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P1303 It's me

It's me, but I'm disfigured 

I'm no longer that bright shiny chap

A wispy emaciated reclusive spectre 

That's fallen through the cracks 

Maybe you can tell 

The faint painted smile 

A vestige of the artifice 

The once indispensable guile 

But I'm corroded, both inside and out

This is how I look now

A collage of smoky squiggles 

Concealing a furrowed brow

I was a shadow when I was alive 

I'm the same way now

The dioramas have reconfigured

And so has the slippery "now"

Time has stopped for me

I no longer participate in its passage 

The world doesn't move at all now

Sticky pain of impotent rage

In my broken reality 

Harsh shadows, pencil thin

Jagged edges, deceiving ladders 

Roads that go nowhere bend in

I've murdered me, my soul is dead 

Truth too harsh to confide

The hollow stares from empty sockets 

Are wistfully torn inside 

I cannot tell how I loved life

At times a romantic spell

I cannot tell what dreams I chased

Before the forlorn bell

But now I'm dead

I guess there's no going back

I'll haunt eternity till the end of time

Darkness drips on my neck

A black spider spins its black web

The threads are made of dark 

Trembling in the middle is my guilt 

My skin's now a hideous bark

I can't feel my skin when I touch 

I sit in this omniscient gloom

The hollow empty soulless echoes 

Portend the all pervading doom

There's no escape

The walls are caving in

I can't move, paralyzed

Quietly I give in

And drown in the silence of stopped time

I wonder how the non-existence will be

Perhaps a rebirth, I see an orange blob

A fire extinguish what was once me

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P1301 Constipation

I'm a little constipated 

The shit is fully formed 

Big boned hard logs

Mind deformed 

I can't squeeze hard

My sphincter feels weak 

I just meditate and pray 

Want god to come and tweak 

Wouldn't it be lovely 

If god used his index digit

Wiggle it in my asshole 

Drag out the offending shit 

Anyways if wishes were horses 

My shizzy would fly

This isn't the case at all

As introverted as they are shy

Impatiently I sit

Stretched anus, turd halfway out

Like a mockery of my birth

"Holy fuck" I shout

When especially in the mango season 

The shit is sticky and it clings

I scream unparliamentary verbs

And go hopping mad with springs

"Plop" is the sound I want to hear 

I'll be nice and kind to life 

I promise every god a good deed 

Every turd a wife

But nothing

I sit waiting 

No pressure 

I sing

Ring ring ring...

