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.

Pig Sponge

*Pig Sponge* 02/17/2015

Did you spend money today
have you eaten the plastic packaging
on timeclocks and twinkies
orgasms and futures
molded from primetime
billionaires donations of bank interests
the systems penis on your tonsils
come again.
Did you find the one who makes you laugh
whom can delusion similar futures
and forgive your pasts
do your asses enjoy the same couch fabrics
dinner table drivel conversations
and offspring pierced and dyed
for the military or police force
blame the pain on terrorism
chemical imbalance or the healthy
unhealthy urges of dear old dad.
Have you sat long enough in front of T.V.s
soaped yourself enough with lotions
that you can believe your existance has purpose
that the phone in your face isnt harmless
your bra not just a harness
sins forgiven because you repress them
if they could only read your dreams
haltered in religious make believe.
Have you had your nicotine
and your children their autism shots
do you still celebrate a turkey
and sit in judgement of ejaculations
wrongly pointed like the guns
of amerikkan soldiers pointed
anywhere but their coward faces.
Do you have high hopes of a future
where nothing changes except more wealth
but more sun shortens the night
and the darkness is needed or else
like a san bernardino partnership
more heart than a whole U.S. platoon.
Overshadowing pig light with much needed darkness
death to your religious nationalistic sun
bask in the light of the dialectical materialist moon.
Like houdini ive shucked your chains
snipped your debt labor strings
sit snickering at each new tragedy
that befalls the spreaders of the tragic.
Almost lost myself in a relationship
with one who pretends worse than my relations.
So bald face that i didnt even see it
until they closed ranks with the serious
almost cutting off my revolutionary comedic.
Proved i could do it
daily prove we will defeat it
by the simple fact we laugh at it
as you approach the inevitable with full seriousness.
We piss on your flagged graves with clean piss
as the stench of your alcoholic rottingness wafts up
through your uniforms sweated through with anti depressants
dirt that couldnt care less republican or democrat
the earth reaching upward thirstily consuming first world flesh
enjoying the carnival comedic in your packed funeral processions.
Laughing
smiling
come again
and again
and again
and again...

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

*Lead Tall*

*Lead Tall* 10/29/2015

Subterfugal Emoticons Tattooed Across Make Believe Members
Us sitting like our asscheeks imprints make a difference
Like anything we leave behind that isn't money
Cars, Houses will be grasped and kept by those close

Just forgotten and parceled up
Between feuding factions of degrading relatives
Each generation worse off than the next
More dis ease, dis comfort and dis informed brains

You know when you see it just for a second
A purpose in all this and then its taken
Told like a secret in the eyes of the inanimate
A face post mortem you can't erase the expression

For all that you believe you seem mighty unsure to leave
The things of make believe you thought worth not thinking
For all you that seem mighty
Its just your weakness dancing with others weakness
The not worthy identifying with the not worthy thinking up worth

The outer reflects the inner of the one able to reflect
The inner just covered with the outer mess of the reflect less
The building of the one day to do lists
Completion of this list the accomplishment of greatness
And the non doing pessimist in the stranglehold of longer lists

The allusiveness of the accomplishmentless is evolutionlessness
Those that complete to complete the next task
The reason some fall back

And like a Mighty Stag in a bitter October wind
The Alpha stand and prance strong
On the bones of the Beta herd instinctual
The weak Doe Eyed who follow

Dying choked on their worthlessness
Strangled in imagined innocence
Feigned purpose and mile long To Do lists

*When*

*When* 10/17/2015

When the power goes out
And everyone's left looking
I will already have seen and left

When your everything's gone in a blink
Mines just beginning
Eyes opening while yours are closing
Life fertilized on your losing

Get up because you're laying down
Soon
Arranging necessities not for forever
But for soon
You can't continue in this vein eternally
Dalliance with the inevitable
Cringe or applaud upcoming boom

Simplified beyond the just simple
So centered lightning flash doesn't surprise me
Tragedy just the next step along your way

Down with all the failed evolutions
Treading lightly over your misconstrued conclusions

Invalid misconceptions
You're winning while I'm losing
At least it seems so
In your eyes

The eyes of surprise
Deer in the headlights of the last light
Your dying light
Warming the hands of those left

Your replacements
Betterments
Wearing your leavings like stains of grass
Building the future because your past is past

