
Tease each other
Make me crack
Almost kiss
Pull away
**** this ****
Do it anyways.
Walking in public places
Didn't help the pulsing phases
The time apart didn't diminish the traces
Of the physical draw, we just misplaced it
Maybe we should go back to my place
Watching some film while we look away
Baby, let's not get carried away
Close call
You almost made me fall
Crazy how that felt like no time at all
Till we're back on the same spiral.
Catch a glimpse of my swinging face
Smile now frown now back to our places
It's hard to feel so far away
When I stare at your face through this screen everyday
When I fall asleep to your voice at night
When we speak of drawing first blood
How hott it would be to fight.
Making business meetings
Into merging companies
Telling secrets
Making scenes
Silly faces
Fairly lands
Does it bother you?
It never did.
Trying to make my life less complicated
Convincing me
That the ground your standing
Is the one you claimed
Like planting a flag down in the name of your country.
Come to my door
Pull the beasts away from the floor
Then I'm against the wall
Pick me up
Never letting me fall
First impressions are the best
You say hello in a way if can't contest
Trying to keep the shake from your hands
As you fiddle and press all my buttons
Road trip riots
Scream out windows
Call me maybe?
That poor couple.
Amusement parks are just a perk
We're already amused together with the way we work.
Baby, I love you, turn around!
******* A!
The sloth you found!
My jaw almost hit the ground
I went full ****** just now.
Lemonade ice
Wishing wells
Tattooed dad's
Hands are held
Fight the straw
In your mouth
Remind me of my stature
Elbow on my head
Apologize
Kiss my face instead.
See a family struggling
With capturing their own memory
Tell me to ask and see
If their picture could be taken by me
So shy by your own generosity
I lovingly agree
Sleepy now
Wearing out
First time sleeping all personal.
Promise to stay
Regardless of what's happening?
We don't have to go all the way.
Naked now
If you kiss you lose
Did you kiss me
Or did I kiss you?
Alarm clock ******* up the sleep cycle
Waking up to see you smile
Morning breath
Just give me a little while
Get up from bed
Pull me back down
Put on your shirt
Take it back off now.
Taking care of canine kids
Taking a shower while you sit
Ready to go back on the road
Walgreens, gardens, now my favorite abode.
Secret spot that I show
**** rubbing that tree made me giggle.
On the strip
Arts and crafts store
No, I've never been in there before.
We both enjoy what we see so far.
*******.
They're playing Fast Car.
Stares are swapped
Grins are spread
Sharing that secret
Like we did.
Waiting till that song did end
To head to our next destination.
Walk up hill
Serious talk
Sit on grass
Picture swap
Ninja pose
You're built like a rock.
Find some food
But it's too crowded to walk.
Jason's deli has what we want
Only conflict is the drinks that we bought.
You like mine better?
I like yours too
Problems solved
Let the trade ensue.
Ticking clock
Almost time to leave
Rewinding parts of mr nobody
Trying not to let me see
How much you don't want to leave.
Kiss me like you don't want me to,
******* this kid is making me lose it too.
Get in car
Drive away
Call me soon
Drive home safely
FaceTime ******* us off incessantly
If we were in person
We wouldn't need this ******* thing.
Hardly an hour past, and then
You ask when you can see me again.
Make some plans
Rinse repeat
Tabb throw back
Dairy Queen food endeavor
Food lion **** break
Tim minchins radio doppelgänger
Read my brain
You thought it too
Art museum
I'm gunna get you
Riled up
And frustrated with me
It's hard to walk when in my ear
You're whispering
Do you hear a piano playing?
Let's trek back and see
The master of that melody
Hunting down the elderly
That old guy is you
And the old lady is me
Speaking of our future constantly.
Back to the ride
The glove box won't comply
Get some wire to compromise
Take me to get some shakes and fries
Wandering in the mall's walk lights
Going back across the bridge
My paranoia of the road permits
Squeezing your hand every five minutes.
Relax
Scream and step on the gas
You sure know how to make my brain go lax
Check on the kids
And then pursue
The slumber party
Take two
Messing up the room info
King sized bed
Downgraded to two q
brandon nagley Aug 2015
Mine Jane
O' mine jane;
How I canst not waiteth
To seeith thine face.

Mine Jane
O' godly jane;
Ourn bones shalt locketh
Inside, between ourn hand's.

Mine Jane
O' darling jane;
When we do meeteth
I shalt removeth thine old stain's.

Mine Jane
O' angelic jane;
Douse me in thy slaver
Showeth me that amour, thou hath written on paper.

Mine Jane
O' **** Jane;
Bringeth thine leg's closer
Maketh me beg, pull the blonde on mine head, be the chauffeur.

Mine Jane
O' goddess jane;
Throweth me down, back to the ground
Jump on me, childplay.

Mine jane
O' Filipino Jane;
Calleth mine name
I'll yet back louder, us both bursting in hott flame's.

Mine Jane
O' masterpiece jane;
No word's, hush love
Taketh me again.

