Tag: Poetry

let the practical jokes begin you streal and crush my chips I rip off your skin

a press for time pressed time pressure do ya feel it? death on tha timeline death to deadlines time frame in our name slipping outta the bank game ruined it just ain’t the same gotta get outta the house and into the world who is even sane anymore?

shine bright if only for a second I could write down a little concrete carve all these terrible things I’ve learned that some would mistake for stunted growth but I maintain a fascination for the unknown and all those bringing pulling me closer to it catch the right tone

these prattle yankers these sidewalk sullen hens a run a bike out to the next place or just enjoy the travel eyes roll into volcanic matter dive bar fresh produce I air out on this writing away watching stretch Hummers pass the short skirt line forms people lock onto the eternal sidewalk chat of samsara…… Continue reading Free Air Conditioning!

the jewel tree of Tibet Hollywood Squares set up all your friends and teachers up on the board friends that aren’t fair weather or back stabbing subject for an old hardcore song New York City style duck quick under a tree bound by fleeing the sick laughter from which to take shelter a sleeping spot…… Continue reading A Sleeping Spot For Everyone

starving animal hunger always animal not eating animals not eating humans though I bite her thigh and all is fine

mornings I wake crust in my eyes and rush fast I can to pen to paper to computer keys, now phone (cell) keys to love all routes to love writing to love communication reach these times to learn how to really communicate cause less harm tell less lies telling less lies by means of being…… Continue reading Comm.

overall buoyant buoyancy vibe upswing afterall that has passed thru all there is is glass in the tire and it’s repaired in 45 minutes I have to give credit where it’s due I’ve been doing that anyway

quick semblence of graspable realms, the cop sirens take advantage of common folk traffic for some other pig profit they got sharp fangs to move on through fear as a hammer

cell phone s ago Ago shine in the Pentecostal dark drug addicted fear of hell bred a new breed eat the bread chew on the dried seed comforting verses at high speed the geezers snap their fingers vampire damsels try to tempt me like hi what’s you’re name you’re so easy to look at my…… Continue reading My Own Light