ARCTIC WINDS



fuck salt
i am a mask wearing a mask of me
a green dancing scuznuttsoidofuckalucka
flame me
bury me under treasure i want to die in gold
i hate the cold
i want to lay face down on a hot stone
and melt into a secret ooze
turn my tween friends into super cool chodes
licked stamp types
sticky to hands and glass climb yo ass
like spiderman he is amazing
life is somewhat amazing when you are not dead
all the time
i feel dead a lot of the time
come find me fight the smog to pull me out of
all these coins and jewels and sweaty pile of wealth
how am i nacht a yacht owner RN
i am so out of water
which is to say i have no $$$$$$$$$bling
i have no stinger
i am just a worker or a honey sludge
gasses out the ass from my crushed hopes
and dreams
and i have these brief i love yous
that seem to be worthless
other than their use
in making me care
about living
poetry wont save me
the ocean only wants to kill me
the trees are waiting
i cant even remember the other things
this world is so i told you so
i am going outside in a couple hours
going to sweat
going to get runover by my emotions
fuck salt as it cakes on my face
my blood pillars
in a look back at all the wasted shoulders
i have shared
or neck twisted buzzing gum rub up against
my smarter than this
me a stupid fuck
an ice cube on the sun
fuck salt i guess
i dont know what i am saying

WRITING A POEM AT WORK WHILE LISTENING TO STRONG ENOUGH (LIVE) FT THE DIXIE CHICKS


nothing is true
nothing is right
i want
to be w/ you
i want to be a man or something
i want to lie next to you
and make promises
and belive what you say
and come back
and dance
and push me playfully against the street
and wash off my dust
w/ dirt
and my face feels like the moon
when i reflect every thing
abt you
heck girl
heck i dont know what is good
or what i love
or if i love you
my body doesn;t feel
bc of some word
like death
or you make me feel
something
i enjoy
 

666


what am i so afraid
of this is my YOLO
i mean this is my
lyfe
i mean hell
i mean hell this is my
last chance
this is i am sleepy
this is stay up all night
or get some juice
or figure out
how i can become
some beautiful
nothing

dog


feeling weak and wanted
& vibrating phone
is just favs and RTs and @
from not u
from who knows
i felt stupid
how much i was enjoying
you rubbing my head
at the bar
when i was writing a poem
abt being in the bar
w/ you
both bars we were at
i ordered
one bombay sapphire gin and tonic
& two shots of georgia peach
& had another georgia peach w u
this is georgia font
& i have been wanting to watch
the movie ATL
which stars TI and takes place
in georgia
once i walked Georgia home
when i was on ambien
& absinthe
& i dont remember much of that
& i guess i feel stupid for being
so excited that you were talking to me
that it was hard for me to pay
attention to what you were saying
something abt stars
or how blackmatter was everywhere
& i was really drunk
& stoned
i remember you being happy
w/ how soft my head is
& we went to go smoke after bars closed
or whenever we left
idk what time it was
& sitting next to you was kick ass
& then you asked if i would walk you home
& answered for me
of course
& i was just happy
& i kept my hands in my pockets
but i wanted to hold your hand so bad
& i know thats p stupid i guess idk
it is just really nice
it makes me feel great
i was like idk i know  you don't want me
to come inside
so i was looking like a dumb dog
& you held out your arm for a hug
& i hugged you
& i wanted to keep hugging you
until the sun
& night
& sun again
& you said it was nice to see me
& and then i went home
& wrote another poem

dumb god




stay up all night
i cant do that
stop
i think about killing myself a lot
idk if i would
but i like to know my exits
molly said i am a bad person
shannon said i am a frustrating person
or idk
im a loser
ellie says what if
ellen wasnt happy w my effort to work
alejandra idk
eva just wanted something else
idk idk i am a boring fuck
i am a slimy drunk
i hate me sometimes
i hate feeling so shit
i hate shi