Mine Jane
O' mine Filipino rose;
Who careth what other's think
The whole world already knoweth.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication
slaver means saliva in old tongue for you who don't know (:
I know a person
Who began doing ****** with her son
She seems to be
Going to live forever
She used to be a great person
But now
People pretend they are not home when she comes around
I am a person
Who smokes *** with my kids
And I'll drink alcohol
Too
And let me tell you
Some people are real *******
When you add alcohol
I'm not sure why there's a line
Of illegality
With drugs
The worst drug of all
Is tobacco
And I love to smoke
I'm a hott mess
But drugs
In general
Are a hott mess
Because clearly
We've been dealing with it
Inappropriately
Who can blame us?
Drugs are irrational
It is considered a mental
Illness
Drug addiction
(That might be no longer true
But it used to be)
brandon nagley Jul 2015
This is last part continuing.... Anyways like I was saying I said I'm cocky yes.. Not conceeded there is a diff... Ok I got Greek in me.  You know anything of Greeks .? Their cocky people lol fact is I don't think highly of me . I don't think I'm hott or **** or even best man for any woman fact is I don't feel good enough for any woman.. I feel low like I'm not good enough . but I know I am To God and in working on confidence funny thing is I will be cocky at times I guess Maby overconfidence lol either way who I am like it or not just me...  Anyways I love cuddling with a woman... I call one queen because calling her hunny or love is to plain and human like . I wanna call mine woman queen and let her know she's mine queen... Letting her know that!!! I believe in true romance and true forgiveness when lovers mess up.. Because if u can't forgive your lovers or even others that's not love at. All.. That's not giving noone a chance or benefit of doubt.... But I am true hopeless romance guy lol. I believe it's not about money u can show your lover or your car or house I want one who will love me in a t.p when I'm dead broke with no car job and I'm depressed not one who will give up on me. One who will believe all I say even if its hard to believe at times.. And one who will come to me for ??s instead of others behind me because i can't do that... I seek all openess its who I am... And I'm type OK I ask alot of ?s I've always been like that not from me accusing or not believing u its because since a boy I always asked mummy why? Why mum? I just wanted simple truth answers!!! It's me so I dont mean to hurt ones when I ask ?s its who I am with half human inside of me...... I grew up Baptist still am... I got ina fight over a dear friend of me and me dads who lives around here not saying name keeping him protected. But he was cutting down black people one day kept calling them. Nig..... So I flipped out spoke up against him in front of all people at the pool me flipping out led me to fall in pool and ****** me foot for sticking up to racism. . don't forget I don't hate  the racist just the ideology... So yes now me and guy are cool and guy changed ways *** of me and don't say nor believe that no more... Also more about me no I'm not bragging so u kknow just giving u truth who I am.. The guy who set me up people wanted him dead.... I forgave him. Ran into him at a drug program I think God brought him to me for purpose... Because he said BRANDON I'm so sorry I set you up, I shook his hand and forgave and hugged him and knew why he did it!! See same guy who set me up got busted months before me for ****** dealing cops gave him choice.. Jail prison for ten years. Or set me and 22 peeps up! He choose to see his daughter and set me up.  He was addict as me so I understood and forgave him
Hugged him shook hands... Saw him once twice after that.. But point is I'm not bragging I'm telling u what and who I am friends.... A man who believes in love and forgiving... I have 2 older bros... Ones 33 ones 31 ones in Colorado by grand junction ones in Florida west palm area... O love to wear native rings turquoise necklaces rings .. Also don't care anymore used to be ashamed of this from stigma people got about it... But elsa was first girl I told this to *** I trust her she thinks I don't but I do.I told her elsa ( I lived in a trailer when I was younger for a good while) and I was so embarrassed to tell even best friends that not *** people of trailer park but *** me own pride. Man's downfall.... And because stigma of quote trailer trash but u know what??? Those trailer trash and people in the projects and poor with hardly no money are the most wonderful souls and beautiful people I know. .....  This is me and me own life! God bless love all of u!

Oh PS lol throwing this out here about the number nine
Mine number
It means completion in all religions across the globe+ fun fact
Oh in not materialistic either not who I am
Not all about technology I just want a queen who will write me actual love letters and pick up the old fashioned phone and call me *** I wanna connect to ones voice and soul... I'm alll about connecting souls... And I don't just hold hands like men do limp wise I wanna lock fingers to feel ones spirit connect to me!!!

Seeing the world tune out to their phone and computers when they got a lover right in front of them drives me crazy to see... Just me and who I am old fashioned hopeless romantic!!!
Yup. Sometimes, waiting destroys all chance.  
Sometimes, you run out of road. Every direction, all options, all roads, closed.
Sometimes, it's a dead end street where you're trapped, with the pouring rain as thick as blood, weighed you down.
Sometimes, there's nowhere to go. Except back in time in your head and reflect on what road, with full-throttle,

COMMITTED

to find
heaven

or




GOD'S

Hell

Fire

Hot HOTT!!

Ouch

decisively;
save regret for later if it's on that path,
cause we know there's
no avoiding it
on THIS
one.
Indecisiveness kills,
it steals time,
as a trained monkey in Bangladesh gets his banana, baby.  
ALL.
roads.

dead.


Save
forgiveness and repentance.
Sometimes,

beautiful things die while you're in darkness, robbing them of sunshine.


They

die.
Summer has passed,
Students are in class,
The  🍂🍁 Autumn 🍁🍂 is here
This heat didn't last.
The summer's about gone
It won't be too long
The fall season is near
from this we all cheer
Get ready for the change
Cooler days and darker nights
because of a Hott summer
🍁🍂 Autumn 🍂🍁 is a nice delight
So, please get ready
For Falls clothing gear,
It's just around the corner,
🍁🍂 Autumn 🍂🍁 season
is almost here.


B.R.
Date: 8/30/2024
Jon Shierling Feb 2015
Right on the cusp of sleep,
warm and cozy and drifting off....

Haha, not happening

I'm an American
Caucasian
heterosexual male
and make more than
twenty grand a year.

Therefore,
according to pretty
much everybody that isn't
republican (God help you)
everything wrong in the world
is my fault.

So sleep is a luxury.

