I display talent that's upper echelon--
What's Up? Elect a Psalm in which
To state fits when I connect my Spawn...
From white to black,
To Race, Taste is my Tongue---
At night the track is laced
With obscene spades,
Abrasion is flung...
I'm basically done,
But just now getting started-
Dear departed-
My fear is to be
Reincarnated retarded...
I slice two even halves into
Believin' traps-
They equal one, But people shun
These freaks and laugh...
I need a bath...
To wash the dirt off...
Heard soft drips of lost scripts,
...Proposterous...
I would hold
Aloft this Smirnoff...
Cured cough, the cold is conquered...
Just stopped my trust,
To each Father in Us,
Rub off the Rust from your Copper...
Ceilings, Pipes, Forget the trite feelings,
I wish that I liked dealing, Bartering,
Volunteering, Smiling, Martyring,
They only Love you after you die...
Until then you're milked
Like Genitals filled
With dye,
White sperm burned,
Seeped, Leaked and
Earned by the Sly...
Bourbon and Sherm Twig
in a pig stye..
The fickle cry, and wonder
If a participle's right-
To be placed in a four page
Even spaced report for their
Essay tonight...
Let's play or fight,
My energy's loosed
Just give me a reason,
Strenuously Evenin';
My excuse is what I
Use for Faith...
Fuck sense...
I'd rather make amends
With my pretentious Hates...
Endless plates,
Unfilled and no nourishment...
I just spilled my first helping-
Yea, sure, it's spent
But money is just the right paper...
A sum of what I've done for
A crumb and tithe to my Saviour...
Lie just to make her
Out to be what I
Doubt to see-
A confident woman with
Ominous signs
Of Columnist's lines,
Runnin' away from Page Three...
...They want cover...
The more gory the story
The more likely you'd be
Rightfully on the
Front Page-
Lump Rage
Into a pile of shock and bile,
Throw up for this
Presumptuous talk and smile...
This Cunt's face
Is making me sick...
I'm leaving, fuck believing
That just taking flame to a wick---
Would make a lighter
Flicked.
Either I'm insane... oR i'M tRiCkEd...
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