Plop 

I sing

Hooray 

P1300 Lu

This is Lu my kitty puss

Fond of being photographed with me

Scrambles on however she can

Every snap is she

Lu drinks milk the whole time

I get her cat's fish roll

She laps up every drop and dust

And even washes her own bowl 

I tuck her in at night

I've made a place for her to sit

She sleeps only few hours in the cattery 

She's so fast she flits 

She likes shrimps a lot

And you can tell that she does

She can smell one a mile away

Lu is my darling kitty puss

A fluffy sponge made of spring 

Lu likes to play with her juju friend

Often I find her stalking her own shadow 

Chasing her tail to no end

She speaks meow fluently now 

Every answer is a confident same 

Her purring is warm and pleasant 

Her face is on every frame

She's going to grow up to a cat

I can almost feel I'm with a star sometimes 

I think she's destined to a glamorous life

I can see those splendid times

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P1294 Flying fuck

I know your life hasn't amounted to much

Except for an erection here and there

Choose your fantasies well

Before you leave your decrepit lair

I don't like a flying fuck

I had warned you before 

These skies are mine 

Ruse another whore

Go fly where you're free to fly

Where I won't bother to go 

Go fly where it's safe to dream

Or just lie distinctly low

I see you're red with pressure 

Ejaculated some sperm too

Now you'll droop your power stoop

This sky won't be blue anymore 

If I was just your masochism 

I guess I'll vanish as well 

Too bad I didn't kill you

Too bad I could not dwell 

But if I ever catch you again 

When the imagination is mine

I'll fry your balls with olive oil

Sautéed with salt, pepper and wine

I'll ferment the grubby sperm

I'll skin the scrotal skin

Many recipes to try 

And drink your blood with gin

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P1291 Kin

I don't like critters 

Especially those that crawl 

I like antiseptic disinfectants

Used profusely in my hall

Call the exterminator 

I see a weird bug with teeth

I will faint and I will die

If someone doesn't clear this filth 

Squash it with grief 

It's exoskeleton is infirm

I'd vomit now if it's not gone 

I get sick with germs 

Will the gods not notice this

How dare they sleep at the wheel

Can I not have the dignity of diet

Will I have to make it a meal

It's too large for one gulp 

But I won't shred it into bits

I'll carve out the tender flesh 

I'll throw my vituperative fits

Yes you will feel my blind wrath

This is the end of your little loop

My puke will make you blind 

Will paralyze your legs like goop

And might I add I'll sing a shrill song

As the acid cleans your skin

I'll try to make it short and sweet

My short and sweet kin

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P1289 Moron

I'm a moron

I'm mostly sort of limp

Thoughts are very rare 

Work I always skimp 

I thought I'd have a life

But it didn't happen you see 

I stand where I stood years before

The stars have faded glee

But that's how it is I guess 

Not everyone has steam

A moron serves no useful purpose 

There are no ramps for him

Well enough talk 

Let me contract into my entrails 

Luck never shines on me

Everything I do always fails

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S7 500 miles

500 miles song

P1287 There's no water

Now what I do?

There's no water in this well

I walked ten miles in a saree 

You please go to hell

Hundred villages one  tubewell

Raped twice everyday 

Just to fetch water 

What can I say

India doesn't live in villages

She lives en route to a well

Loses her dignity twice per trip 

Nothing sir, more to tell

Shame shame dirty shame

Hope you die thirsty too

Nothing will please me more

You catch poison flu

Oh yes, arsenic in the water 

May your child be born a cripple

My two kids have cancer 

Today's putana's nipple

Yes this aquifer being drained 

An illegal bottling plant

The bottles stamped pure

I could go on a rant

But I won't 

Why should I

Please figure it out 

And 

DIE

P1286 Linger on

These are but imaginary monologues

Nothing have I to say to you

It's in passing that grief retrieves

Whatever I imagined as true 

A peaceful corner of my mind

Where your memories dwell 

The sweetest and fondest 

That my harried senses can tell

You painted my pathological bumbling 

With rainbow pastels from your mind

Tinted my monochrome sorrows when

With your eyes you smiled

Once a fix for my frail nerves 

I owe a lot to your sense

I wouldn't have survived at all

My miserable menacing fence

I'm sorry entropy happens to me a lot

My world's eternally upside-down 

I wish I had you, my cross-eyed "Pills"

