chord

wonder why
myself
does what does
hunger lust
does it matter
vacuum
womanize
sodomize
manize
guzzle
work
shop
play out pitiful dramas
write shitty lyrics to satisfy
suffer
lie
truth
alive
style
does anything mean anything at all
when i return from gas stations with
cigarettes beer
trees swarm
eyes blink
collect puddles
roadside riddles
brick walls
yellow sun
dumpsters
full of happy cynics

 

shirtless

walks shirtless shapeless night
sticking skin to skin
earth smells of your asshole
purple tight weaving into my
nostrils piercing my brain
to throb heart
heart dreaming brain
air toxic multifarous petals way
weaving under sulferous skin
kneels to sip of a roadside puddle
tastes oil urine rain mud salt
thirst departing
lust for you remains

 

derision

im beyond that
im too far beyond that now
all i can hear are the nuclear sirens
all i can do is pray for the tidal wave
of fire
no more bad poetry to distract from
the loud immutable truth
i have suffered too much
my heart has been shattered far too thin
i stumble forth in my reverie of agony
unable to turn my gaze to your
glaring disneyworld falsehood attempting to
proove your genius by blinding us to the
blinding light
now there is only the truth
i am far too beyond it all
to compose tipsy songs of flowery
reverie and triviality
i wait chewing my nails and slicing my skin
for that tidal wave of fire
so that i may see your ocean of lies evaporate
like so many millions of my teardrops

 

gluttony

the worst the worst thing yes thats the worst
thing you can can do the worst one can the worst
to be done is is is to con to convince someone who is
who is suicide who is suicidal that life has meaning
that life has any meaning at all the worst to convince
a miserable man that he is happy that there is a reason
to be happy that there is a reason to live the worst the
worst thing to do is to convince a man who is on fire that
he is not on fire and with every second of television radio
society each object on the shelves of a grocery each bright car
each book each clean cut square of grass each tree each billboard
and each false person this is society this is your life
tries to convince us that there is a reason to live
when there isnt tries to convince us that the most hideous sufferings and atrocities
donot occur tries to convince us that atom bombs arent detonating
tries to convince us not of the truth of lifes complete and utter
abstract misery but of lifes complete and utter black falsehood
the lie that were all happy and life is nothing but joy
that were all going to heaven when we die and weve done nothing wrong
that our society is an amusement park of joy and dancing and gluttony
this could not be further from the truth truth truth
in trhe black trunck going s tto new ytork so escixted wed gets i n blakc trucj 5 of us bearded man black hairedsssd girls twos others ones othersaa me the lsaat
its not we aresf so excited peerintgs out windsaopws at scorched acidic skies waistin
fosrj fire to fall so joyful we gets all outr food and booze and plaxcse to stay frtere
just as long as we dont make a scene just as long as we dont yell just as long as we
dont scare them just as long as we dont disrupt their joyworld tear out your hair
we arrive to find SCENE
balconies line the buildings coil around the buildings maetallics snakes coil aorund
with sittings men around each up tp thes skyties devouring laugihng as parade goies by the whole structure supported by a single claw that lurches and digs deeper deeper into
earth a whole cup dug into the gulp lbakc bpicstup truck slides into hole and under the
claw LURCH the claw crushesd us fors whats seems likes yeashgas no sone seesing ups an
LURCHclaw beats uinto earth crushingss one of us a head slups ofvers into my lap the thumb
forefinger sized heavdwoudns sliding onto my erect cock disrupting the brains inside orgasm
immediates LURCH crlaws beeat down crush burn we creisy out our joy is bur ned beared means is speared by the bentssd door gutsr pouer onto floour beers explode car becomes more more
impacjeted roof caves in crusheing a head laughetr from above pours through the drain and
drools into ourt sewege wounds slathering tongues tin hairs spuirn forsm the seat tearing at
the woemans face when the smiling sun looks down on us and pulls us out with its giant yellow
warm palm and sets us in our sits last three of us all fatally wounded but alive horrid desperatin in our seats on teh metalicc steak banquet coiling around gluttonous buildings
we messily devour our food as night falls around people who laughs laopudly daysaysinh notshing
decipheralbele until my giant champagne glass CRYSTAAALLLLL bursts accidents and the table lurches , we bang and beat our platers andsas talbels samchsings everyintrhin beaitng it agaisnt
the table throuswing it onto the pareade when an itinerant angel floats down upturning our table and dumping us throwugh the nearest wingsdow CRAHSHERWSN intso a hotel room where we anxiously sit guzzling booze and smoking calling for mommy the happy sun is gone and the couches we sit on burn through our skin as we watch softcore porn then retire to gnojfs and aodhgda house burst tiredly through the doors into 47 cat smelling room naked i crawl with malformed boners that hearl wihtisan ohours on floors so the cats crawls all over ame and into oihfo and aiphrei mouths as they smile i crawl out the winodow edging down the phallic vein branch and hang untill the cats withdrawl their claws and sturmtumble into yarrd hangisng blodoo rushing to my head burstnigns it all bleedings togethers years and toils thousands aof years of blood anguish poured into that ever expanding expressway before me paved in the bones of infinite workers beate nsnr tod eath into the sand with work whiskey wages grub cralw back in and we lustilly devour eachothers gentilas sucking at eachothers wounds staraved fucking madly tearing apart the furniture flinging cats aside that dive onto our gyrattinsg torsos eareaching out of the mess occasionallytts to dial on therh phone for mommy or priuest ntils we dingfinsihed and sit in the backyard with our mouths open suckiling down beers andthe ahth that drip from the dtrees into our mouths and barbeque the bearded mans ass we saved from the car wreck
walking up the railroad in fireiyr green skies and leailves burstings slpoalrttatersing outr faces foreheads beatings against the treains and rainls the passing train crushes aihfio and aihpwee shattering them like weathered
glass bottles into dust i hang from the phallic branch to escape but the rushing by train slices throueshgt my sclaps tearing out my brains and dreams thatfal ll to the earth writhing rat fetuses some crushed by the trains wheels others devours ed by a possum dotted with plague, giant pissing pustules
walking up the railroad in the night
i bend over and place my head to the rail
i beat my head with a tiny hammer untill i chip most of my front teeth out
walking furthing my mouth ajar dripping blood
i bend over and place my head to the rail
slightly to the side beating my temple with the small hammer untill it bleeds
chipping my bicuspids out into the pebbles out of my head
and down to my bottom front teeth walking further
i bend over and place my head to the rail
jutting out my jaw to the cold unforgiving rail and beat the back of my head with
a hammer untill i chipp out all four of the teeth
walking further my mouth gaping ajar
i slice open the corners of my mouth and smile a gigantic bleeding
smile towards the blackgreen woods to no one to the raccoons
i bend over and place my head to the rail
and whack the spot of my head for a good long while untill
i chip out my molars that fall into the pebbles and stones at my feet
unable to open my mouth wide enough to chip out the furthest back of my molars
i pick up a handful of stones and shove them into my mouth
grinding my teeth into them as i walk in broken shoes
up the railways under peering streetlamps
blood falling out of the holes in my groans
grinding my teeth a good long while down to the nubs
untill i hawk out the stones and my chipped teeth
those i didnt swallow
into the pebbles at my feet and swallow the rest
i bend over and place my head to the rail
placing my open mouth over the rail
placing my chipped down broken teeth to the rail
drag my head down the rail
driving deep my teeth into the rail
dreaming i see sparks spurting from it grinding the chipped nubs
down to disingenuous slanted flats spurting from my bleeding gums
forward and onward a couple miles or so
stopping and glancing over my shoulder
proud or so of a full days work

