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Apollo Hayden Jan 2016
She placed her hand over my scare last night
Kissed me upon my #thirdeye
Told me without speaking she would be here till the end of time

telepathy
You and me, yeah...
We were like this from the beginning
Lets stay like this till the ending of all time
We can read each other's minds... -AKH
AJ Farruco Feb 2020
Yeah, I know.../
I'm sick of me too/
Wish I could peace out, but/
Stuck with myselves/
Even after death/
Life's a *****, slapping you/
Difficult not to snap/
Turtle with the world on it's back/
Falling down the stairs.../
On purpose/
Heaven isn't promised, bro/
No pressure, right?/
Just pick up all the broken pieces/
Don't burden other people, but.../
My hands are bleeding/
Not asking for help/
And if I don't tell you now/
Then you'll be angrier when you.../
Find out/
Lost & found mind out of body/
Thirdeye blindspot is desire/
On repeat; off the deep.../
Adventure timebomb/
There is no end/
Pitchfork and knife drawn/
You are what you eat.../
Abstracted psychological horror./
© + ® A.J. Farruco, 06/02/2020.
AJ Farruco Apr 2023
I wouldn't say discontentment/
More like discomfort/
I'm anxious; might be slightly anguished/
Fine... dysfunctional/
Humanity's an infernal machine/
Forever malfunctioning/
And everyone's too impatient/
To read the instruction manual/
Insatiable; thoughts eat themselves/
Then regurgitate/
Tired vampire at the beach/
Bursting into flames/
Burning through the bank/
Wormhole in pocket universe/
Blowing up our lives/
Fill up your thirdeye socket with dirt/
No funeral; they don't even mourn/
I grieve different/
Seem difficult... anticonformist/
Sorry I ruined the party/
I am a walking trigger warning/
Donnie Darko at the golf course/
Stop trying to treat me like a normie/
Most people ignore me/
And it used to make me question/
But being seen is worse/
When they ask too many questions/
It is what it is/
I wouldn't say discontentment/
More like discomfort/
No bad blood, accept the Qadr of Allaah/
I don't know their intentions/
But I feel the tension./
© + ® A.J. Farruco, 05/04/2023.
Butch Decatoria Jun 2021
Men are the loudest, proudest
Animals
Howling Hollering screams
That he is the apex predator
Most intelligent in this blue bubble.

Pride is known to be a sin in the Good Book
I mistook for the kind of pride that walks with love for our sons,
I realize now,
It is self/ prideful boasting
Blaming bliss of ignorance
Conquering the weak
Who are the meek
Newborn heirs?
Possession/ obsessing over
Breath & breadth alive
Unknowing
Innocence
Outside his walls of boxes.
What is inner light of beings
Only human afterall?
What are animals without their nature?
if let to live as themselves
Still will die
Minds thirdeye blind.
What would be Man without his rhyme?
Man is the Loudest Animal.

Arrows from Babylon to Heaven
Only fall back down returning his own jealous fury.

What is silence to that sound?
Words of war machines speak not for Heaven,
Can't blame any rain that falls
Nor claim to be above it all...
Man is loudest and proudest
Of all...

(Hide behind thy marble halls,
What is Life to mortal ones)

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