nail me to the swastika cause the cross ain't costing enough rupture symbols, taste of hate at least it ain't lost in the cuff you ain't Boston enough to toss marathons bombs in the ruff gone, the wrong interrupts and hanging puppets by the strings tugging hearts, here's the rub my marionette's still steel wool eyes rise until the water level gets lost in your tub blurred words tossing the drugs over shoulders like bags of dirt, soiled genes, and a litter of monsters and cubs might hibernate, when your fate decided it's time to mosh in the club often, I must change frames maintain the air of posh inert trust unearth frost in her dust stay floating, maybe rot inner lust like the holes in my best friends teeth have a bag of sweets, treats, feature feats Evel Knievel wouldn't want for the rush so put them spikes down and bleed here's the need that seeps in your thoughts and your blood illustrious dreams where the steam causes your top to erupt your market shares bubbles bound to pop and pocket your rust it's a locket bottle rocket gold record capsule perhaps you'll see it's sealed and lost to earth's touch opposite of crop circle dust a games proper full cups      of dice where the prophet woke up to nod and wander propelled upon purple rugs and note the strongest of smells Pavlovian bells make him long for the sun sear bacon France is certain you're wrong when it comes to making ponderous love ridiculous i'm wrong with this shub     so shut the fuck up no i will not     keep my mouth shut cinch and cut the riot struts put down the rock and sling Sisyphus and giants touch corruption on a string violins erupt and sing they're crying for the sin of broken brains and hearts and shame a puppet carving grins an etching of a broken poem Goliath walked on pins needles, shards of glass, bloodied grass cast the bones and beg the past compromising strategies which vandalize the wind signal crossed synapses, stroke of genius now collapses lost the random access, memorized a broken wing a tires spoke and spring we've spoke of this before while going crazy on a binge but the history was purged as we journeyed towards the fringe the fabric of our space and time now laughs and patches all our rhymes with codes and brittle subtle signs erode the pattern of our morning, how do we begin? emergent dialectic, question liquid logic linguistics looking for an exit the conversation was a head trip and it left him with the spins

Vagabond put down your ho and rake tramp lost his hand because he stole from pharaohs plate his mate is now a concubine, don't dare to call it rape, a harem pet she'd lost her mind, then finds it in the hate for what she was, in luster's love, at comfort in this place power in the caliphate perhaps she judged with haste dear vagabond, a lover spurned why try to broach the gate the god-king got an army and his dice will roll your fate the role the hobo had, cast aside for beast of burden, replaced by ox or bull; machines with algorithmic learning sweat blood oil toil wheels must keep turning the stacks of fuel were always fit for earning or for burning it takes a long time to turn a ship that's grown so massive titan hulking lumber dumb, suture limb and muscle placid cause the plastic is a drug as sure as opium and crack is caffeinated adderall television acid a pattern's bound to break given scales across time slither on ouroboros for we will catch your mind tie you to caduceus twist fabric of your rhyme spine, there is a truth in us, genetic fishing line we will play your scales and harmonize with seas cuddle with the subtle wish of Venus climbing trees ink we found tattooed to the shavings of her limbs marks the blanket round the space where our story first begins tales told of heroes witches monsters beasts and kin libraries been encrypted, light houses all our sin dim and hollowed moans echoes bones of Mary's ghost a story be the law ringing glass aloft for toasts The speeches were not welcome, snake oil in our ears We prefer to suckle on emotions language disappears. Intuition guides the penning of our universal law The ink is in the file heading, coded in the scrawl Pinned atop your wall, scrolls beyond the wheels reach stigmatize the social eyes scanning for a breach The blackened mirror that you hold a pendulum at best keeping time, lock step march determining the rests The staff is now enchanted as is front of house and guests Service to the wordless burdens shackling her breath She must avert her gaze when her vagabond is near He's a fire fly, door ajar, he won't disappear Conditioned trained to know his place within the glass and cork She tipped him over urged him on, his story at