suckerpunch my dumbface ya i love yr voice
ya i am a dying saltyslug sun sweating his dickoff
to do the dew to just grew it to find my farm
deep in the field of skin my body is a gross
i sex the muddy waterholes of southcentral nebraska
i get raped by internet girls in san antonio
i am scared of being so many things
or saying what i think could really remove
a part of me from the rest like i am saying maybe
i only get drunk to drown out birdsongs
or i smoke so much my brain goes numb
because because
because
idk
what is the difference
between a dead god
& walking out into a wilderness
w/ raw meat hanging from my shoulders
hahahaha
i would like to be fired rn
i mean i would like to be the sun
or hell idk what i mean
this is just sweat
haha
this is just my blood and tears
& look at me dripping rainbow cum on the frozen tundra
where is the water now
there is nothing left to sip from
but my own lusty kidneys
a stone lodged in my
chest
i am beating w a staff made of dead tree guts
until i can flood my heart
w something less syrupy
where am i going??
to die of course
hopefully outside
so i can watch the

dumb god



i am dirt

i am dumb god

i am broken ribs

i am kicked

i am a speeding death that can't see my collison

i am drugs

i am across the sidewalk

and into the hospital

i am fireworks exploding on illegal days

i am on mushrooms

i am reading a poem to humans

i am bleak or blank or bla bla bla

i am squashed between yr pretty toes

i am forgotten

i am a bad friend to molly

i am on mdma talking in a dance

i am talking in dance

i am at work wearing the same pants i wore yesterday

i smell like a man

i look like a gross boy

i look like a thing w a beard

i miss my dog

i miss how much my dog loved me

i miss being loved that much

i miss my dad before he killed my dog

i miss my dad before all the other terrible shit he has done

i mean i am not calling my dad hitler

i mean i am not calling my dad george w bush

idk i mean i am just a head smash

i am just a cement slide

i am just perfect teeth

i am just crooked shins

i am just glass stuck in the foot

i am dumb god

i am burried under all of my memories

i am blurred by smoke that won't cover me enough

 

dumb god

she kisses me

she regrets me

she leaves me

she texts me

she necks me

she pukes and pukes

and sleeps next to me

she tugs on my arms

she leads me

the trees are naked for months me

she teases me

she takes shots w me

she tweets me

dances on the edge of a roofs me

she rebukes me

she pukes and pukes and kisses me

she listens to me

she ignores me

she kisses me

takes a rest on the bench w her arms around me

she yells at me

she we can make this work ifs me

she drowns me

she flirts w/ other guys in front of me

she drunks me

she texts me

we are kissing

we are not speaking

i am hiding

she buries me

she digs me

she breathes me

she spoons me

she melts me

she pulls poems out of me

& this goes on and on i guess

am i my brain??


every time i see yr name
hear yr name
see u tweet
every time
it makes my blood
go quick
thru my body
and i feel that
and idk it is nice i guess
but also scary
sometimes
i would like to hold yr hand
and go this way
or the other way
it doesnt matter

AM I MY BRAIN?????

 

FAT

shake me from the tree
& wait for the bruise to ripen
i am sweeter w/ death
mush for the fuck up
the falling in(fatuation)
edit my skin off w/ yr tiny bites
peel me to the skeleton of
what i never said high
in branches w/ the nested
i am fur for yr fingers
i am poison for yr liver
i am shouting a deathray
i am boring and this is my universe
i am seeds for the next me
the newest evolution of
wrap around yr finger
of my sugary sweat
my under sun death
heating through my chestbrain
a mirror or a shiny metal surface
my humming warmth
up against the thief
the world is taking back
my stardust
my fuckdust
my iloveyoudust
i am a waste
i am a field for cattle
or i am the grass grass
& the grass growing
ready to be eaten again
a new life
a new shitty existence
is still the most beautiful
gift i can wish
to be the tallest love in the sky
reaching for what grows me
say i knew her once
she touched my skin
& here i am now
w/ nothing but what is inside me
a dancing clakkity ghostman
a boy w/ too many tears
flowers spring around my weepyjaw
i am hidden by a body you see
that was once this
or this
or this
& now i am fatter or fatless or fattest
touch my fatty w/ yr softness
sizzle my sag in reaching corona
when will it reach us
when will she return
to devour the universe
the boring speck
i am alive today
i am tanned under gravity
branded by the loss of weight
the chugg of manmade potion
makes you fall for it
makes you crash for it
makes you destroy the world
for how ugly i can be
i know it is only a short while
before i can become
something else