Let's proceed down the
strangely hate filled
and guilt slinging
reactionary list.

American: invades whoever
we want for whatever we want,
whenever we want.
We'll bomb you back to the
stone age and then station
fifty thousand ***** dudes
with guns in your capitol
and force feed you Kentucky Fried Chicken.

Caucasian: I may say I hate
racism in all it's disgusting
forms, but in reality I'm
just lying because I want to
buy your sister and **** her
because I have daddy issues
and think ****** was a God.

A dude who likes chicks:
I only pretend to be a gentleman
and sensitive because it gets
me in between hott hipster girls
thighs, but actually ****** is
just another commodity to be sold.

I make over minimum wage:
I don't really have to scrape to
pay my bills, I just live above my
means with money I didn't actually
make, at a job I don't deserve.

The point being that I can't sleep
because I can't decide whether
to believe what I'm told,
what I've seen,
or what I actually think is true.

Oh, btw I am all of the aforementioned,
but I've also never shot an unarmed
Muslim kid, or ***** a drunk co-ed
because she really wanted it, or bought
another human being.

In point of fact, people like me
are kinda despised by everybody,
since the white supremacist bigot
bible thumpers accuse us of betraying
them and their true calling,
and everybody else thinks we're just
going with the flow of progressivism
because we don't have the ***** to
be open about wanting to buy young
Thai girls and force them into a brothel.

Why can't I sleep?
Too much noise.

Hate in fact breeds one thing...more Hate.
In need of clarification, I am NOT A REPUBLICAN.
brandon nagley Jul 2015
Humbled
I boweth mine knee,
Seeking one
To taketh me to interdimensional rocketings....

Blasting off
In hott sensuality!!!
nvinn fonia Jun 2017
judas


a continuity guranteed
the nectar bequeaths
forlong
forgivess
the
edifice, a
roll of dicees
2.pm a preemtive.the-blue-acron in chrome
i-would know _ -
as forr a while
,(radio rahim....)
for you
,tic-trackks,tic-trackks viggelntees)
  a
vigill,
  


in existence,
radio rahim the landscapes keept changing

a workk in progress


,santa maria,,,,  ,,mayy b ourr dreams

of the reverence  
  into the very  profound  


dayy 5
on the road
is lunch  now ............






along the heavy points
4pm same dayy
a brown tea *** so nicely preserved but off no grater utility
just a brown tea pottt
38 ...**** again ..huh .....just likk thatt
.... kindda winds up ,,wry

now ....
  still passionate  though

        
  /frothing/foams  
    
"jeddah"
" gives wayy too ".

along the /tumultus ,dry
the same dayy
footing
it coms  2 itt noww,,a cold..trance ,, embezeled

!! forr ,regressed. ,thoseof us VISIBL- Keene

it is finally-plenteous

breathing!a more juniper

. . cold. \ invisible,grooming////
    
    
  turns outtit should end here
  
  
  chapter 2
  
  
  _

   reasons /acuity/  th more the merrierer
   my bliss/slits
   till-kingdom comes .
   / & the black space everywhere in
   them the/many minds
   all the more
   \><citadel.come and go touch of gold
   see to believe
  
             &&&&&
  <    deep blue lakes that  never end
their rune
and it  returns  a ship on her chest

that i will reach places un dreamt of
\   will   returnn  > there. everyplace
  
  tea
  
  
  
<>>>>\

    
        stays afloat,  
      dispels /beaten /scowls
   scary ,all-of jiggling/kepp bouncying
     ><weeds out / >minuscules
  
  
  
        ripes/renders
         <jessica>>>>jamboree
         come face me.


     the grandest / all  the oddities
  
    one magic invention i was missing all this time
  
  
  transgression/ kindda may be timid /  
  my jive / rruby/mouthing
a last supper if you will .something akin
  
  
  
  wt i was
endless
immeasurable the - wild/beckons/ ribbons and knots
door to door
tropic


day/&night; /
\
i was
i would

on my side

Ausual-revival
Arendition again  again
and
lifee-like
-ride
and whatever moreover all oveer the leftovers
rose swells . fine
  
  
  
our grasslands,

you know
, stilts

frantic Jiving,Jiving Jiving



  





in smoke

  -reels/
incapabl,,
indecicve

one more dayy
and through
th moors




are off ,,,, raspberry,
discontent
  / neatt/
  mother  fuggazii ,,

a week goes
mayb a month a long intention
, itt- sooths./all the more



onegin \
Gerianne- ,,twitces  .
astute, many floors up,
pigging cleaning,every quarter
the clouds/massquadre ,this is cat

to,,, through ,,,,,moved

, a-blue,, temple

a bloom,a ,temple

a rook a trek a stoop now
Buddha, a simpleton/buddah

geriane




16
,, miniature lamps,,blizzards
all that can
in a man/rigour

all that hula hoop
possibly a merry christmass,,
dayys spent ,,
,,  full

you  are all that is

sire a \
all the pleasures off a small room
full off all the kool tools
an art decoo sire by now you know it
all thecrystal fairies in blue crystall *****


pretty slick,,,runs
,piping hott ,, undone
&the;
buddha, the-rider,, the- boxes,,,layaway

the glistering

the beaming, all  the book keeping

a philistine, if i mayy

impeccable, and  free
glitters all  the hourrs,
a\ repliccaa

just a beguiling  taste ,\
,sire,,little empty purposely,, masterfully done,,,sire
beefy ,,sire
,and, plenty-full

surelyy

the nectar bequeaths









projected .mediocre , mister
faires in ferries  shimmering  dearest of stories
  / wings
/reminising
  