a fork But both of them have grown so fond of their respective chains Servitude and social bonds, compare selective shame how we supposed to communicate when towers bound to babble sell your cells roommate space near dwellers lost at travel i don't think you'd catch me hear are accents distorted words attitudes speaks loudest here bodies language blurs laps in judgment memories encircled prison yard this skull becomes a drug of mine solitary playing cards the past is filled with facts and the futures are absurd artifacts with little tact contracting pacts with little birds so they sing because the words have lost all meaning and they drink think it's the bubbles they were reading? and they laugh that was nice it's worth repeating and they dance until their shoe soles started bleeding

i don't care enough, pull out the hair shut the door get lost, stare at stuff, come up with useless metaphors sit in corners, rock myself, back and forth to sleep another hopeless sheep, who's counting people shut your skull, go to peace ignore your eyelids, they're deceitful, carnival of weasels needles in the veins of voodoo dolls claiming you don't notice evil tell yourself, it's all in your head, cause it's easier to pretend you're listening to babble falling out the mouths of river beds fell asleep in front of glowing screens, the warmth keeps you from noticing you're floating or you're drowning when you're rowing down that stream life is but a dream lots of thoughts, of what we got and where we've been and where'd we go, and how'd it get so wrong? a simple song and we're just burning slow melting pot is on a simmer, bitter boiled winter lingers cauldron keeps us warm, so tell me what's dinner sinner, saint, and primate fate, a painting of our dynasty winners hate the finer things, trash heaps filled with diamond rings a sign of our symptom, the blessings of a system ignored the cost and wouldn't listen mining all those elements at least you have a phone cellular circulations circumvents the patients doctors take vacation, they were roaming out of zone can't see the cancer for the hyper efficient growth of cells build a new tower copy Babylon before it fell hell, adjust the shrink wraps, package gifts up nice and tightly nightly drop the drink cups, stack dreams more sad than frightening brain freeze tremor, deceptive validation frame squeeze remember, that you don't know what to do detective allocations, blame FAT table 32 i'm a node inside a neural net, fried, deprived an epithet disguised in my own habits tried to pick apart taboos close my eyes pretend, there's no me, there's only you the movies in this skull, crack the screen and come unglued this body is a vessel, stream of conscious running through I'm a Hedonist, with heathen mixed add a dash of asshole the dreams of which, would seem to switch, right before the lasso tightens up and cinches, it's a noose around the neck quick, take away my change before i start to dissect my dreams and memories, a steady stream, of "what's it all about" is it called life if fulfilling moments happen on a couch? where's the doubt? where's the love? where's the anger? it's all in my head, to myself i'm a stranger waiting in a hanger, most those dreams already take flight chart daily courses, notions rage, dying of the light is it life? olfactory, monotony, smell the bleach and fight dream police win monopoly but this dream is bright cause we're walking toward sunrise divinity and demons making love the sound is sublime opposites attract when fear is confined to the space between your heel and your shoe

alchemist that kicks down rip sounds more than full metal rearranged upon a table, periodic elemental unstable and dissentful, rupture symbols, crush the lentil set up a lodge, layered canvas, but he picked apart the tent pole sentimental tragic, freak and shout ecstatic, peel out a bit of magic and scrap the rubber off the tracks burnt up tight inhaled fumes, turning lights and breaking wombs vision fights and shakes the tomb saying, "this is all an act" all the worlds a stage, between a showman and a sage a shaman and the rage against the dying of the facts linger bitter kept around spider strings a woven gown ripped on nails tore it down, the slit reveals her back at least the small of it, not all of it she only touched the polished bits betrayed the rings around her eyes she got while staring through the cracks ink from the sharpie which held the scent of harpies the sirens and the art piece he could only hang with tacks and she dreamed, that her children would stop fighting it might seem apparent sibling rivals striking body screams for the cannons they were