Court Holding (Necropolis)

* Court Holding * (Necropolis) 12•10•2016

In this moment I knew it
Precipice bound but don't misconstrue it
Insane laughter of the neck knot tied
Would you take away this last victory

Beseech me of you your crying eyes
Tell-tale that you knew me closely
Shared with me moments escaping the moment
Isn't that it?

In eyes thine see-eth other than eyes
Isn't that what creates spectacularity?
The promise of what's never worded
The gain of that that's never worked for

Kismet of chance unto the lucky unfortunate
The poor kissed with the stink of riches
The ugly boy with beautiful girl arrested
Unto the paltry shoulder, plump benevolent breasts

You see in the summer the thought of snow
Feel in my passing a start of life
Stirring in my decaying intestines
Growing forth from these ancient pines
Smelling of vulture droppings and fermaldahyde

But haven't we been blind all along
Our lips sewn shut with just echoes of speech
It's my healing embers that will be my defeat
And the sounds of the younger tap tapping

Nails in my coffin with each new pitter patter
Sealed shut with each new ink stained baby feet

Subdued dungeon

* subdued dungeon *   10/15/2016

Torpitude of the axed approaching chopping block
Lassitude of he that's ahead when his whole life he's finished last
Portrayed as a picture painted entirely of dirty shards of broken glass
Can't die. The world won't let me leave until I'm sleeved in more chaos
Like a bird afraid of trees. Caterpillars afraid of leaves
Spent his whole life picking what he's allergic to. Afraid to sneeze
Our lives on our knees wanting to fly

Evolved Encampments

*Evolved Encampments* 03/13/2016

Pulled an eye muscle watching the world decay
Constantly wondering why people even try
Fools pressing forward with fruitless missions
Its like everyones manipulated against their will.

If studied enough history predicts the future
Seeing it all so soon leaves me unbelieving
The wisdoms sheening the essence of events
focus of the cameras zooming the pointless.

Perpetuating the lives of the old parasitically
Allowing religious thought into knowledge
Wisdom wasted, grey faced inadequacies
Like fucking a decade after puberty.

Wonder why you cough when you smoke
Walking weakly on lard legs of atrophy
Do you shun violence because you believe its wrong
Anger saved for truth memes and unpopular songs.

Remorsed into an amerikkan soldier inadequate
Presidentially pansied into currencies punk
Dressed like the rest in bejewelled denim
typing googily mash-faced against screens.

The slight rush of prescription make-believe
Quickens heartrates in first world apartments
Rent slaves sipping boxed wines between cigarrete butts
Bottle-fed false events on the teats of the elite.

The coughing, smeared faces in camps of refuge
Burying bodies matter of fact thirdworldly
Trails of dirt piles replace repressed tears
Border rushing, breadcrumb chewing peoples surround.

Homo sapien advancement like the sun
Rising on the pale backs of pigness
Pinkness to darkness to sediment to bud
Worthless creatures only useful as blood enriched mud.

The Final Forgiveness.

Dislike

*Dislike* 02/02/2016

stock markets crashing raise my spirits
the pig funerals ripping forth cheers
how is it that downfalls of evilness
cause pain in the creators of it
like, fuck, you motherfuck. you made it now sleep in it
got these last final years yet im tied
to do anything in essence against it
unless i want to spend my last days caged in it
leftist revolutionist sought sex unto defeatedness
spent ten fiending for it
took three to sicken of it
spent, as i said, like the thread
on the backs of the children sipping
mediterranean waters escaping it
drowning in it
like the alcoholics throwing fits without it
and the status seekers seeking it
posting it and updating it
liking it
you see them running hot streets
avoiding even hotter houses in deserts
militaristic mustached malnurished
you see the same thing everyone sees
doesnt that say something?
that maybe its what youre supposed to see
instead of whats there to be seen
you suppose?
possible, i say
that feelings can be manufactured
sights and sounds sold to you
even though your physical and mental dont want it
pukes it
rejects it with every fiber of your essence
but swallows it because everyones doing it
and to be left out of its worse
than dying because of it
washed up on it
like the beaches of Lesbos
three foot tall corpses
facedown
twelve year olds gunned down
in the streets of it
toys clutched
perpetrators forgiven because contrasts correct
to the establishment of whiteness
that evilizes blackness
like the watered down substances of poorness
but protects the bullets of blueness
the more pure drugs allowd in deeper pockets
threaded-much waddling backfatness
pushing buttons and steering expensiveness
down potholeless lanes air conditioned
in and out same temperatures
stagnant cellulite coolness
chemicals in balance because they created imbalance
mental wellness of those that created its illness
when even the stickers of terrorist
stuck with the sticky hands that embody it
and then you want me to raise a family in it
you want me to laugh beside you in it
to lie to the young about it
because its best
for their happiness
for happiness
happiness?
its all about the happiness
the constant reaching and typing for emoji moments
of insignificant happiness
momentary fleeting memed happiness
these words dedicated
to the suffering in it
the solitary confinement
the bloody ghetto cement
and sugar lined lips lying limp on beaches
strengthen off the reality of it
evolve from it
as the majority pig class regresses and atrophies in it

an illegal truth