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I'm not nearly half as sane as you crazies

Dream I'm not.

I'm not half as creamy as you flushies

Crave I am.

I'm not half as half as half as half

As whole as you are.

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emergancy broadcast system

 

self-correcting like a science

keeping your last toe in the door

i'm self-loathing, you're ego-stroking

and who said you owe me anything? [oh you're far too kind sir]

i don't need your charity [sir]

take this medicine and sleep on it

just don't let it get dangerous

 

another late night lobotomy

i'm sure i've seen this episode before

but superstitions and creature comforts

have always got me coming back for more

the cure you seek just magnifies

there's no need to sympathise

cos everything is gonna be alright

everything is gonna be alright

everything is gonna be alright

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this is a llama genocide

this is how i lose my pride

gone out for a couple hours

been out for a couple... hours

 

this is a llama genocide

mountain culture cancer slide

why all the time you take and bide?

why all the lives you take in stride?

 

this is a llama genocide

heathen archer drum machine ride

this is a llama genocide

this is how we mark our hide

there's no time to decide

...llama genocide

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translation:

there is a cross -

run run,

the two most coincidental demands

and what are we in nature

but either those who go,

or those who stay?

 

concrete answers cannot

come from a moldable form.

 

and what can the wind do

without a landscape to cross?

a wind

in a box

is no wind at all

 

and we would not exist

except for everything that is not

 

capture the wind on film

and prove the non-existence of all logic.

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"building steam"

 

some say that we should keep

personal remorse

from the poem, flames are peeking out

there are tigers above and below

there is a row of black frowning faces

turned on by the heat of the stone

the smell of the fuckin' wormhole

only once the water passes through

as a shipwrecked sailor hates the sea.

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it's scary when it all comes into play

its the loneliest feeling in the world

 

to be locked inside your own creation

to watch something move when you want it to stop

 

you can't escape the reel

you'll spin until you're gone

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Nearly three years since I've left

The concrete box of highschool,

I find myself wanting to sit next

To the fat cheerleader talking too loud

Through every english period

 

Wanting to explain interest rates

Before presenting some bullshit powerpoint slides

I put together for a senior project presentation

(I read Bukowski my senior year and got paid for it).

 

Wanting to eat cheese fucking zombies for breakfast,

To get my nipple flicked by some twit on the opposite side

of a debate on the Iraq war.

 

Wanting to wake up at 7:30 in the undead am.

 

Just so I can look at you in person

Taking for granted that you're mine

 

Instead of peering through these webpages

like some homeless man reading Bukowski's

sex poems at the public library.

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Claws in the light

Tearing at my soul

Been scared of heights

And out of control

 

Flaws are so trite

So forgive my bold

The states are righteous

So behold.

 

I'm out.

 

Laws are the light

My love is sold

The future's bright

The world is cold.

 

In-laws fight

And never fold

Never take flight

Or burn coal.

 

I'm out.

 

I traded my poetry to workout.

So far, my Lord, it's not working out.

So my soul's on a stakeout.

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love cake

 

man, fuck i love cake

but only the chocolate kind

the kind with the chocolate frosting

is the kind i like eating

 

maybe with a big glass of milk

even though i don't really like milk

but hey they say it is smoother than silk

and accompanies cake way better than soy milk!

 

forever, watching love boat!

forever, watching love boat!

 

so i eat this cake, right

make me feel good to my stomach

oh, what a treat! it hits the spot!

it had sprinkles sprinkled right on the top!

 

but i digress, what a beautiful mess

i spilled this fuckin cake all over my new white shirt that i got for my birthday

because it was birthday cake you see!

and oh what a fool! woah is me!

 

forever, watching love boat!

forever, watching love boat!

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love cake

 

man, fuck i love cake

but only the chocolate kind

the kind with the chocolate frosting

is the kind i like eating

 

maybe with a big glass of milk

even though i don't really like milk

but hey they say it is smoother than silk

and accompanies cake way better than soy milk!

 

forever, watching love boat!

forever, watching love boat!

 

so i eat this cake, right

make me feel good to my stomach

oh, what a treat! it hits the spot!

it had sprinkles sprinkled right on the top!

 

but i digress, what a beautiful mess

i spilled this fuckin cake all over my new white shirt that i got for my birthday

because it was birthday cake you see!

and oh what a fool! woah is me!

 

forever, watching love boat!

forever, watching love boat!

 

It is impossible to form words worthy of praising such a poignant and austere work of art.

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smeop hide in the stars so bright

willing to burst after billions of years of light

meops hide in the spaces between books

the distance between one idea and looks

eopsm hide in the weightlessness and atrocity

of a depressed skydiver at this velocity

opsme hide inside the bowler hats of the cornermen

humble and merry like the kings of men

psmeo hide in the kingdom hearts

where light and darkness switch parts

spoem hide in the colour of her hair

vivid and tenacious like a dragon in its lair

mspoe hide in an unplottable castle in scotland

where "nitwit odment blubber tweak" are often

emspo hide in the dna of that sheep dolly

the first of all to live twice (such folly)

oemsp hide where the wild things are

untame both near and far

and poems hide in the recesses of my mind

dormant, stagnant, which i am unable to find.

 

 

thank you.

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love cack

with apologies to hasbro bunnies

 

man, fuck i love cack

but only the chocolate kind

the kind with the vanilla frosting

is the kind i like sucking

 

maybe with a big glass of milk

even though i don't really like milk

but hey they say it is smoother than silk

and accompanies cake way better than soy milk!

 

forever, watching love boat!

forever, watching love boat!

 

so i eat this cack, right

make me feel good to my stomach

oh, what a treat! it hits the spot!

it sprinkles right on the top!

 

but i digress, what a beautiful mess

this cack spilled all over my new white shirt that i got for my birthday

because it was birthday cack you see!

and oh what a fool! woah is me!

 

forever, watching love boat!

forever, watching love boat!

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the moisture from that table top is drip, drip, dripping on the floor

the static from the radio is just hissing through my teeth

the empty bottle holds sun light in its belly

yarns have been spun like spider webs of depict for too long

two men in the corner by the television look intently eye to eye

I simply watch them passing time until a churlish young thing steps to me

she’s unintentionally pretty but flawed beyond repair

her eyes are curtains with starlight slits and her mouth is thin air

she’s reproachful as she broaches the subject nearest to her mind

‘hey dog why are you barking’

barking! baby this is how I sing

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love cack

with apologies to hasbro bunnies

 

man, fuck i love cack

but only the chocolate kind

the kind with the vanilla frosting

is the kind i like sucking

 

maybe with a big glass of milk

even though i don't really like milk

but hey they say it is smoother than silk

and accompanies cake way better than soy milk!

 

forever, watching love boat!

forever, watching love boat!

 

so i eat this cack, right

make me feel good to my stomach

oh, what a treat! it hits the spot!

it sprinkles right on the top!

 

but i digress, what a beautiful mess

this cack spilled all over my new white shirt that i got for my birthday

because it was birthday cack you see!

and oh what a fool! woah is me!

 

forever, watching love boat!

forever, watching love boat!

 

man! you really took mah shit to a brand new level! :)

 

that is like some quantum leap code red super-computer shit right there!

 

i'll call thelonius p to put a fire beat down and we'll get to business

 

uh huh uh huh!

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