* Marble Countertops * 09/28/2015
Two years two months two weeks two days
To teach me to think totally opposite
This body and mind in decay isnt the same
The whole pathway i walked in vainly insane
Went from waiting on a parole board
To waiting for social security
The most avid exerciser
To just catching my breath walking
The defeat in me isnt Name-Brand
Its the generic Age-Old inability
To coexist around others
To love without smothering
Just that after witnessing all the deaths
And wondering if they worked up until the moment
Does anyone ever get a month to reflect before going
Does the Rat-Race become your life
And if you stopped working
Would you stop living
Youve seen me and what ive completed
As a person dealt a shitty hand
So why do you mourn my Step-Back
My momentary hands on knee reflection
Havent I earned it
When others would sit passed out from psychotropics at night
While everyones passed out drunk in the darkness
My mind sits pondering meanings and connections
And its always amazing to see the peoples reflections
Reflecting themselves upon the judgements
Instead of looking inside at why they judge
Building the things others started instead
Of planning and creating yourself
Focusing on the focus placed upon
Instead of sharpening your own focus
Sharing 'In-Common-Nothings' instead
Of creating 'Somethings-Alone' to share
You can become caught up in the roads
Forgetting each paths meaning is destinations
Would never throw away this pristine consciousness
Built inside Supermax buildings hallogened
Over beer, drugs, thinking Herd-Intilect
When one learns thats the whole point of this
To just exist painless
Too many caught up with kids
And the total focus and raising of this
To be just the most facetous mother
Of the most flaky, purposeless kids
That hang themselves
From your Empty-Room-Minds given them
Question Mark Gallows
Your Cross-Border like the Rabbit Hole
You escape periodically bourgeoisily switching
Personas and clothes to Infatuate
Enemyize your friends soley for the push
To your next tragedy left
She's worse than him but you would never guess
Because she hides behind productivity like her breath
Same sized livers, hearts and gross amount of tears
Just that one gives a shit about society
And the likes and comments
Of cardboard cutout calcified peers
Companied each morning smelling of soaps
Six a.m. sharp with teeth gleaming
In order to enhance the $35 millions
Driving home on an empty tank of gas
Sore muscles can't even afford the bananas
Fucked her pussy so long cant pretend
Both rolling eyes when the pants come off
Like oh fuck not this again
Fuckin tire blows, out window half your paycheck goes
Have to buy my water from the city
Suck the dick of the power company
Just for lighting
Meaning lost in all of this
Infighting of the incrowds
Status and marble countertops
Holding more notice than the chiseled dates
Of the dead that did without
All you do all day
Like any of you have meaning
Or any of this roboticism
Can unmagnetize your bloods direction
Of six feet in the grave

*Umbilical Gun* 09/22/2015

The pinnacle of delusion
Looking down
Had it with it because for a while
Had it all
From nothing to something
To nothing
To thinking about jumping

Bouncing back and forth between emotion
Wishing for the body slam
Dirted disappeared hurting
Listen to the townfolk thinktank
About his problem
Soon favor extended in solving

You should never peel back calous
And then run
You should never whiten teeth
With lemon
Outlive teeth over brushed
Or dedicate yourself to a perfect woman
Cause she'll consume you
Let go of heartbeat with lost lust

Letting go of a chemical high
The love of a woman
A species I'd not seen ten years
Was all mine for eight months
Same age yet ten younger
Because mentally caged as a boy
But her blasé blasts my soul like shotgun
Leaves me a bloody mess
Spongeing myself with my carelessness

Each sopping up and dirt slapped nerve ending
I give up every second
Each and every minute a casket
Hours like cremation
Days like the roots into brain
Lying dust under her tree of everything

I watered her with my soul unknowingly
One should hold back a piece
Just in case lying empty outstretched
Hands beseeching from casket easy chair

When you just become the old oil painting
Hanging from the wall in faded rose
And passing processions silently tick by
Wondering how he did it so long
Alone entombed only to give up consumed
By the most beautiful thing

Bore by a vagina and broken by one
Suckled the teats of life
And breastfed from my grinning reaper
As the little laugh she left me with resounds
In my thin skull like my first cry

The blood drips smack earth
Desperate eyes looking up at doctors finger noose
My nervous system one last time reaching for her
Nothing
Silence
With my last breath wishing
Heart attack upon her breast

Or the doctor would of just dropped me
Before i felt the coldness
And loved her eyes so much