  
    _

drool
    
    
    
  an artt decoo sire,,,a purple tea *** in which we drink our tea,

,,mirrors,,, the very best in the pristine

the mannequins,,all the more

-buddha,
the-rider,, the- boxes,,

,,sire
iff only i may
all that   hula hoop.we survived  alone

& hometown alleys too,
the innate
shufling,  neat //pique
   from,treetops,bellhops,  all  pitstops
   chit chats-flips flops flat
lemonade/the charade the bee hives all
handmade
kind of  dreams /transpicuous
**** you would knoow that
anyway
blinking/ slits . //slithers

leaping/ reaping/ leaving all

blue //eyes bulls eye


archic // mine bck off !
Jon Shierling Nov 2014
Hey there hott stuff why don't ya bust
out that saxophone and play some serious
New Orleans Blues while I drink a beer and
try to calm the **** down before I start crankin
out some seriously ungodly **** that I'm possibly
going to regret in the morning.

And then it hits me that I'm having a
Bukowski moment and maybe
even channeling the spirit of that St. Paul
of new age seekers and left out hippies
shooting up in broke down cars while
holding some sort've seance for he, Jim Morrison.

Or it could've just been a convenient excuse
to get a sad lonely hipster high and
**** her brains out since she was looking
for something that mattered and happened
to find your crooked *** and a **** begrimed needle.

So don't ask me why I take concepts half baked
such as just go with the flow and all things
go according to the will of the universe
and rub my perfectly shaped **** all over them
since 9 out of 10 it's an excuse for terrible
**** that people do to each other in the name of
great grandpa experience for experience's sake.

I'll laugh in the face of people who ***** platitudes
and I'll teach their cats to **** on their
newspapers in the morning just for the
pure naked mischief of it.

There are so many lives out there in the big blue
world full of so many hopes and dreams and
loves and hates and memories and futures
that no one, any where, has the right or the authority
to infringe upon for any reason especially
that golden calf of fearful worship
the supposed Great Scapegoat of the Greater Good.

So come along with me and my people,
we who do not bow, we who do not submit,
we who wake up in the morning filled with
a burning insatiable need to take our world
by the PMC encrusted ***** and make something new.
Lejla Hott May 2019
Stor og stærk som en marmorsten,
Hans blå bedrageriske øjne.
Facaden dækker den pinefulde leen
Samt de enigmatiske løgne.

Overvældende følelse af ansvarlighed;
Forventningerne er høje.
Det skyller ind over hans dyster sind,
Han lader sig nu bøje.

Den urene og maliciøse ravn,
Omslutter hans inkurable krop.
Ølflasker i hans favn,
Stakkels fyr kan ikke holde op.

Svagt blinkende gadelygter,
Viser vejen til sandheden; livets fjende.
Den han med hele hjertet frygter,
Hvornår ville denne lidelse ende?

- Lejla Hott
Jennifer Jul 2013
You tell me when to stop because I need that.  
Sometimes I get carried away and worked up
and today when I started, you said something to stop me.  
You stopped me in my tracks and brought me back.  
Don't make it something big, you said.  
Well that's what I was doing.  
I was blowing it up to proportions that didn't need to be reached.  
And I just ceased.

Don't make it into something big.

Alright.

And then you shocked me again like pulling me out of the fire and then dunking me in water.

I love you.

Well thanks for putting out my fire.
That was extremely ****.  And I can't stop thinking about it.  
I'm a difficult person and I know that, but you just put me in my place with such
authoritative grace.  
It was hott and I want you.
I can't wait to see you.
3.26.13
Kida Price Jun 2014
Smoking kills
But it looks so cool.
Fashion means letting
The tar to pool.
Drinking makes the mind go numb
So who cares if my words
Are slurred and dumb.
Come on
Just a little fun.
Getting high
Make me fly.
Just hit me once and say goodbye.
I can stop whenever I choose.
So give me a lighter and let me lose.
Start off slow
Feel my body rise.
Addictions hold no real surprise.
They think it's hott
When a girl can fry
To a needle or snort or puffing prize.
You don't want to know my mind.
The wonderland
The ****** skies.
The memory of bloodshot eyes.
Just let me out of my skin tonight.
The scars you see are accidental.
Accidentally feeling with sharpened metal.
Drag it down so I don't get mental.
You don't want me sentimental.
I can fight for no good reason.
The blood tends to boil
With the humidity of the season.
Hit me back and get in personal.
I can take the skin covered bone
I'm versatile.
I ran with the gun wielding people.
Earn some respect and still get riddled.
They love a chick with hard forged metal.
As long as I'm not hurting you
I get away with ****** and die a couple times too.
I can stop whenever I choose
So light me up those cancerous fumes
And let me choose.
Come on
Just a little fun
It's not hurting you...
L Smida Nov 2012
I want to call you mine
But mine you are not
I want to say I've fought
But for you I cannot
For I cannot come across a plot
But don't think that I haven't thought
I'm just distractedly caught
Because I don't have a shot
You're way too hott
But I think about you a lot
Which might seem a little distraught
God for bit, I hope its not
More confidence I should've brought
You tell me, do I have a spot
In your heart is where I sought
So please, I beg, don't let me rot
this is lame, i know lol
Skyy Blu Jun 2016
The-One.... was not-- who I thought you were, I thought that, you were close to the one. ...The other one that, I wanted but you were not--- and I'm over it..... Are- You? You-Know, How sometimes you think that, you want something or even someone but when you have it--- or get them; it's right at that very moment that: You realize or that it hits you-- like a brick that, you really don't want them....or it at all. Ever, been there? Ever, said that--- You loved someone just to have *** with them--- and after you were done..... You realized that, it was a big mistake; I mean not only was it not good--- but now you feel bad: because they're into you and all--- you want to do is run. I mean, Like run...... Real fast and take a bath..... wash them off--- of you and somehow---- wishing that you could wash them ---and the act right out of your head?Have, You ever told someone that, they looked good in an outfit; that you--- knew that-they....Looked a hot-mess-in....Just because you didn't know how to tell them, that they were jacked-up? Then, a few minutes later someone else comes in and tells them...... Upfront-- that they....looked like a hott-mess; and they go off on you-- for not being {as it were real.....honest?} I'm just wondering...... Why-Why, Do We Do It!!!!!?
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Mine heart fluttering
Pivotal to all feeling
Mine scepter is beating
Like a drum of tribal momentous,
I crawl as a beast to belly
Tasting soot and ash
Mine aorta sliced in half
As a serial killer to mine trauma.........
Shalt one feeleth such anguish?
I relish the good times
Yet bad seem more good to me
Since I'm soo used to it
Yet,
I shalt not be broken
Mine catena's hath been hacksawed
For now freedom hath wrapped mine heavied head
Gratis instead.......
I shalt not be one to be left to the wind
As if I'm just its fatal breeze
Tis I'm me
And unearhtly shower of blessed beauty
Raining fiery hott
On old lit cities....  
Mine marvel plateau do I awaiteth....
Wherein I shalt be noticed
Not flicked aside
As the trash of the earth!!!!
Not for noone just wonderful masterpiece (:
brandon nagley May 2015
This candle burneth down low,
Who shall respark it for me eh?
Who shall make the wax drip,
HOTT,
Dripping from chest to soul!!!
nvinn fonia Apr 2019
our grasslands,frantic Jiving,Jiving Jiving  carries     the full moon  
things you know ,under stilts- day/&night; /\are off ,,,, raspberry,
discontent,  its in  my winter,  / in  my seasons/  mother  fuggazii a neatt blueberry /trimed, neat
  