But your feelings had long left the town

When the whole world's unkind 

When kindness is a worthless scruple 

Even memories of harshness 

Become fond and supple

But I'm broken beyond any fixing 

Alarm clocks playing hell's chime 

I'll be well past the spheres that matter

It's just a matter of time

I'm not that happy spirit anymore 

I'm so dead inside 

But few memories linger on

Offering their fantasy ride

And in one of these rides 

I'll succumb to the assurance and die

I want to feel preserved in your thoughts 

When the fire makes you cry

If the floating wafts of soot

Remind you of me

My heart was never for sale

And never will be

I was once and always did 

In my mind roam free

My feelings for you were pure

The unrequited fantasy tree

It'll perhaps never be said 

By a faker the way I said 

Or what I said or what I meant 

Will forever die when I am dead

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P1277 Ugly

I'm not good looking 

But I have teeth sharp like knife 

Footpath of the greener grass

Is where I live my unsatisfying life

But I have dreams 

Oh yes very lofty ones too

One where they don't cut your nose

Or eat you in a stew 

I want not to be a vampire 

An usual fanfare of the time

I did like the taste of my own blood 

But that wasn't a real crime 

Feckless friends are numerous 

Selfish statistically significant 

They say I'm manic when I panic

I can't breathe when I pant

I like clouds and rainbows 

I like the colors in the science 

It's hard to tell fantasy from fiction 

If your prism's not aligned 

I feel I'm a little dead

The way people behave around me

As if I'm not even here

As if they don't see 

I have many eyes

Each sees a different side of things

The world around us you see

Is what your senses bring 

Where was I

Oh the ugliness 

I'm sorry I exist

I'll die at the first convenience 

Don't you worry about it

P1276 Love's like a glove

My love's like a glove 

Except when it's really not

I've tried flavors of greeting cards

Soups with okra snot

Of course attacks are planned 

Snakes eat the trout

But when cornered I turn

Retreat into a rout

Relationships are like ovens

You can overcook your sperm

I'd like to stay away from quarrels 

Hideous and devious germs

The sunsets are less saturated 

Than artificially colored whiskey 

Scum has cum in it

I go berserk in a jiffy

Look at it this way

Lifestyle is always a horrible bitch 

You can't say which way is up

Without getting a stitch 

I'm sorry that I'm not sorry 

For everything I've not begun 

There are more insinuating 

Than can be reasonably done

But I'm not innocent 

I know my shit smears the wall

I'd like to take back things I've said

Except, it's too late to call

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P1271 Don't know what to do...