lunch poem



make yourself look like someone else
think famous
roll into a ball
die
keep doing that until the sun is gone
invent a new water
let bears hybernate in your chest
crush pills
figure out why you are still here
 

work poem



if people couldn't see me cry at work
if people didn't know i wasn't stoned
you make me feel like a weak fool sometimes
i am sad and alone on earth sometimes
people i work w/ expect me to be able to joke w/ them
bc sometimes i am good at jokes
but sometimes i am crying and doing my job
and i tweeted a bunch abt love
i never said i loved you
i want to throw a broken bookshelf out the window
i want to ban myself for life
from everything
i took two free sandwiches from the breakroom
i ate half of one and threw the rest away
i am not hungry i just thought something free
would be nice
i am a weak fool i am lost in what day it is
i am not high right now and it makes me feel
like a falling weight
like what if i was in a plane w/ my father
and the plane was going down
and my father tried to make up for everything
he has done to me before we crashed into earth
i would not listen to him
i would go hide in the bathroom
i would take the last parachute
and throw it out the door
is the door open??
are we getting sucked into the atmosphere
what is breathable??
why am i sucha  weak fool sometimes??
i mean its all the time
i build up these muddy walls around my heart
i think maybe i am too cool for some people
i think maybe i am smart
and i am good at poetry
but usually i think i am a piece of shit
i am happy when people remind me
i feel like an asshole when i think anything good
about me
i have never saved anyones life
this girl i liked in highschool who liked my older brother
and probably several other guys was talking to me
about killing her self on yahoo instant messanger
and idk i felt good for talking to her
i felt good that she didnt kill herself
i kissed her in the back of my parents lincoln town car
in the garage
my brother came out to the garage idk
she asked me to prom when i was a sophmore
and i thought that was cool but it made my /bestfriend
really mad he wanted to fight me bc he loved her??
he also loved her younger sister??
man what the fuck am i doing
i dont sleep w anyone
and that sucks i guess idk
i can't wait to get high
or fall again
i am already tired of the summer
i want to leave this city
go to some other city
go to the country
go to the mountains
cover myself in redclay
shout at the moon until i die

these plains and boring


smell like the loup
crick and bow
have guns and knives to bury in the backyard
dig me up a pool from my chest
to drown a party in
i have to bea  new moon to trust us or 
how high am i
the coast touches ocean
you touch my beard
my melting mouth
i am swallowed and spit and soaked into dirt
i taught myself to climb
i sleep naked
i am always naked
shaking my assss$$$$
i never broke anything but my boring face
this is useless
i am falling apart
and getting so good at the back together
but i keep losing bits and joints 

did you see my head in the tree?
i am rolling in a desert in a rave in the streets of omaha
did you see my arm in the dirt?
trying to find a path to beijing like that joke
like i can dig to hell
i am back to hell??
wash 666 off my clean skin

i want to sit down to dinner
i want to drink diet coke on a dock
in canada
lets do something lets be a poem
lets swim in the grass
feel fireworks burn through the inside

dont leave
be mountain flowers
peak peak peak peak peak
i am the valley
oh hi
oh hello again
oh touch my body i promise i wont fall
off

 