  ,                        
,bespoken// man off the hour Onegin \Gerianne- ,,twitches  .Onegin \Onegin \Gerianne-
astute,!!! many many-floors up, piping- cleaning,every quarter the clouds/masquerade ,this is cat______
to,,, through ,,through,,n,moved, a-blue,, temple a bloom,a ,temple a rook a trek a stoop now
Buddha, a simpleton/buddah geriane
evn more, man , means  pristine,adhoc ,reminisce wt i was wt wht wht ever i was
end-knot, end knot yet waas itt it was probable most likely
immeasurable , -penetrable the - wild/man go take a look beckons/you hey  the  ribbons the  knots
knots  the wrought what for/wt for noww  door to door
tropic tropic endemic you hear wt you see you lurch you b you b you believe sort  off  
on my sideAusual-revival A rendition again  again and lifee-like -ride
and whatever moreover all oveer the leftovers rose swells . fine
inn smoke  -reels/ ncapabl,,indecicve ne more dayy nd through
th moors,,a week goes
mayb a month a long intention  itt- sooths./all the more doggs
onegin \Gerianne- ,,twitces  .astute, many floors up,pigging cleaning,every quarter
the clouds/massquadre ,this is cat to,,, through ,,,,,moved , a-blue,, temple
a bloom,a ,temple a rook a trek a stoop now Buddha, a simpleton/buddah
geriane droggs onegin \Gerianne- ,,twitces  .astute, many floors up,
pigging cleaning,every quarter
the clouds/massquadre ,this is cat

to,,, through ,,,,,moved, a-blue,, temple a bloom,a ,temple a rook a trek a stoop now
Buddha, a simpleton/buddah geriane
,, miniature lamps,,blizzards all that can in a man/rigour
all that hula hoop possibly a merry christmass,,dayys spent ,,,  full you  are all that is
sire a \all the pleasures off a small room full off all the kool tools an art decoo sire by now you know it all thecrystal fairies in blue crystall *****    
,pretty slick,,,runs ,piping hott ,, undone &the; buddha, the-rider,, the- boxes,,,layaway
the glistering the beaming, all  the book keeping a philistine, if i mayy

impeccable, and  free glitters all  the hourrs,a\ repliccaa just a beguiling  taste ,\
,sire,,little empty purposely,, masterfully done,,,sire beefy ,,sire,and, plenty-full
surelyy the nectar bequeaths
( projected .mediocre , mister faires in ferries  shimmering  dearest of stories
  / wings/reminising      buddah     buddah.    
  an artt decoo sire,,,a purple tea *** in which we drink our tea,

,,mirrors,,, the very best in the pristine the mannequins,,all the more
the -buddha,the-rider,, the- boxes,,,,sire iff only i may evn more
from wt i was endless immeasurable the - wild/beckons/ ribbons and knots
knots what for/ door to door  tropic
day/&night; /i was i would on my side
Ausual-revival  Arendition again  again  and  lifee-like -ride
and whatever moreover all oveer the leftovers  rose swells . fine
our grasslands,you know , stilts  frantic Jiving,Jiving Jiving
in smoke  -reels/incapabl,,indecicve  one more dayy and through  th moors
are off ,,,, raspberry,discontent  / neatt/  mother  fuggazii ,,
a week goes  mayb a month a long intention, itt- sooths./all the more