lighting silver screen war theater’s enticing and she dreamed vicissitude limerence buckets of crabs choke clawing at escape artists, retelling a bad joke wishing food, deliverance, battling dashed hopes she's humming, her vision rips the hull of a crashed boat last note she ever plucked string on a cracked bow slit quiver fingers flipping birds at the bashful feather flights bring her to the booty the map shows treasures dotted lines an X attaching his crass soul wired nets sinew broken flesh on a dance pole rallying the sun to speak the secret the mask knows challenging a tongue to bleed when it should ask ghosts talent beaming underlings breathing in black soap key across painted dreams, scratching a trash vote free frost sainted schemes, nervous spine of the rat broke compass needle lost the wheel, purpose bent every last spoke observe absurdest artists musing prophets who laugh most and he laughs while the children sharpen sticks a golden calf the figure head that guides the ship is split in half break the idle hands lay bricks plunge the staff into the clay and then he quips silly games all end the same this is how we sift loose noose prison comedy up at the gallows interrupted breaking news alerts the symphony of shadows mad hope, dim light, create with vandals channeling the corpse of your long awaited bride take her hand with hopes she understood that you tried shaman song with m&m mini cans for rattles drum; subtle snare, loose leaf stretched over wood panels inner battles couldn't handle being penned with cattle prod the cracked and broken leather sole of my left sandal wax drops on my toes, forgot about the candle vigils don't seem to mean quite what they used to she wants me to explain can only say that I'm confused too

Reaction to a dream split sizzle fission in my core mourning pushes past the riddle unsure what I'm existing for The opposite of solipsist, agnostic faith apologist Pseudo-vice mythologist and psychonaut mycologist  Lobotomize my hemispheres to give up half a mind both factions in this skull I can't tell which voice is mine personalities and penmanship don't betray the host identities  rebellion against gravity display ghost script dependencies  Chisel strikes the middle cascade spider web facade  Disk bulge shiver cord a river slipping from the palm mirage and trickle glossy shimmer sands dripping through the calm Searching for some sense before her silent voice is wronged It visits on the wind roaring stillness of a bomb  atomized vapor singed fury breaking pawns mushroom clouds, her windows glow; sills sigh and praise the dawn radiating from her forehead: halo, wings, and song stand still jump anticipation stumped grieve breathe leave crumble dust until it bleeds slip away to read take away the broken notion that was causing us to dream steam scolded pressure a lesson in the ledger eager for the air and the ocean and a measure of brand new space fresh faced experience lost in the vision found bliss while delirious serious the system shook me nervous branching to the filaments turn around who's hearing this? mysterious and furious snacking lice with apes hygiene and grooming and bonding and grapes snake slither scale used to hypnotize my mother cake sliver braille fused, dipped in lye and butter Slip stale statements slide lack of consciousness let me rub the sleep from out my eyes before i try to conjure it's just too bad i had this dream all the myths were breaking try to tell you 'bout the dream, you tell me that the gifts been taking far too long to arrive or maybe manifest rest of our lives we could try but never banish it that feeling, the seething, the bleeding and the famished-nes she lifts my head to see my cracks repairs them with her bandage kiss advantage is standing demanding planning emergency landing in case of a break in the vessel, strain on the spine is too stressful remember the time that we wrestled with minor faux pas embedded in major applause enough to give pause, and rise to a cause misunderstood though you're certain of the transience intuitive sparks forest charred that's what you're brandishing a glowing iron rod pressing runes into famine's lips floating where sod uplifts the hull of a damaged ship propped upon pine stilts, because the foundation is tilting crossing seas of silt, every creeping vine that was wilting bludgeon time instead of killing it, look inside the paradox Pandora's hilt bloodied betraying an affair of clocks (broken arms twisted face bruised battered blessed hoping an alarm would lift a hammers game of chess "they all look like nails" it's apparent you need rest stop carrying that cross, the burden's terrible at best