GIVE ME BERRIGANS LIVER


maybe i am w/ the tide
these friends of mine say we know her
or we know the world of loving
and i dont disbelieve that often i think humans
lie less than starlight i guess i had all this gin in me
trying to steer off the seasonal drug binge
this is for the fall weather
this is for being in omaha
these are for the long dark
have fun in the greenest the sunshine
the split of sliding glow from ohshit it is a star too?
just us??
kiss me when you are drunk and also i will leave
w/ my lips on your forehead
i have had the best time w/ my clothes on
or would rather be nude all the time i guess
if i was in sunshine??? again but i have no shades
left them to the reach of night
a way for me to hide the fuzz in my glassness
or am i looking to jump off the bridge
am i really a masochist?? haha no way fuck that
i just dont shy from a few bops or kicks or rainy
walks home from the bars i keep thinking abt
but this is just so ..........
i mean the speed to my mouth i took the shortest
route i would kiss you until you never wanted
me to kiss you again and i would still kiss you if you
didnt want me but asked me to for any reason
i would kiss you if you didnt exist
i would kiss you today if you said kiss me
i would have kissed you a thousand years ago
if you traveled through time

CYANIDE BONES


when i am around
munch away golden human what ever it was you tweeted
here is a fruit hat
here is enough bamboo to kill the local tribes
the walking forest of destroyers
or whats a habitat anyway is it a secret mountain bunker
is it a foamy mouth laying out shoes on
this shotgun is too long for kurt to dance on his own
gravy is what the skin smooths
she touches the closest muscle to my chest
and it melts me
let me look up the words
i am dancing too like some hospitalized uruguayan poet
he said poe poe poe was the master
and i started there some brooded brood
thought i was really in this new world
thought i could chew through tall grass
like madagascan ape things
you want one?
here's the honey to buy up the bunch
an endangered poison proof vegetarian
wasn't he before the blast blasted him to the sun
or she's not here anymore it's dark a lot now
walking home in the rain after bars
thinking aw shucks
what am i doing but drowning
swallow another drink like idgaf abt my body
this is just a fuzzy way a kool-aid party
tip back more and more bc it makes me funny??
hmmm but no.. its so much slower here
turning my insides into a calcified ooze valley
use glue to represent water in the diorama
of me trying to hold onto you a little longer
 

justin




WHY AM I NOT ON MY KNEES
IN THE GRASS
LOVE THE RAIN
       WHAT IS THUNDER WHEN MY EARS SAY
      "I FEEL LIKE SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT

ALLLLLLLLLLLL

THEEEEEE



TIIIIIIIIIIIIIIME"
UGLY
A DESTRUCKO
     MY FUCKOFF IS BOOMERANG-ESQUE
 I THINK IT SUCKS
          TO BE MUDDY
   TODAY
 I BIT OFF MY HEAD??
 I TOLD SOMEONE ABT FUCKING IN HER PARENTS BED??
        I DONT KNOW WHY
  SOMETHING MEDICAL I THINK
    THAT WAS SUNDAY
MY SISTER IS GETTING MARRIED NEXT SATURDAY
    COOL
I THINK
  ONE TIME I WATCHED PART OF A TREE FALL ON HER
IT STARTED RAINING
WHILE I WAS ANGRILY TALKING TO MY MOM
      ABOUT PLANS
         HOTEL + DRIVING + TIME + KANSAS
   IT STARTED RAINING AND IDK THAT WAS OK
       I HAVE WALKED THRU RAIN BEFORE
 BUT THEN I
  SAW U
  AND WAVED
  HAHA
I FEEL LIKE SHIT
          I AM AT WORK AND WRITING THIS POEM
         CAPSLOCK
I WANT TO CRAWL INSIDE SOMETHING WARM
AND DRY
AND BREAK APART
            INTO GRANULES OF SUGAR
  SWALLOW ME
  SHARE ME W/ HUMANBEINGS
MY CHEST HURTS
          SOMETIMES I THINK ABOUT
WHAT IT WOULD FEEL LIKE TO BE BRANDED
      I THINK IT WOULD HURT
      I AM NOT CRYING RIGHT NOW
      I DON'T KNOW WHEN I WILL TWEET AGAIN
      IM GOING TO DRINK SOME WATER
     I SAY I HATE MYSELF SOMETIMES
BUT IDK
IF I REALLY DO

