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not roof trolls
you are always transcendental and mild sat between forgiveness and a bittersweet smile, our simian aggression, predeliction to denial, the application of patience yields symmetry in time, manifestation of oppression, miss-representation of sublime, in a society that values deity, erects monuments to swine, we will take the same medicine again, tincture to sedate our minds, the clergy men deem poetry for science, you manifest your dangers under paths and bridges, where its dark, and the trolls lurk the trolls live under the path where you walk by you do the math how long you'll last
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the infected ladder
distance from your station is what defines, the compromise that can't be found, her patience drips of the edge down the side, of my lucid dream like state, the prison walls are made of sand, tendons, skin drips of my hand, run out of pills, i'll have to land, into a darker twist of fate, tooth shatters, left the city, turtleneck epipheny, relentless curse, pursuing heat, underwater guillotene, serpent you never quiet when you pass through, your dirty glue burns holes and i see through, orange mule, not mine, minds black and blue, ugly wasteland, hidden outside from the castle's view, canteloupe, division bell, anger ladder, eyes swell, rhetoric trigger, mind melts, iodine, sullied smell.
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writhe
my silence fleeting, rotten ceiling, resistance to this pill in time, this poor description, destructive diction, writhes on your wilted spine, zegeta's undone, no rounds in the gun, chambermaids are so polite, couch comes a bed so fast, another cat around the glass, beer bottle teething, new take on sleeping, the facade is groomed and kept, turn up not around, if it hurts bite down, conjure up demonic chimes, ripe with fresh sage, no le miss age, robinson not crusoe, exposed and spent, bored again, territorial and numb, stoners sleeping, peace is fleeting, sand in your shoes snow in your hair, pigeon lover, teenage mothers, sanctimoneous feuled reward, dirty white sheets, stained boxing pads, leather gas mask entrails, decapitated, incapacitated, willting spines writhe.
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pissant (tisane)
the shrill squark of an amplified nervous bird has dissappeared, been replaced with the soft voice, anecdotes of the, educted beyond hip but aware, thats why they're here, the interested questions asks, everything with eyes, yuppie coffee art shines down a spotlight, the consciousness of the scene, my torso shakes is it the cold or caffine, as i buy into the machine, the voice that reeks of a fatherly tone leads and holds court, seemingly the boss confidently forces another round of fake guffaws, calmness ensues, no other voices come from the table when he bestows, three men enjoy their hour of hip, never fully fleeing their post teen low, sexually dominant, devient, miscreant, misogynistic mentallity, discernably stationary shook, mild mannered, associations gone, phalic connotations, child, time travel, proliferic sojurn, cosmic pacification, lime, spine ravelled, shaking of your son, to the isms of the floor by the moon, fuck your mum, the astronaut.
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double u
thousands upon thousands of faceless voices screaming a whirlwind round the base of a totem pole, worshiping the last time the sun will ever set in the west because the best has fallen, the truth is calling, the sleuth is dying, the sloth is crawling, into away, from all the decay, all we built to destroy , to deploy the vengeance unknown to all except those in the egg, in the know, in the snow, but its not white its a light show, a david blane judas cryptic explosion as we sit down, around, in a circle with corners, never letting loose the abuse, hidden in a shroud a head scarf, holding the scars to stop the fluid from spilling and killing us and filling them, because they are only them, we don't know who they are, our protectors, our killers, one and the same, our pain, your rainbow is my noose, the extinction of the moose is imminent, your eminence, your incense is odourless in this atmosphere everything is burning and turning to ash, to wash is to cleanse, to cleanse is to lie, to ourselves, to run, to hide, deny the stench that grips us all, adding odour to injury and insult to intelligence that is just assumed, in the room of the educated elite, the defunct passe monument to a civilization past, held aloft for all to see and worship, the new crucifix stained not with the blood of our lord jesus heist but saturated with the stench of thousands upon thousand of faceless voices screaming a whirlwind round the base of a totem pole, worshiping the last time the sun will ever set in the west.
