Everybody's got a problem
A hole in the pocket, the sock or the wallet
Everybody's got a solvent
Fuck a revolver, bullets got a name on it
Who cares as long as it dissolves before you vomit
Milligram, why don't we augment?
Aw man, you feel rotten?
First-world doldrums
Keep on rocking in the 3rd-world
We be hanging; sleeping possums
One man's fuel is another man's fossils;
But we're the same fish, swim in the tank
Fiend for oxygen
I'm here to subdivide the sum of all fears
Last year was a light year
Learning to roller skate
Judged by my 8's
Spider deals heavy business with Apes
In all of the cat's eyes as they dilate
Shake off the pages, crumpled to the floor
like dead-wait
Leaves rustle, musical scores of time's,
Great potential or wasn't it?
Of course it's all muddled
and doesn't fit, Highschool
was the beginning to the end of my punishment
The meddling
The color purple, O that colour purple
I lunge for it, but burnt-orange's
The colour I've been sent to work with
The melody, but I didn't understand
the beat, the rhythm that can make my
heart ever-so-sweet
I'm a survivalist that does the extreme
to prepare myself for anything.
I apologize for always writing about me
but I haven't even figured that out yet.
Everything is theory, don't even question
that.
Even if I control the weather what
do I do when the Earth splits.
Doctor's Note
Doctor, doctor, doctor,
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Sorry to bother,
I killed my lungs with cigarettes
Minus the sinuses, I'm a mouth-breathing over-achiever
Do have anything for my inflammation? I mean immolation
I feel strong like an anchor.
So what's up with all this blood I've been tasting?
And where are my dreams taking me?
Are you saying I should slave all day and skip out on vacation?
Wild - High lighted in violent
I've been self-medicating with heroin and patience,
But now my bruises started chasing me.
Here's some spirit in a bottle, any sip I take,
I always test the waters.
Pardon me,
Pardon me again
Forgot the broom for the mindswept,
Timekept up in the attic.
Run into the arms of another starving garden,
Cuz I believe in life we love to touch Death.
I've made some guess as to why in G-d we trusted.
And I know I have to go to another for my tooth problems,
So I'll leave you with these, while I ponder and you catalogue 'em.
This; a note to get you out of school tomorrow.
P.S. - Wrote it with a fountain pen.
Wreck Nervous
Wreck nervous
Did you sleep tight? - I slept terrible
A great joy dipping buttered bread in soup
Glass eyes - Mossy thighs atop a mountain smile - Hardened hide
She ate right - had a late burial
If only she could've escaped the loop
Shut the revolving door
Took a shower together said she'd never been this clean in her life - new clue
While the solar-plexus mingles
Feel tingles
Signal to our fingertips
Nibbling sweet-and-sour consciousness
Shedding funds pay in tuition - inside tension
Supernova, I'm the son that already blew up
I'm screaming Death in the sleep
As the sky dreams
I'm preserving the limits
A canoe full of shoestrings,
Name Knowah a flowa has known it's a cozy fit
Cupid's boa - Strangles cats
The turn-key in lock
But where's the door?
Love in the park
Love and cigarettes - dead leaves
In the wind's breath blowing - Night grows
Old grieving
The sky was just a blink
Why waste the time to think?
The hotel, seems like a pleasant place
To find something to lose
The after-attic static - fuckin' panic fanatically
I'm a manic out of habits
As snakes - look, look, looking to graze on a warm rock today
Tree predators just hanging with hidden saints
Take a page-
Just make sure to bring it back by late Friday
Simon says I better wait, find another place
To stay up late
I fear the quakes begin after the peace and quiet of daybreak
I swear the woodchuck chucks at Spiritlake
Fuck
From the get-go jet-towed,
On to the next show, assembly row
Company, company
Death toll - hollow halo
Apollo - Plato
Yin-yang moon and the cable guy
Ring ring ring I hear Jesus's on the phone
Dial-tone messiah
There's always ink or blood on my shirt now
Somehow I wish it was dirt now
Brown deafening leaves - Symbols dancing
...
M.C., prices may vary
Dartbored
I got 8 to 9 inches
You got a 9 mm man
Ashamed copper
Don't you know both our blood-types taste like copper?
An old crow murder of wings sing what's been sung
Sun-Tzu can burn brightly in the light of guns
The Almighty speaks quietly through the flight of nuns
Ever since a child, pretty tiles
Ever since
Walk with me, the outline of my smile
I refer to taste, because I prefer to use my tongue
Seeing colours 'til I feel golden
Dancing lips undercovers heal scars with tight ropes
In a stolen car with borrowed time
To the cheesy moon, we're going far
Stargaze where the heart lays
Whether the verses fit the purpose
I am a mercenary dying for a cause I can't identify with
A flash-flood of thoughts can make me nervous
When curtains part I show the bloodbath the stage is furnished with
When faking it, the thought draped results in blanket statements
In a way I pray to the goddess of memory, Mnemosyne
Remember we,
Defeated ourselves
Remembering
All it takes is a push and a shove and it comes with a warning
Could be disarming belonging to the armies of Zombie
I'll pee on a bush, it's not as dirty as you think it could be
It was burning so I thought I'd save the nearby trees
The elemental momentum
Billy the clubbing, take a note
Like hotel, keeping it best Western
I stopped my stop-watch,
A double negative so time began
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