It's a special kind of ******
what makes you shake like this
and yer feelin' quite certain
that you're seein' red curtains

so

"*******!" you exclaim
and then you pop a vein
and you rage and shake a fist
because you're just. that. ******.

but

In the end it ain't your doin'
to the people that yer screwin'
and everyone can go to hell and
hey! — yer just the one to tell 'em.

I like how you acted like you didnt notice me
What the **** is wrong with you, I got feelings can't you see?!
You make me angry nd you make me sad
Your the worst heartbreak I ever had
Do you know what you do to me? Do you even care?
We used to go everywhere
Ridin in yo whip
The bad ***** in your passangers seat
Your down *** chick
You always used to call me, just to see what I was doin
I miss that ****, so who the ******* screwin?!
Yeah I'm the jealous type, I guess you caught up to that
The way you treat me is so wack!
You said things wouldn't change and that you didn't wanna lose me! Your a ******* liar and emotionally you abused me.
But that's cool, cause I got my superman
He's always been by my side and does the things you can't
And one day I hope you meet him, the man who rocks my world
The guy who fufils all my ****** fantasies that I've had about you that never happend cause of you cause you didn't want them too!
Tired of feeling like a fool
Callin you, no answer
Texting you, a cancer
Hurts my muthafuckin feelings cause you don't care no more
Was once adored, by you
Now someone else wants to
I never should've told you my feelings
I trusted you to let me open up
My heart just won't shut up, it keeps flowing with hurt and pain
You hurt me so bad its a shame
And now I can't stand it when I hear your name

will the beast get me on my knees?
i'm good at this i aim to please
i'm pretty sure i know what i'm doin
******* with you n ya mind is screwin

**** the 666
thats the devil playing tricks
i can do tricks better myself
i can **** with mental health

beelzebub is no-one to me
i will spit him out a catastrophe
i got the devil givin me pleas
I'll take my time cos I'm at ease

old nick ain't got nothing on me
he got **** all a travesty
crank the furnace up to 11
otherwise i'm off to heaven

spewing **** and blood and fire
get working on my funeral pyre

(c) msrigs 03/10/2014

I hate when i do something an idk what i did i always find a way to mess something up idk what to do ig ive ulset her again an idk what to do im really tired of messing up the good in life

FriginFrazzled

I hear the sounds of a loud cymbal crash,
now my teeth, or starting to gnash,
I'm friginfrazzled, that's what I am,
my nerves are on edge, my mind is like spam,
oh I am such a tortured soul,
just wanna go, climb in a hole,
tell everyone to pissupatree,
just quit screwin with me,
I offer my heart, and get kicked in the nutz,
maybe I'm, just a stupid old putz,
I guess I just expect too much,
poor little me, add another crutch,
I see the world, but no one sees me,
maybe it's time, for me to go free,
I seriously doubt, anyone would care,
finding me lifeless, in my long underwear,
or I can return, the way I arrived,
completely naked, all alone inside

Gomer LePoet...

i look up at your window
and wonder what it is you're doing
cooking, maybe
listening to music
screwin'

thinking of me?

i pass your office
and wonder what it is you're doing
sending an email
attending a meeting
eating lunch (or your secretary)

thinking of me?

i sit at the bar
sipping a beer
and think of you
next to me
throwing back a shot of jack
and winking at the waitress
and i realize that
no
you never did think of me.

Theres so much wrong
And your so confused
Just tryin to figure out
What to do

Theres so much *******
And so many lies
Your just so tired
Of all the fight

Your just ready
For it to be over with;
Your losin control
Of the mind that they're screwin with

Your not sure of
What to do
Your just so worried
And confused
But all you need to do is..
Keep on fightinnnn

When theres so much *******
And life gets hard
Just remember
Who you are

Don't look back
And don't go down
Just keep fighting
And stand your ground

Through all your struggles
And all your pain
You'll grow stronger
And you will gain
Everything that you've been hoping for....
And morrrreeeee.

AI art is intuitively artsy

Are you listening?
Are you near?
Did we give back the best we imagined,
imagining it too
good for the likes of me and others
of my sorted worth.
--------

I am empty. No. I am full of unknown
systems fit together for complex tasks,
mechanical levers and squeezers,
magic doors that bar bad and open for good,
at the level of cells, individual bits of me,

blood and bile and bone -whole organized
systems to adjust internal temp

catachresis (n.) {new word suggest by Spelchick, because she can
it is 2021 and neither paper nor ink are hindrances to sharing knowing,
if you knew, already… we are equal in knowing this word, now.
I caught up, using my AI as my tool to make sense of the flood of
knowing growing in an ex-ceeding vigorous
kinda hill-billy rockandroll hacker way.
cat-a chreeesis, sheesh tha's a fine word to mean
used wrong, like screwin' Phillip's head with a butter knife,
it can work, but it's hard, like makin' sense in a time like 2021.
"an improper or inconsistent metaphor,
exceptional or undue extension of a word's meaning"
(as "to stone someone with bricks"), 1580s, {That makes sense, in cities}
from Latin catachresis,
from Greek katakhresis "misuse" (of a word),
from katakhresthai "to misuse,"
from kata "down"
(here with a sense of "*******;" see cata-) + khresthai "to use"
(from PIE root *gher- (2) "to like, want").
Related: Catachrestic; catachrestical; catachrestically.

From <https://www.etymonline.com/word/catachresis>

It’s a story of love at first sight, or at least by the third drink
You said You’re a true gentleman ‘fore you puked in the sink.
You promised you would love me true, that I was your white knight
But now you’re sleepin’ in a different castle every night.