coldest,yet An ongoing black screen, then you came   colored coldd eminence  at al times
around me,   the birds,forrow Here burning,  Orange yello/blue brigand
In a lot, and  the cloud,  the grasslands to let me in,  dollor man
a board, a bloom Buddha, a simpleton ,  slanted/ forever possibily
  glistering/the ice cones,gingivitis floating away    /balloons
Above//   before beyond   half  half ,exciting  Elicit, , derelict,  
,  /never closing  a fantasia what i mean when i need  
   rerun .the chapters <retort>     there's a god  today in this moment and i can feel  it  .
   "jessica"\    ( the drudge   ducks   dips digs more and more
     won't stopp)       diners too many  tea  
  <>>>>\        stays afloat,        dispels /beaten /scowls   scary ,all-of jiggling/kepp bouncying
     ><weeds out / >minuscules         ripes/renders
         <jessica>>>>jamboree          come face me.
     the grandest / all  the oddities     one magic invention i was missing all this time
    transgression/ kindda may be timid /    my jive /our rruby/mouthing
a last supper if you will .something akin
   reasons /acuity/  th more the merrierer
   my bliss/slits    till-kingdom comes .   / & the black space everywhere in
   them the/many minds    all the more    \><citadel.come and go touch of gold
   see to believe              &&&&  <    deep blue lakes that  never end
their rune and it  returns  a ship on her chest
that i will reach places un dreamt of   will   returnn  > there. everyplace
                        
                  
   still passionate  though    /frothing/foams  "jeddah" "a simpleton, gives wayy too ".
the landscapes.an excerptluxomberg- along the /tumultus ,dry  the same dayy footing it foams  2 itt noww,,a cold..trance ,, embezeled !! forr ,regressed. ,thoseof us VISIBL- Keene
it is finally-plenteous breathing!a more juniper  . . cold. \ invisible,grooming////      
  turns outt
_..... ) .same dayys, for ever,evoles the delicate, the muffin menin muffin coats
/,/renders the arc  dayy 5 on the road is lunch  now ............
along the heavy points 4pm same dayy a brown tea *** so nicely preserved but off no grater utility just a brown tea pottt  37 -38 ..........just likk thatt
.... kindda winds up ,,wry now ....the fckig landscape.an excerpt  luxomberg
alice springs.carrie. chapter 1,the landscapes 2.pm preemtive.the-blue-acron in chrome  i-would know _ -as forr a while  ,(radio rahim....) for you ,tic-trackks,tic-trackks viggelntees) a vigill,


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nvinn fonia Feb 2019
what/====/what  ==
  what./==what.///=what.//==/what.
  here, it is a tar pit  the yellowed trees all that eyes  see cherry blossoms through &through cherry blossoms  cherry blossoms through and through and through  cherry blossoms through
   it soothes- -it becomes ..it blooms -it becomes ..it blooms ---it becomes ..it blooms ---recantations  reconsecration
so many many ages ago,  “probabilities man probabilities”
that’s about itt, man, it seems“similarly“,,,,, noww nowwthe drudge  magenta!noww, man-about time
as i knoww itt” well for once “ once  so pretty  ” she-says -cohorts
justt a dayy more we are closer-hippyhippy-hopp
the  best off linens the blue coats the finest frivolities all that  is pristine pristine-here/Jesuits
a sea of happiness in here everything
a well laid dining table a desk to write read eat a tree outside the never ending vanity fair “that  the magic will live  never will die
cause it’s automatic for people”says-Scot  it is really  automatic-now

“ patterns  emerge   as my prime whiter s,man”----tells,Joe
    

cups of tea-  chamomile- tells Jon/ mayb  “as much as you will like to mingle/&dangle-&mingle /double dribble/triple./Onegin //all the  wriggling the  implausible imposing    ,, nibbles ,,all the book keeping
“the classic anecdote” iff i mayy ... we are all  only supercilious  there’s more here to come”----Jim,, retorts tells
“to which i may”,tells jill    a sheep is _, its all gloom and  kingdom comes
   reasons /and acuity/  th more the merrierer   my bliss/slits
/ & the black space everywhere in
   them the/many minds   all the more   \><citadel.come and go touch of gold   see to believe  
             &&&&&
  <    deep blue lakes &blue that  never end their rune and it  returns  a ship on her chest a ship on her chest,on her chest-that i will reach places un dreamt of
\   will   returnn  > there. everyplace tea<>>>>\
   stays afloat,    dispels /beaten /scowls  scary ,tea<>>>>\all-of jiggling/ bouncying   ><weeds out / >minuscules
ripes/renders jesica>>>>jamboree  come face me.
     the grandest / all  the oddities   one magic invention i was missing all this time transgression/ kindda may be timid /  
  my jive / rruby/mouthing a last supper if you will .something akin
   timid all this time
  wt i was endless immeasurable the - wild/beckons/ ribbons and knots
door to door tropic  day/&night; /beckons// ribbons and knots
\i  was i would  on my side Ausual-revival Arendition again  again
and  lifee-like -ride  and whatever moreover all oveer the leftovers
rose swells . fine  our grasslands,you know, stilts frantic Jiving,Jiving Jiving in smoke  -reels/incapabl,,indecicve
one more dayy nd through h moors
are off ,,,, raspberry,Jiving,Jiving Jiving
discontent  / neatt/  mother  fuggazii ,Jiving,Jiving Jiving ,a week goes ayb a month a long intention, itt- sooths./all the more oegin \Gerianne- ,,twitces  .astute, many floors up,pigging cleaning,every quarter
the clouds/massquadre ,this is cat to,, through ,,moved,moved,,moved

