Category Archives: poetry

Nerve damage

Yes that’s me

The one who will

Do anything to please

Until I’m stretched out

Until it hurts

I’m in it for the pain

Scars have left me numb

It takes more than a little

To wake me up

I’m in it for the pain

Want a cut

A bit of burn

Scratch me up

Bite slap and punch me

I’m in it for the pain

Scars have left me numb

It takes more than a little

To wake me up

I’m in it for the pain

Tie me up

Twist the knot

Pinch me hard

Choke bind and whip me

I’m in it for the pain

Failear Stockpile

Accumulating failure

Rolling downhill

Gathering momentum from my bad decisions

The past is so rose gold glorious

I realize later I’ll miss the now

The passing of time just makes it so much worse

Accumulating failure

Rolling downhill

Velocity increasing from my bad decisions

There’s no better tomorrow

Only better yesterdays

The here and now

Being nothing

Until the dawn and i look back and see those pastures spreadin wide

Saturated with that rose gold hue

Accumulating failure

Rolling downhill

Increasingly terminal from my bad decisions

Piloting the TBD bus off of a cliff

Can’t look forward for the bottomless pit

I can’t look back without going blind

I can’t look up for the scorpions

Can’t look down for the dragons in the sky

Just let me close my eyes and sleep

Empty of dreams hopes desires

There’s no wish left in me

Accumulating failure

Rolling downhill

Gathering momentum from my bad decisions

Users use while addicts add

Considering that we’re all consumers

At some level we take in and excrete

Within every moment of existence

That does not mean we’re all users

Users consume without the excretion

Without giving back

Taking is all consuming and drives every decision

Leads every avenue to the same dead end

Well all paths lead to death no matter which turn you take

Yet not all of them have to be made up of taking

Taking choices from other people

Taking their time to make sure that every action

Leads to their perceived benefit

To the point of their using becoming addiction

An addiction that is the only thing

That provides them with the positive feedback

The only neural stimuli that feels like pleasure

Dopamine producing abuse of the people around them

Whether doing so to fill their perceived inner hole with

Drugs

Manipulation

Avoidance

Programming themselves to that these things are the goal their brains seek

Anything to fill that high

To bring themselves to that level that can only be achieved by this imaginary state

A construction designed to override judgment and decision-making

No longer are the cries of their children heard

No longer can they feel their knuckles as their fists find flesh

No longer do they taste the blood after they’ve bitten their tongue in convulsion

No longer do they smell their own shit as they die

Adding to reality only pain, fear and death

Code Red

This one goes out to all the Alienbaes

Running around in airports

Aligning your chakras to the rhythm of the waterdrums

“Sir…we’re all out of waterdrums”

We’re What???

All I ever wanted was to…

REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Let’s start a pyramid scheme

We’ll call it a record label

Whoops

That’s right

There’s no room for jokes around here

SHIT

SHIT

SHIT

SHIIIIIIT

I let the terrorists in!

I let them in!

I let them win!

SHIT

SHIT

SHIT

SHIIIIIT

I let the terrorists in!

I let them in!

I let them win!

CODE RED

CODE RED

CODE RED

Everything is so much better

Without you around we can go

Back to beating off to lampshades

With our buddy Mothman

Whoops

That’s right

There’s no room for jokes around here

SHIT

SHIT

SHIT

SHIIIIIIIT

I let the terrorists in

I let them in

I let them win

SHIT

SHIT

SHIT

SHIIIIIIIT

I let the terrorists in

I let them in

I let them win

CODE RED

CODE RED

CODE RED

When will the Hulkster

Come and kick the towers down

Where are you brother

Now when we need you most

SHIT

SHIT

SHIT

SHIIIIIT

I let the terrorists in

I let them in

I let them win

Someone Cue Spongebob

sPeAkiNg lIkE tHiS

CODE RED

CODE RED

CODE RED

RHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

The Con of Side Rationing & Convenience Whores

(written around 2000)

The Con of Side Rationing

Consider your friends,
Thinking on their terms.
Yet you leave something out,
Cuz you’re thinking for them.
The Con of Side Rationing
     divvying up feelings
     hiding the truth
even though not telling is the equal to lying
     Consider this
     Consider that
     Consideration holds us all back

Consider yourSELF
Thinking on your own
   Yet you keep realizing
  That not everything is out
The Con of Side Rationing
     a piece for you
      a piece for me
       a piece for me
        a piece for you
Seems unfair to never open your heart
     Not what’s what’s within
     Keeping yourSELF under lock & key
          Consider peace
          Consider war
     Peace is just so difficult
          Considerations must be met
     War is so much easier
          Attacking is a cry for help
Peace, is my choice in its time
     Though I’ve attacked enough
           to know when to say when
It’s the Con of the Side Rationing
     that keeps it all away

     Consider me
         Consider you
What’s inside me I share with you
         Keeping truth above exaltation
     And you…you
        Consider
   Consider that the time is near
        Consider that which you fear
          Let go of both
        and you will see
          That the only time they bind you
     is when you won’t set them free

Convenience Whores
 
The over simplification
     of life Personified
When even life choices
     are left to the most
     comfortable of rides
Take the easy way out
Go with what’s in front of you
No reason to drown in a drought
When you just take what’s given
May as well take the life your sold
Why keep diggin you’ve found coal
     don’t strive for gold
Hey! Obesity in a famine
     that’s the way to go!
   So much easier to eat poison
     than save up for t-bone
Let’s just go with what we’re taught
Just ignore that highest thought
Go with the choices that have been
     made for you
Stick with your opinions to others,
     ignore you
   Why take love?
          When you can have lust?
Lust is so much easier to sate
Hell, why does love even rate?
   Better to live in a hole
        than to have to work to elevate
   Take the easy way out
   live the life you’ve
        already been sold on
Why make a choice?
      Live out decisions
   that reach back to forefathers
Think I’m going to start
     rounding the corners
        make the triad into a circle
Cuz I can see the convenience
     of buying a whore
Least you’d get what you expect
Well… In one aspect
   Least she won’t tell your
       heart anything you need to reject
          and if you tip her well
           at least she’ll pretend to show you
                respect.