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a yawn, a growl
tentacles above the shroud writhing speckled scared sound obituary wheeled cat walks opposed to any shift in force oxen feet rest heat under me glass teat a yawn, a growl tisane fell fowl your flaw of child petulance eating legs and entrails acting broud and bold is old sentiment yellow confused cold to manipulate the bubble the consulate to hussel the particulate the snake fabricate, falsify, fellate
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colfax's lament
karmic slugs and piles across the sea are all i can offer, since you gave the chimp back his seat, condoned legal slaughter, justified mass murder, masturbate to massacre, no one else to blame, no change, the pain, you've maintained, will be your cross to bear, your fear, this circus blows, it should leave town, elephants still on show, are still in control, this fascist blue blood troll, another pawn on the throne, ceo puppet show, ohio cries and so do i, because even if i was there, i'd be without, the nail bomb i'd need in this fucking clown parade, the state of fear's been maintained, nineteen eighty four present day, such a tired repeated charade, no more votes to count,results been called, you had your chance, to get new hitler out, squandered all, bolt the door, condemned all, another four
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prodevolutionary meme
squirrels fry, purr then burn, the openining of higher controlls the urn, the fleeeting conceited manufacturing of grace, turns only by seasons of teeth grating taste, buds turn and swell, your arsenic is hell, concept of june out to lunch, test waste, distorted and phaedrous, the paint that scales and browns, is only the greyness consuming the green ground, the wasted, rotten unspoken, franchised disposition, collision decision, for apathy, malaise covers the fly, with the space inbetween the light, cut eyes, like yolk gliding, dark sigh, the moon never leaves the sky, orange town squeals out, the windows don't protect, the forgotten ideal, penetrated seal, force fed deception, never ends.
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spraint (it was a nice tree, there should be more of them)
green velvet scene, blondie ensues forced inspiration and feetless shoes guiness drunk slow and hemp turned slime woman looks down, blue blazer and tie, no but i wish i had no socks as the scales envelop the circus starts monkey rhino rat in all bumble bee's and winnie avoid the floor young guy gambles, his lady looks on pay me attention is the tune to her song you still see gargoyles, behind your eyes no amount of words can cloud the sky no but i wish i had no socks as the scaes envelop the circus starts monkey rhino rat in all bumble bee's and winnie avoid the floor she checks her scarf and yawns a bit looking into corners no longer lit still he paints his face a greenish black head on his knees her hands feign a grab
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gridknee
purple rolls into reels of grey, blackened spoon is on display, cat comes by mouse in mouth to say, don't loose sight of the hierarchy, you are dangerously blameless, masochistic by design, shadows shells and venus, facing endless jail time, it can't, be wrong, when guts churn, it must be, ceremony, when books burn, when taught you learn, when caught you burn, when can't you burn, why won't you burn, the monestary where you lay your head, is burning down, at the side of the jungle where the beasts crawl, you'll fall down, into a world, where you're surrounded, dumbfounded by, your inability to cope, doop, dope choke, purple rolls into fields of grey, sea of green serves to perpetuate, mosquito complex debate, compendium disipates, the waking is the hardest part of the differentiation, diseases bought and sold to cell specification, the site is bare, there are no mines under there, until the pirate ship, fails to float, you'll be fine, but when it sinks, you'll sink like a tonne of bricks.
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drug buddy wench
left to lie, down to beg, boats denied, left your head, ivy rises, consume flesh, building cracks, forgot health, shook up, fucked up, chew my teeth to dust fuck you, your tempremental guise, the shit you leave behind, in the wake of your cunt, your disguise wasted breath. yellow skin, cocktail clarity drug binge, nothing coming, grey skies, summer solstis brought hives, you can't whinge when you're pretty what is it that makes you cry and whine?
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clown parade
a clown parade
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first and last
at times you sit up, then you find, why centered translates to being unkind, behind the symetry lies, what is not said, will remain unsaid, in this sodden bed, behind the smiles hides, the thoughts if they are in your head, in time we'll be fine, we''ll be something, a burning float, a burning float in the mardis gras parade of shame, when its gone its gone, it comes to pass, hops on your lips at first and last, perpetuation, made of glass, anebriation, gone by mass, clouded drone, numb and wild, you're 35, 22, still your fathers child conscience is clear just llike your mind, 2 needles in my haystack found, truck is tired, let it sleep, wooden house, cold with heat, grow your veg and feed the poor, you drag me back, kick me out, one foot in, one foot out the door.