, a-blue,, a-temple a bloom,a ,temple a rook a trek a stoop now
Buddha, a simpleton/buddah geriane 16-1-5-1, miniature lamps,,blizzards6-1-5-1,
all that can in a man/rigour all that hula hoop
possibly a merry christmass,, dayys spent ,,,  full
you  are all that is sire a \ all the pleasures off a small room
full off all the kool tools an art decoo sire by now you know it
all thecrystal fairies in blue crystall *****
pretty slick,,,runs ,piping hott ,, undone  &the; buddha, the-rider,, the- boxes,,,layaway the glistering the beaming, all  the book keeping
a philistine, if i mayy impeccable, and  free
glitters all  the hourrs,a\ repliccaa just a beguiling  taste ,\
,sire,,little empty purposely,, masterfully done,,,sire
beefy ,,sire,and, plenty-full surelyy
the nectar bequeaths

projected .mediocre , mister faires in ferries  shimmering  dearest of stories  / wings/reminising _faires
drool  an artt decoo sire,,,a purple tea *** in which we drink our tea,,,mirrors,,, the very best in the pristine
the mannequins,,all the more-buddha,the-rider,, the- boxes,,
,,sire iff only i may all that   hula hoop.dope-slopes -keystrokes -rabbi=ed folks we traversed   alone
among the ******* faires shining.and whineing
tee -hometown alleys too,the innate shufling,  neat //pique
   from,treetops,bellhops,  all  those-pitstops
   chit chats-flips flops flat-crapp
lemonade/the charade the bee all the hives-all
handmade kind of  dreams /transpicuous
**** you would knoow you would knoow-that anyway blinking/ slits . //slithers
leaping/ reaping/ leaving all blue //eyes bulls eye

archic // mine  !all blue //eyes----  eye leaping/ rearing/
leaping/ reaping/leaping/ rearing/leaping/ reaping/leaping/ rearing/

  
and now the mother  a finale-  ( )   grand //tiers ;piping ;deep-dives................
-clean-off beat -best kept thatt  allures us //still gilding  top -down.  infairies   delusions/- 2rapid 2rabid distracted
comes easy free /  -******
a cup of tea/honey -man i know  with it  /// batteries  jazz like   *******
time and time againn pronto sire
wired tried intake-uptake /cup cakes/hatted  /// orbs many many many kinds justt soo many soo many  many
  any takers in no hurry
/Orphic
left /blending/mended melting too which she says enough off all this shenanigans i want //if this is
her
ZACK GRAM Aug 2019
STILL FRESH AN ****** THE WHOLE CREW
FORGET WHO?
I HEARD THAT *** ****** YOU 2!!!
DIE SLOW
MY FOW FOW
MY FOW FIVE
BOMM ON YOU BUSTAS
NO KILLAS REALISM
HOLLY SAID YOU WAS COOL
BUT THEN *** MARK TRYNA SHINE
YOU MUST BE SCARED
I HOPE YOU FRY
REM TILL U DIE
IM THE BEST EVER CONCEIVED
HAIL MY HISTORY
SNITCH
I ROC
I MIGHT BE BLACK
I DONT KNOW
WHO CARES
IM THROWED
FINNA LAY BACK
GOTO THE GRAVE
GOT THIS COMBED DOUGH
CLEAN YO ***** FRO
HIT THE HILLS
YOU **** MORE *****
DEADASS ***** *** PITCH
NO REGRETS
ITS FINALIZED IF HE HIT
***** IN MY EYES
YOU CAN HAVE IT
ITS A DEADLY HABBIT
***'N

YOU TAKE ADVANTAGE
I CAN LOSE MY LIFE
ANY SECOND
ANY DAY
BLOOD INSIDE ME
LEAKING LIKE IM DYING
DEATH FROM THE STRUGGLE
CONSISTENTLY DRINKIN
ALWAYS SMOKIN
POPPIN PILLS
IM A LOST CAUSE
I LOVE YOU SO MUCH
HABBITS ARE A *****
PILLS POPPED
DRINKS POURED UP
SMOKE **** I AIN HAD ENOUGH
WAZZ UP
COME OVER
I CANT SLEEP
JUST HERE
WALKIN ROUND
AROUND GOING IN CIRCLES
THOUGHTS OF YOU
RUN THROUGHT MY MIND
I GOTTA HOUSE
YOU CALL HOME
I BUILT IT FROM THE GEE TOP
6 STORY MANSION UP CREEK
ITS A CASTLE SO COME CHILL
OTHERWISE IM DEAD
ALONE
AFRAID TO LAY MY HEAD DOWN
ASLEEP BUT AWAKE
THE ONLY WAY MY HEART WONT STOP
STILL BABY ITS ALL MENTAL
SO LET THAT BEAT DROP
DONT STOP