 

kerouacs rotten ass

say what you will
im above you all
buddha keeps me in line
i dont need anything but old jack
i love my wife
im gonna be famous
im a great writer
i feel important
buddha god booze heroin
child porn
eat my shit
fuck your family
your all gonna die
yep, gonna die
your all gonna die
run your water
buy your eggs
clock your card
tell your lies
spank your kids
kiss your kids
watch your television
fuck that slime
you aint goin' nowhere but up my ass
your all gonna die yeah
dead dead dead
your all gonna have to bury
your own filthy fucking selves
your all gonna die
bury me now
im too tired to look for a reason to live another day
booze pussy ass cock blood torture mutilation food
cash art
a pile of steakbones ten stories high and a sea of blood
fill your bag full of wood and you pockets full of coins
fill your bag full of flesh and your pockets full of dirt
bury me in shit and stick it up my ass
ill see you underground when i finish this beer
and wipe the blood off the insides teeth
whiskey
your all gonna die
whiskey whiskey
goodbye bye
whiskey whiskey
your all gonna die

 

requiem for charles manson

hes got more wisdom truth suffering humanity poetry stuck on his asshole than any famous writer could possibly conceive with every life atom
he is more american than tom joad
he is abraham lincoln and john wilkes booth both at once
his eyes see truth
while your eyes see lies and fear
he should be listened to and respected
but his face should be forgotten
there should be a monument to him in washington DC
he is the reflection of us
he is a reflection of the lie we worship
and violate eachother with
saying BLAH BLAH BLAH he says more than two centuries of american poetry and lies
youve taken enough of his blood
more and more
he is your false children cut from trendy fame money american womb watching television to advert your gaze from the emaciated skull faces against your shiny window
he is the poor man who refused to eat your shit
he is jan valjean
charles manson is our dreams
sew his ashes like salt on our polymer garden

 

existential buddhism

a way of thought
the tao
jack kerouac
charles manson
mother theresa
a jar of worms
no afterlife
no higher power
only abandon of lifes and societies
false instilled values
candle fingered three arm dances
on wind shoulder ice roses
growing backwards into straw hats
verlaines absinthe bad poetry
rimbaud
flaws and imperfections
confusion pain nonsense indulgance deprival
no rules or regulations
classical music
gradual loss of everything that meant nothing
imagined dancing buddhas
are men playinf your eyes with
shit smelling roses
for another wedding funeral or hour

 

requiem for andy worhol

not an artist a business man
not a creator a destroyer
target practice
painted a soup can
you thought they all loved you
they loved what you had what you symbolized
money
they loved what you did for it
nothing
you should have filmed yourself reading duchamp
your life was elvis shooting a television
or a child dropping a stone in a lake
you are a god to dilettantes
there was nothing inside you but tomato soup
i guess thats the point
your so hip you make me want to molest children
your death was a newspaper
blowing across an empty street
on a muted television set
with a muddied reception

 

cack laughter

sloshing naked frothing
caged in
thrashing rolling regurgitating
sperm baked into rancid
brained walking plodding
greed shit fetuses
one lost here, one lost there
slicing chewing eachothers
faces ears slobbering cunts
drooling flaccid cocks and
bellowing assholes
rolling bathing in blood shit paste
sucking swallowing laughing
immitating grinning death masks
six inch fallation slavering filth
grubbing hungrilly gorging
on meat blood shit
slavering pissing rolling
flopping chewing humping
laughing rotting empty

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