You left me several subtle hints that you had finally gone
Like scatterin’ my boxers and my Trojans on the lawn.
It’s a quick trip from I love you to Goodbye, and that’s that.
It seems to me you’ve drowned your torch, so I’ll just drown your cat.

The first night we spent together, hell, it was like a dream
And seein’ you in dawn’s first light didn’t make me scream.
You allowed that you could learn to like me quite a bit
Next mornin’ in my driveway there’s two U-Hauls with your ****.

Once I’d put my arms around you and whisper Mornin', hon.
Now if I woke up next to you, I’d just reach for my gun.
It’s a quick trip from I love you to Goodbye, and that’s that.
It seems to me you’ve drowned your torch, so I’ll just drown your cat.

It took only a day or two for the cracks to appear
You made some unkind comments about my Ward Burton mirror.
And you told me to turn off Johnny Cash after a song or two
The Man in Black’s in Heaven, but there ain’t no room for you.

Well, you’ve heard tell of Mr. Krueger from Nightmare on Elm Street
Compared to a shrew like you ol’ Freddy’s kinda sweet.
It’s a quick trip from I love you to Goodbye, and that’s that.
It seems to me you’ve drowned your torch, so I’ll just drown your cat.

Now I see you at the Dew Drop Inn with this evening’s Mr. Right
Just one more stupid ******* screwin’ up his life tonight
‘Cause I’m sure the hell you put me through will be on tap for him
I hope that he’ll get over you, and I hope your cat can swim.

I ain’t doin’ no name callin, won’t call you ***** or hag
I’m just carryin ol’ **** In Boots inside this burlap bag
It’s a quick trip from I love you to Goodbye, and that’s that.
It seems to me you’ve drowned your torch, so I’ll just drown your cat.

I hear that you started a band.
I did.
What's it called?
We call it  “****-******* Lesbian Pig Women.”
That's interesting.
Yes, but don't let the name fool you.
I won't.

✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪
My terrifyingly-terrifical reality warps under therapies psychiatrical
& psychedelical like no Atlantic tuna fisherman's scale pentatonical
upon oceanically-flat, perpendicularly-level sea planes capitalistical
while birds fly lower in an arid-zoned Arizona that's deterministical
& esoterical as men push thumbs up girly ***** for hikes strategical
after circle jerking to shows that're less proctological than athletical
but rarely & lamely ever, hungrily-raunchily-anorexically bulimical
I fork pitches into threshed alfalfa hay bales like I am pyromaniacal
and susceptibly prone to no ills local nor core diseases xenotropical
Hey largish woman, let us fish for warm regards at Cold *** Harbor
before our freshest blue turds are totally stolen by a bold **** robber
whose pushers are burned crack hoes with clap & an old **** jobber
fishing for the corpses of Frisco floaters with a *****-slotted bobber
off the Golden Gate where gag-happy girls have sold spit as slobber
while each ***** pukes peat & tosses penicillin as a mold-pit lobber
on leave from a Georgia chain-gang as a queer, unshod clod hopper
twice demoted from flat-ball spotter to broken Hoboken hobnobber
who, like Hillary, survives on gray, vomited Hoboken squat cobbler
in gay museums & ***** ***** houses as a snot-clobbered shopper
resigned to tease, displease & nonviolently seize Herr Alvin Toffler
Pay more at Mary Tyler Moore's fish store on the floor of the shore,
with Al Gore on his "global"-warmin' tour to make wealthy men poor
I don't puke anymore like I used to once in awhile never always did
'cause I gave up stinking diarrhea-sponsored rotten octopus & squid
that I inhaled like ******* on reduced food stamps when I was a kid
thrilling to vicious Johnny Rotten caterwauling over the bass of Sid
long before biddin' on the corpse of Jimmy Carter with a sealed bid
that I put under my fat folds where the fatty **** was that I often hid
so cops couldn't cop 4 fingers of ganjah rope that made for 1 *** lid
before I ride a homosexy unicorn that ain't by no *** queen been rid
Never have I wanted to scoop up the reekin' **** of an ill, zoo rhino
while I'm happy I wasn't born an easily-sun-burnt, pink-eyed albino
or a back-alley ***** in love with a stinking, Hillary-screwin' wino
whose drunken state makes him reply to cake, "Yes" & to pie, "No"
whilst he pees on California droughted pines from pine A to pine O
Look at me, I'm half stupid from being unlooped so long from here,
like someone unable to revive dead Sonny or disengage harlot Cher
from her lezzy-*** intrigues that Salvatore & Gregory couldn't bear
at the grimy Pittsburgh ****** for which sickly Cher did not prepare
for oozin' vaginal rifts that her gynecologist had to surgically repair

This ambrosial  ? . ....
IDK........
Thing .........
I mean ........
It's like ..........
Seriously?
What are you doin?
No SERIOUSLY!
Look .......
I'm all..........ya know?
Dude ..........
***?  ...'.........
What am I doing........
Oh .... I
Just called you dude.
I'm a frickin idjut
Literally I cant even
Practice out this fantasy.
Without screwin it up
Dam boo you got me straight shoe lacen
Over my trippin
Ok allz I want to say is
I,spend over half my day thinking about you
And even more tryin to
Not think about you
I feel crazy caught up in your maze
I m amazed at how much
I love not catchin you
In this cat and mouse phase
I dream of this encounter
I see you and I'm in a seether.
Im goin out of my mind
Tryin so hard not to look
And like  crook
I get caught
And im completely sprung
Cause I see this look from you........
O M G.........
Sayin.........
I know boo
You ......
Om gosh im
blushing
You........like.....
Ummmm
I can fight this either