 

haiku


im not interested today
in getting high or jerking off
or breathing

WAS THAT GOOD??????


im watching super 8
on a long couch in pauls house
but paul is in lincoln
this movie is abt something idk
i have a lot going on in the blood
im ok
o k my heart is like smh
plz fav me irl
tell me its fine if i am here and go off
to eurowherever w/o my worthless mouth
is on the side of your face
so soft i thought before the night was just 
a lay awake
feeling the vibration on the tracks
some train a few hundred miles west
barrelling through the nebraska wind
why would we want to harness
all that power
where did all the bison go
my whole head is numb
who are you

MEMORIAL DAY WEEKEND IN TONYS JEEP CHEROKEE

im drunk
on i80 feel like im in an airplane
think a question y do i dig this 
woman
why would i trade my soul for a few
pills
where is the best bbq tomorrow
it isnt even midnight
tom is at work
i ate a whole trout earlier
i feel stupid
for thinking you are darling to me

100,000,000,000 KNIVES


i am at a booth w people i dont know
at jakes bar
in lincoln
i have had 2 gins w tonic and lime
bombay
sapphire
i smoked half a roll up outside on the street
you came out idk just to be w me i guess
we talked a bit
our shoulders touched
thats all i want

FIREWORKBOY

i am a moron
a kicked dogg i dream a burry
the grass under bones
my stupid slob tongue
a breath to wilt yr precious tulips
drunk savior in the snow
how gross is my love
i am a sheddy bitch
crumbling flea home for the poor
me
poor me
pour me off yrr body
i am a roll over
wish for steep cliffs
i am pissing on trees
i am a fucking mess

english muffin


what a wrong world
drunk instead of
alive watching xfiles
w/ bennie
talking about ellie
or things that happen in a bar
lost 100$ lost sunglasses
lost the sun is another way
to dont look at it
eclipse is a car and a stand out
in the playground of emerson
elementary i ran the mile
w/ the fat kids bc i thought
running was so lame
i guess at how to respond
to you w/ my needy hands
just want a hold
a walk thru glass w/ my hardness
a street meat cement truck
jump off the fence
onto broken glass
and my foot bleeds out
down the driveway
this is a memory i have
abt my dad not caring
abt how stupid i always am
bc i see the rising glow
for me to fly to or cant swim to
or drown in groundwater
dry river beds to dive into
hide booze for next weekend
so we can numb each other
 

OPIUM

i am so fedup w/ every
thing in my mind
drool all night
awake or not wishing to kill the birds
a murder an email from a pointless date
lasts again days of sun and nothing
text is poem is pecking wood
for a new home
for a place to hold my weaklings
what if i was made of poems
or you could snort my bones
to get happy for a few minutes
each morning a jolt
toss molten gas in yr blood
i am foraging in the grasslands
for nontoxic berries
because the idea of death
is so around me
a blanket of rotten meat
cancerous growths in my flesh
hug the ooze from my eyes
i am a crying machine
i am a dusty ocean
it is so funny i tweet
there is flying and dumb shit
to spend all the money
or what you can show me
a gif of us drinking together
every poem i wrote for you
i wont change anything
except regret the way you see it
a slice in the eye
a perfect wound will never heal
but im just being silly
or foolish i cant tell the difference
if there is one
 

TRAVDOGG TAKES DOWN TIGER WOODS


if i needed a god it would be summertime
i would worship her
for 3 months a year

she is golden she is golden she is spoken for
a block of pure blonde ice
my achey joints from horizon to swinging tar

cough up grass flake of fresh mow
a fillup me w/ gross amounts of smokey poison
why is everyone so afraid of my blood???