MOTIVATE
NUNCIATE
INSINUATE
CONCENTRATE
NO DEBATE
DO IT 4 THE GRAM
100 TRILL
STRAPPED ON MY CHEST
THE BEST
IM SHOOK
I DONT KNOW WHAT TO THINK
I CANT SEE A THING
IF I HAD A TASTE
MAYBE I MIGHT BELIEVE
NOW I REALLY DO NOT
SO GOD
IF YOU REAL
IM TAKING THE WAR TO YOUR PEARLY GATE
I DIE A LESSON TO ALL MANKIND
REAL MEN EXIST AN ITS MUTUAL
REPRESENTATION
DEDICATED
ALL IN THE MIX
CONSISTENTLY HIP
CHEF COOK ME BREAKFAST
CHEF COOK ME LUNCH
SHE COOK DIN
ANY TIME OF DAY
UNDER CONTROL FROM BAD BEHAVIOR '
WHIPS THE WIFEY
OUTTA TOWN
CALL THE PHONE TO MAKE IT ALRIGHT
**** IM RICH
DO HOW I DO
DONT OVER ESTIMATE
ite
no net just bank in the streets the richest man ever
thought of ever seen
the resemblence of the GOD himself
the mighty one top shelf
over here nighly sleep
creepin my eyes wide open
half asleep driving by
riding by in foreign 2020 escorting
pimpins a lifestyle hotter than dry ice
icier than ross's jewler
look at the bigger picture
got these ladies drooling
**** it class is a fine wrist watch
buy me two aircraft carriers
carrying weight across the world
support one
you might catch a glympse of a life thats understood
a known concept about royalty protected an abused
the same time my bars ain a crime an done have to rhyme
no beat i only speak heat
spit those bars that hits you where you lay your head
spread the wealth or gimme your wallet
i cost to survive am starvin
that ain even half of my troubles this just the beginning
get stunnin
im a boss i cant help it
i was born z man the richest prophet in the game so insane
make you go phsyco mentally strained strange
flocking watch me ball an prey on the lion an zebra
zack got crack like lupall lowest cost outta dem all
got these hoes wishing they could call me
roll call
hott virus spreading like the word of the lord
so respect
keep the tech
like the **** an purple sprite
gotta bottle spittin jack smack
might have a heart attack on the punchline
fine get me some mo an pack it tight
so nice need a smile to feel right
take that *** to space tonight
i might even make her have a baby
world power right here right now
world power so potent never seen before
this **** is new exploration on mars
with my peeps my ****** we smokin angels work
high as **** till death wont give up
sittin here your hiness the righteous
fiend for that work
get yo *** to work
tired of sittin strugglin
dont you blow ya brains
get it together
whats the ******* issue
im tired of this *******
let it end now give in let that **** ride
im so rich i put my money in the sky
real high on a barg in space
you cant see me in and outta orbit
in my transformer
transforming the atmosphere to star dust
an alien more powerful then superman
smarter then lex luther
batman ain got **** on a ****** like me
its ruthless tootheless capital P
P for punishment
strappin the game up to take over the earth
finally everyones eating mane

taking over everything right now
i dont give a **** test me
you need 100k people
that many to even consider disregard my necessites
its necessary if you want to stop it
the magnitude of this grateituness uncompelled
40 percent of your middle class lower class an even upper class citizens you might need to go to the last body
they done been to the bar an nobody give a **** who you are
raise yourself more respectful an have gratitude
BE FAITHFUL
KEEP ON STEPPIN
REPPIN THE BLOCK YOU COME FROM
NO NEED TO **** IN YOUR HOOD
ITS NEGATIVE THINGS IN LIFE THAT GET YOU CAUGHT UP KEEP YOUR VANITY
OBEY SANITY
THEM VOICES ARE CHOICES
LIFE IN HELL
IS FORREAL LOCKED BEHIND A ONE WINDOW CELL
MIND YA BUSINESS
SOMEONE CALLS PICK UP
TAKE CARE HOMIE
SHORTY SAID SHE FLYING BY ONCE A MONTH
ITS BEEN A MONTH I AIN SEEN HER
BUT
I GOT HER ON SPEED DIAL
NOT STRESSIN
3 time state champ
air force one general had 18 thou hours
d land of the free the home of the brave
the air capital of the world
80 year old veteran saluting saluted back
the best feeling in the world
the years i did service i been there had that shipped it
you been waxed taxed an controlled
droppin b'z from the clouds
puff puff the dragon
sleep wake before noon
5 mill a week piece of cake
eating wheaties like scarface
200 MILLION ALBUMS SOLD
200 BILLION VIEWS
100 BILLION PLAYBACKS
SO MANY HOURS AN HOURS PLAYLISTS
BEING WITH YOU IT MAKES ME FEEL ALL BETTER
THE WEATHER HAS ME WEATHERED
TEATHERED INTERTWINED WITH A THEOLIGICAL VEIW FROM THE MINDSET YOU HAVE GIVEN AND PROVEN
WHAT YOU HAVE SHOWN WILL BE KNOWN
TILL EXISTENCE LYE EXTINCT

it ain optional
we be outta deriere faded
swede on my feet velvet on my carpet
silk on my seats leather holding the banger
sit back it ain optional we be ballin outta deriere
crunk tippin 44's  
win'n cash me outside on doin my dope thang
widda dope boyz homie till the end
im grippin grain ridin swerve
when i spin the wheel im home from the ville
im trill till death learn a lesson
pleasure an pain so framed
conspirical snitch
OUTTA STATE OUTTA DATE
NEVER HOME
ALWAYS MISSING
WANTING
NEEDING THAT ***** ON MY ****
IM BENT AN SUSPECT
SHE ******* OTHER MEN
I MIGHT BE WRONG
I STILL AM FAITHFUL
FAITHFUL TILL IM 6 FT UNDA
FROM UNDA THE GAME
I CAME OUT AN SHOOK WITH 3 STRIKES
10 THOUSAND BODIES STARTED FROM 300
ITS A ***** WAY
I GOT THE FAME FROM BEING THE SAME
I AIN CHANGED AN I NEVER WILL
TOGETHER FOREVER
in your name
#zzzzz
woke
nvinn fonia Dec 2016
15
    
    
,pretty slick,,,runs
,piping hott ,, undone
&the;
buddha, the-rider,, the- boxes,,,layaway

the glistering

the beaming, all  the book keeping

a philistine, if i mayy

impeccable, and  free
glitters all  the hourrs,
a\ repliccaa

just a beguiling  taste ,\
,sire,,little empty purposely,, masterfully done,,,sire
beefy ,,sire
,and, plenty-full

surelyy

the nectar bequeaths

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