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carie mii
i wear my faults behind the tears that hold my eyes in place, i try and hide the fact that there's a billion broken people behind my face, the scars that burn still, stinging my throat chewing valium pills, i just want to sleep tonite, i don't want to feel tonite, scenery changes, we don't grow up, to late to heed, advice mistook, misread interpretations, blatent lies, you my dear will sleep alone tonite, shyness beats me down and i don't know if i can leave this room, let alone this town, the smell in the air, as the salt disappears, and i'm nothing without my view, showing me there's a way out, an escape from you, showing me there's a way out, an escape from you, constant flashing red light, unrelenting cries, i am left alone, finally dignified, misread inebreation and calculated sighs, you my dear will sleep alone tonite, the moon hangs above, only clouds know their love, the moon cannot reach me tonite, the smoking spins me round, words fall from my pen, my heads on the ground, i wear my heavy boots so i can crush negative fruit that is rotting from inside, i don't want to sleep tonite, i don't want to feel tonite
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back white bedroom (part 1)
wasting my day again drugged to the eyeballs to avoid the same i miss complaining that you are not around when i wake up you can't be found the back white bedroom with the mattress on the floor is where my walls became doors certainly devoted to jiff and me changed in the shower saddness scene crushing more with every tear that fell from me the image of my baby that i'll never see
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nyack (part 2)
we could sit on the banks off the hudson, feeling disenchanted with the way things turned brown, or we could just look up, smoke this big blunt, and forget, why
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out of the bedroom (part 3)
watching my idol, clamber up the stairs, a crawl becomes what is there, the sleep thats evaded, mostly passes me, i just can't commit to sleep, the guilt that persuades, no failure escaping, this self indulgent policy, the alcohol fueling this passive resistance, the valium that fails to effect me, the chore that is walking, destroys how i see, my false bravado maintained, my impotency, the four agreements, that i cannot reach is the detrement, is the end and has always been, the closed sign in the door, awaits my contempt, feels my roar, the only sound a squeak, i can conjour, my only sound a squeak is all i'm worth, my only sound a squeak is all i'm worth, when i stamp my feet, it fails to shake the earth, again i question my worth, again i ask what this is for, its just the wait for my face to hit the floor
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face five
unknown, blatently unyielding, conceptually feeling, syndrome caged to the ceiling, smiling and axe wielding, not home, exposed, on display, four hours shy of new years day, another day another door, another year another chore, my broken skin, my loose jaw, my squeak became a roar, these walls know different flesh now, the bed smells less now, a little less like you, i cannot fold again and again, till i'm pocket size, i'm the, user friendly me, its time my hovel had a spring clean, webs need clearing out, its time my mind had a reason, for words falling from my mouth, its time for treason, time to bail out, duck and cover, try not to shout, i medicate and i medicate, till i can't take anymore, till i'm confused and nauseous but yes, i keep on taking more, this sickness needs healing, somehow never loses its allure, and my face starts to pale, my skin starts to sag and i'm sleeping on the floor.
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iii (tribute to trailer trash)
making snowflakes into whores,god damn my manliness roars, out of my pores, making plastic go crash, i think i can't last, if i keep on smashing everything, the bills will get too high, and i will never, and i will never, be high enough to fly again, how can i jump, when i can't find my feet, let alone the ground, watching green turn brown and raw, inciting riot for whats its worth, symbolic of dirty dreams, botanical nature of descent, anticlimactic parasite, as we cling to one last fight, the meaning falls away like sand, melting ice, suffocated land, leaving scenes you can't conceive, disbeleif in wasted glands, buildings rotten without plans, disintegrate into my hand, watching yellow lights pour, out of houses with locked doors, i leave everyone, sensing adoration morph, into acts that i abhore, lines lighter now fade, watching symbolism turn to glass, then above my head it crashes, loosely fitting everything
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what do bubbles do?
i walked away because thats what i do, you pushed me long before i fell into you, the blame game maintained in the room of the blue, can't follow me outside, or destroy paths you, are not aware of, don't exist, bubble bursts, infected cyst, tainted meat, shallow vision, the doors always open in this prison, the bed never feels so empty as when you're on the side, seems my role to placate has become what i despise, months go by like days, fade into the back, the freedom of clarity, shines through bright black, i'm tired of reliving all the bad times we endured, this rugs been trodden on so many times its part of the floor this rugs been trodden on so many times its part of the flaw
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the abolition
i don't want you to cry, unless i can watch you, i don't want to not be there, when the smoke clears, your tears appear, distortion awaits, confronts seats, the stains disapear beneath the bleach, waders tight, corpses shake, pacifism project burned when baked, seats with fleas, jellyfish no knees, consumed, concerned, condoned, diseased, mind is lost, lines been crossed, tossed the last salad you'll ever toss, the wasted time will not, get any easier cause, till we can touch our lips, we will not writhe our hips, i don't want to fuck you, if i cannot taint you, i don't want to touch you because i can't save you, you will never feel me inside you again, we've come to far to jump, so fuck it, the end, self assesments trailblaze, destroys heat, the trust dilates between your sheets, selfish mindless indulgence, see's weaker traits, jack fails to kill the flame when burnt see's the blame, childish selfworth parade, shows you for half your worth, when the foundations come down, to reveal toxic earth, two dimensional perspective, your beauty subsides, all thats left to do is smoke, left alone by your side, i don't want you to cry if i cannot watch you