it is in me to be a doom
the first miracle to discover nothing is miraculous
i mean the difference between infinity and us

 

I CHOSE TO BLEED OFF AND ON FOR MY ENTIRE LIFE



a sad damp ball
wonder who loves u
even if u can see it/feel it on a daily basis
or a weekly basis
or a lifetime basis
i am sad at myself for being sad at myself
all the time is just a yesterday
this is a one off abt all the times i freakout
when u touch me
when u say give me
when kyle crawford and justin flowers
were nearly struck by lightning
but nobody cares because they are still alive
i guess lightning isn't that scary
because it is so far away
there is a boom in my blood too
the way you write: i am drunk mess
piss on me
write mean things on my skin
this is an awkward way to dream
but nobody touches me w/ inky fings
i am just a piece of the air passing
puzzle of who can fit me into their scenery
i am trying to take care of myself
i went to work today
and all i can think about it the last line
of the james wright poem
and how paul told jenny to put it at the end
of a poem she wrote
and i think that was a great idea
and i have been thinking abt ending
all these poems since then w/ the line
i have wasted my life
but it just isn't working
 

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

what am i doing w/ my time
my mind
laying shirtless on a $100 bill beach towel
in the middle of pioneers park
near replica greek columns
& a man made lake
a muddy pit
i am a muddy summer sludge
some people are taking profesh portraits
near the collumns
& there are so many annoying joggers
twin ginger bros w/ matching jog hounds
splashing in the water
"lets tie them up
and do some pushups and situps" one twin sd
& they ran off
but i still don't feel alone
in this poem
in this park
a woman on a bike just went by
i did not notice until she was almost
over the hill
i am trying to secretly get stoned
i can hear motorcycles purr
over music in my headphones
there is a loose dog sniffing
a few feet away
i am almost nervous
his man doesn't seem worried
& they are gone now too

GRAPES




i am eating grapes
nearly a whole bag of grapes
idk if bags of grapes are a universal weight
my grandparents on my fathers side
had grape vines in their backyard
this was money
we lived in the trailer across the alley
in a huge empty lot
in monroe
there was an abandoned house
across the lot
i learned to ride a bike
in front of the abandoned house
i was always terrified of the house
it had a huge mulberry bush
that we would steal from
i always thought the white ones
were poisonous
we would carry handfulls of the ripe berries
in our shirts to stain them
i think i was usually happy then
i have this memory of wandering off
to the football field
and standing on a wooden fence
then this wasp
landed on my arm
i froze there for what seemed hours
but probably wasn't
time didn't mean anything to me then
and means less to me now
there is just an existing
and a waste

40 MIL OZ TO FREEDOM


talk abt my ooze wound
gash from the street
embarrass me w/ my brazen wantdeth
i wanted to be a bridge to the west
a mountain pass
a flying gunship
i slipped on sand & gravel
or crushed limestone
or claire in chicago
or everyone else in chicago
it's not the heat it's the humidity
is hard to swallow
my whole life is ahead of me
is still my motto
so why do i try to be so unsafe
force the minotaur to do his own maze
dodge monster trucks on the road
maybe its because i don't have a home
or i don't feel like the earth is my home
or i don't feel like i am alone
idk but still want to race through the streets
with the wind on me
a buzz in my blood
a lil b with me
a lil green in me
i am not scared of anything
when i am a boy in nature
a stung creature
leaves fall from the branches
of a tree that doesn't take chances
but lightening keeps
striking me
i have 1.21 gigawats in me
puts thoughts in me with so little time to be
the GOAT poet who keeps all his poems free
on the internet for everyone to read
abt my adventures
like i said i am a strange creature
at least that was implied
i am not trying to lie
it just sounds nice
i am a strange creature
i am a strange creature
i am a strange creature
and i am also my own creator

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