Run around dizzy got smitten malice in my razor blood caption savage
Distance jogging huffing and puffing cigarette ecstacy
Oh Jesus Jesus Jesus nothing begotten on the Thrice Great
Realized man of 33
Trip fall broken teeth scrape jaw smile now sweetheart
Bikini fancy Brazillian self conscious distinction did you know what they do there?
Sand in your everywhere and shit on your face
Love this world this magical place
Can’t find my shoe lace guess I’ll slit my wrists
Fall back into the welcoming arms of mother and father
Bleed out for the cops to wonder
But all it means is less paperwork unless my dog did it and in that case no treat
Pick up the poop brush the hair take out the trash do the dishes love to hate
TVTVTVTVTVTV tell me tell me tell me
What did the shadow government say to do? Be quiet and pay my taxes
Yes Mr. President (Queen) [POPE]
I pledge allegiance to a mirage
Turn on the car and shut the garage… See you in
HELLHELLHELLHELLHELLHELLHELLHELLHELLHELLHELLHELLHELLHELLHELLHELLHELLHELL
There’s a small room in a basement, heavily decorated in black satin. Off to the side is a coffin with the lid open. Sitting on the other side is a vampire diligently keying an entry into his blog. As he hits “enter” he snarls then vanishes in a smoke of red haze.
And he is laughing about… on a side note when I go off like this and the poems get a little crazy like this… there is much less of a positive response