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lake ocean
its become, tired and done, like your sun, blackened numb, twine undone, strange and dumb, lost to sea, memory, shades look stale, clothes all pale, wines all drunk, tenderfoot, rash roars red, snails in bed, fallen tree, empty chi, beasts await shy and late, mushroom tea, good bad taste, hard to see, any shape, lost to sea, pipes empty, weed morphine ketamine, awake dreams on lsd, months years creep, by like weeks, lost to sea in tisane tea, tie dye eyes, stomach cries, soaps to stun, stench seeps through, whiskey lunch, car door crunch, lost to sea, memory, two not three, screens dirty, baby d, by the beach, reminds me, locked in key, carie mii, you're caged, you're free, window wind, restless rest, forced silence, failed contest, tears of mace, full suitcase, lost to sea, caged and free weed morphine ketamine, awake dreams on lsd, months years creep, by like weeks, lost to sea in tisane tea, you're caged you're free
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its easier to be part of the shadows than part of the shape ( the story of the cunning goldfish)
drinking beer from a can that was opened yesterday, lifting chairs out of rooms to take them off display, fucking the case worker lady daily just to feel sane, releasing energy into flow through a faded stain delay, getting up after downers, from a pill to a frown, scratching flesh brings me round, spaceship floats never grounds, beneath the rocks live an entire tribe of seeds, delivering news of a world made with plastic trees, learning lines to dissolve cells marching through the maze, pacified colour yellow from a plague of heat in rays, closing blinds to stop light that is burning, melting ii, cunning goldfish dance trance trails, marks the way, terminally in denial, walking death row with a smile, oblivious and unaware, as long as supplies are here, as long as supplies are here
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the archway
the type of old bar, filled with stories and scars, sitting round the pub at noon, the stale smoke smells fill this room, so we drink our shared pint, ignoring the fact we haven't fucked in 3 nights, we book it out the door, walk to the clinic to scared to talk, people lined up outside, looking downwards as if trying to find, what's going on inside, what do i have to hide, so we take a number, fill in the forms, wondering why we didn't do this before, i held your hand, as they took your blood and, i held your hand, as they told us families should be planned, i held your hand, as your legs were in the air and, i held your hand, as they took swabs and bruised you glands.
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the old buy and bye
we should just get high and get back in bed, you'll talk to me in french and stroke my head, the restlessness outside this room serves to show, what can be done with haste works better off slow, we like the pills the hair on your legs from a few days growth, as i tease you in song tell you your gross, the sun on my face in this cliched display, as i smile and thank the gods that i'm not gay, today, i'll sit and i'll vent, once again i'm upset, and my venom will burn through the page, my diagnosed depression, lathargic condition, only serves to fuel my malaise, at the peaks that remind they'll leave behind, subsequent troughs worse and new, from the times that i've found some peace of mind, always afterwards i'm more confused.
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clone parade
a coffee bar in a city, tonite my cage, my escape glares in from outside, the same speech repeat, this listless transient beat nick hide gets soft, underfoot, light drops, this capitalised wet dream, apathy for the obscene, delivered through glass doors, bereft of grace or, redeeming or relenting, quietning or lestening, of hum-drum drums, and patience tested, for peace served in glass jars, sedating the blank stares, reliving deja vu, existing merely to do, again amongst besmirched, beloved, luminous explicit denial, as preaches sneak out the side, of my awkward smile, the wave of disdain, as patience turns to pain, understanding to undertaking, paths off this lane, as the same becomes again, something inane, for now, constant, in vain.
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evicted
sat in my hole, thats become my home, i am leaving again, i'm in a different room, still on the same floor, still looking at these same walls, never going forward, only to the side, seems its time i leave behind, these messy four walls, procrastination as a verb, explanations for doing fuck all, leaving behind all of my lines, why i'm staying home tonite. it was always what was kept in mind, the escape route was clearly marked and well defined, lit up even at nite in the rain, the way out was calling my name, seasons will pass, still i'm on my ass, without a job or money for grass, seems to be all that i enjoy lately is me, if i live off fluids, bummed from the druids, i'm just drunk, smoking more these days, the malaise helps me with each passing day, i try less somehow i'm ok, ok with being bored, ok with being indoors, ok with being without a job, just a fucking stoned slob, its fine, as long as there's time, for another joint, pass the wine.
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victoria line
watching lovers turn to stone, embryo's growing old, riding under city streets, beating slowly underfeet, cracking smiles to cold faces, looking down to feel safer, inside, unlit, held in grip, in the palm in the hand, buy the farm, sell the land, awake, aware, faced with a glare, your contempt, my resolve, grey skies will evolve, segregated by demeaner, down shield your eyes from seeing, preventing any feeling, no reaction at the viewing, of the drunk man who's reeling, on the floor facing ceiling, eating tongue breathings fleeting, watching blood come out his ear, still no one moves from fear, people live so far from here, despite their bodies being clearly here, watching.