RIP



i am inside an artificially chilled building
"the gold;s building"
i wrote a poem abt the gold;s building one time
i was working here 3 years ago
& still am working here 3 years later
i almost died today
i keep thinking i want to talk about it
but mostly i am ashamed for feeling ashamed
abt almost dying today
i might not have though idk
i have been hit by vehicles before
but this guy was going p fast
& it would have been my fault bc i was racing
down 14th st on my bike
my tires are low but that has little to do w/ anything
maybe but idk
i hit some sand & wiped out
i have this gash in my hand
i would rather have this gash for 10 years
than die today
or have died
or might have died
i want to start listening to more lil b
i don't know what happened
but i was scared for a good portion of the day
but maybe my mind is mostly fucked up
from all the booze i drank the night before
idk it wasn't that much but i lost a control
i always talk abt how much controli have
i think i do that idk
but i have very little control sometimes
sometimes i have a lot of control
idk i just need to shake my brain
or have already done that i am so shookup
from all the crashing i do
maybe i will run on wednesday
IT'S A HOT TUESDAY
MAY 1 IS MY BIRTHDAY
I'M FULL ON CHIPOTLE
HIGHER THAN JAY
MOWIRED THAN WEEBAY
I DON'T REALLY EAT THE LETTUCE
IT JUST MAKES ME FEEL HEALTHAY
AND I WANT TO FEEL HEALTHAY
IN MY MIND
IN MY BODY
IN MY MOVEMENT IN MY SHOUTING
KEEP IT ALL POSITIVE
WASH AWAY MY DOUBTING

MYSELF IS MY ENEMY

I'VE NEVER BEEN SHOT

MY WHOLE LIFE IS AHEAD OF ME

I CAN STILL WALK

MY WHOLE LIFE IS AHEAD OF ME

I DO WHAT I WANT
I'LL BLEED OUT W/ POETRY
KEEP MY WORDS HEALTHY
SAY FUCK YOU TO THE WEALTHY
CHAINED TO THE AIRSHIP
MONEY FOR THE CENSORSHIP
I AM CHAINED TO THE WINDY
VOODOO IN MY TUMMY
tuck thin needles in my bloody
get fired
from my job
i have more followers than my boss
favs on all my tweets
but he's makin 6 figs????
i have
no $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$
but my body has food
for my organs
fuel for my poems
so i can talk a lot of nonesense
try to boost confidence
keep my mind occulent
while i release everything
TO CHANGE THIS SITUATION
my brainS A timid magician
TRYN TO PLAY TRICKS ON ME
swam in pollution
I'M A TEENAGED MUTATION
SWALLOW ONE MANS POISON
IS ANOTHER MANS DEST
arms in position down my salted throat
I WANNA BE THE GOAT
GREATEST POET EVER
FINGER PULLS THE TRIGGER
the KILLER IS A DIGGER
pouring dirt on my body


MY MOUTH SONGS SEE U LATER
no singing a run run run run
a walk away faster
BE YOUR OWN MASTER
THE UNIVERSE IS MINE AS LONG AS I'M
DOIN TIME ON THIS ROCK
IT WOULD BE A DISASTER
TO NOT BE THANKFUL FOR WHAT U GOT
BUT WHO AM I THANKING
THE UNIVERSE DOES NOT
CARE ABOUT MY EXISTENCE
OR THE PLEASURES THAT IM GIFTED
& i guess i'm not sure
& i guess i'm not sure
& i guess
what you mean
when you think awful things
& the darkness that you bring
i am a shiny thing
you know i never dream
at least not when im asleep
because i never sleep
thoughts ALIVE 7 days a week
shots fired when i speak
how you lie @ me w/ a whimper
into distance melt MY winger
i am a warmbelly
tanning under smiles
sweaty sun stretchIN miles
burned as a child
loosen my no-belt I HAVE NO BODY WELTS
THE WATER IS INSIDE ME
THE UNDERGROUND IS FRIGHTNING
UNTIL A POEM STRIKES MY MIND
drop my pants to my ankles
tuck my beard into shirt into pants into dickless
cycles of my weather
i'll be gone til november
wyclef is not my father
but i listen when he's talkin
BC MINE IS WORTH NOTHIN
AND I KNOW ITS NOT HIS FAULT
THAT HE WAS A BAD FATHER
I JUST WISH HE WASN'T MINE
AND I DONT NEED ANOTHER
I CAME FROM NOTHING
I AM THE SON OF NADDA
MADE OF MOSTLY WATER
WHICH IS JUST MAGNETIC FORCES
AND SOME UNHEALTHY
or just count the days
by the rain on my face
sleet in the grass
PULLING GREEN FACES OUT MY ASS
take MAGIC moment in your lungS
pass it when you're done
w/ listening to words
of THESE short beak birdS
chippin through my bark
sophie likes my spark