Just don't know what to do

I'm speechless most of the time

The world's lost its bearing 

Humanity is a crime 

I look inwards to introspect

My fences are all down

I've lost what it means to be me

I see a contorted clown 

Sometimes I see my face reflected 

On the glass with a happening screen 

My stupor is quite a contrast 

I'm a shadow of what I'd been

The past cuts like a knife 

Can't not remember it

Everything is fresh 

And vividly lit

Yesterdays that were good 

Are so painful now

What was pain then

Blotted out somehow

I've lost my bearing too

I'm often a confused mess

A miserablist sitting in a dark room

Gloomier and still darker - my stress 

My soul is dead, a spectre of the past 

I'm not sure how uphill normal is

My weaknesses are very clear

Don't think I'll survive this 

It isn't easily cured 

I feel it spreading like cancer 

A black sticky slime growing 

Tears the temporary answer 

I know it'll make it worse 

Make the self-hatred come alive 

I'll feel the gnawing claw

Tear me in bleeding five

It'll circle back to wishing death 

Or wishing I was never born

If I could silence the sorrow

Lessen the turmoil and scorn

That's it I can't stand it anymore 

What can I do to die

I don't want to live any longer 

I don't want to lie

P1270 What can I play

What can I play

So that people think I'm a god

I've already painted myself blue

With that weird flower pod

I'll have to pull this off

People around me are quite dumb 

I'll have to remember the bias

And keep them under my thumb

I'll use sleight of hand

Perspective will come handy too

Fools become more foolish 

When they don't have a clue

The village girls have nice breasts

Especially cute that radha girl

I'll make sure I'll hide behind the tree

See their insides unfurl

Or maybe I'll sneak behind 

And see her shit

I'm sure she'll be startled 

And have a fit

It's all Maya really 

It's all made up of quarks

Looking at the setting sun

An exultation of skylarks

But the girls are real

I like their private parts

They're going to that pond 

Where I make bubbles with farts

Twinkle twinkle little farts

How I wonder how to start

Up above the clouds so high

I'm me, myself and I

P1269 My balls have wings

My balls have wings 

They often fly

The ground is crowded 

I like my fantasies high

The pinkish tumescence 

Along with the clouds in the sky

Hanging loose hanging pretty 

Stars in my eye

Aerial survey comes handy 

Testicular vision is quite rare

No strangeness can stop me

And ambition stirs the air

Having such balls open doors 

More females bare their canines

I look at the blood in their gums

Can't trust these times

It's cooler in the stratosphere 

I like how ozone smells fishy

A man with flying manhood 

Almost a maharishi 

Or maybe a gigolo jiggling balls

Looking for a sugar momma type 

Liking older women is harder

But all stereotypes are hype 

I'm dizzy with pride

The balls have healthy hair

The scrotal bumps move

With female caress and care

Flapping the wings hard

I segue to an erection

An ephemeral climactic peak

And a monastic refractory abstention 

Then it restarts again 

Slightly unfamiliar skin

Momentary amnesia helps 

Avoid the next of kin

P1268 Holi with Radha Krishna

Run away radha

Or I'll use this color of shit

You know I'm the playful god

I can get away with it

This is the color of diarrhea 

I'm not saying if it's the original thing 

That's for you to figure out

I like it when you grin

Well anyway happy holi and all that

You know the usual drill

I'm happy you're posing with me

You make time easy to kill

I don't know what it is about you

I don't care about my wife

She's home minding her own

Blames herself for the strife 

But I'm Krishna and that's important 

I set the standards that stay

My eyes trained on those lovely glands

Accept my holi spray

I feel the love, bubble up in foam

Sorry that was just my drool 

I can't control the animal parts

Or stop them playing the fool

Oy my radiant love

I wish radiation was invented 

I could put a geiger next to you

Miracle documented 

It's such a terrible waste 

This beauty unsurpassed 

Let our union shake the world 

After this day has passed

The colors between our souls 

Are beyond the visible range 

Towards the infrared 

Things do get very strange 

Your innocence is in the ultraviolet 

I could get cancer you know

That's the reason my skin is blue 

I am only an afterglow

P1267 The Renaissance of Revenge

I'll take my revenge and wreak havoc 

I carry the festering scars

Sharpened my teeth and wits

A spectre waiting for the stars

I'm blind with infuriating rage

Bystanders beware 

A few stones will fly astray 

I've laid my worries bare

Every strand of hair is hot

Wrath in my shimmering fur

The gong  sounds a merciless knell 

"Wrong" screams a distant dulcimer 

It doesn't matter how

My enemies will surely die

They'll die a terrible disfiguring death 

No escape they can try

A little crystal ball gazing 

Tells me the time has come

The rivets coming loose and

Blood in their crummy gum

And there won't be a god

To save their lives or foreskin 

Rabid dogs of rage will slay their god

Them and all their kin

Let the streets be littered with gore

Decadent riotous lunacy reign

Only dream in their concussed head

Nightmarish and utterly vain 

They'll die many deaths 

One after the miserable other

Melting mind will be one concern 

Rotting limbs the futile other

Insects will eat their insides

Their insincere core now food

Every part in time will turn

Smithereens for general good

And then like all dust

Their dust will be rotten 

And in the last remembering 

Even their memory forgotten 

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P1262 Poor

The world's a hollow dream 

I do not exist in it I think

Or I do in the miserable role

Of a poor on dire brink

Can't afford a meal or smile 

A death in life at best

I drink water salted with time 

Impoverished ramshackle nest

Educated with expiration date

Knowledge never had a chance 

All I learnt, lessons in coping 

And accepting circumstance

I realize love at the disputed core

Barren and parched fissures of gloom

Guaranteed deceit and nothing more

Always the entirety of doom

I trudge alone a crusty broken loon

There's nothing I don't lack

The society's worries exclude me

All roads lead to a cul-de-sac

A damaged man in dusk

No wanderer feel curious to ask

Lives intersect only in need

Hurry a convenient mask

It's hard to express grief 

Words bitter with laden fury

I suffer the painful stabs

The sharpest shards of memory 

Circular orbits of misery 

Around a suffering soul

I empty the desire to exist

I want to live no more

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P1260 Gay

We are gay, we are gay

We are so fucking gay

The word means happy? Nay

It's all just really gay

We like assholes not cunts

I think you already know

We have fun with hairy dildos 

We like sucking slow

We are great to hang out

Never wall flowers 

We like to fist the ass

Yay to asshole powers 

We like balloons 

Bright colors are gay

We find pastels boring 

We always have a say

Straight is now the new crooked 

You gotta try being gay

You live only one full life 

Go on a date, what say?

P1259 Rage

I don't give a flying fuck

Don't you fucking see

My ass a grenade fucked in it

My heart on a fucking tree

I'm so fucking mad

That I could eat my fucking balls

By pulling the fucking pin

Bloody the nature fucking calls

Oy I'm red with fucking rage 

I could fuck an elephant now

Fuck the fucking word

I don't fucking know how

Fuck this shit

Fuckity fuck fuck

If it doesn't fucking rhyme 

You're out of fucking luck

You're all fucking assholes 

You know that fucking well

Fuck your mouth if I get a chance 

All to fucking hell

Because I fucking say so

Fuckity fuck fuck FUCKING hell

Don't you see my red fucking face

Fucking farted, get a good smell 

Die die fucking die

Ungrateful fucking not-so-few

You've ruined my fucking life

Now I'm so going to fuck you

P1258 Conspiratorial whisper

It's a conspiracy against you

But nothing fishy going on

Your food had poison in it

You'll be dead before long

Might want to take a dump

You could try to throw up too

A flavored sticky carcinogen

I use it with a glue 

It's radioactive,  pain is only fleeting 

You could start writing the will

You may very well be gone

Before you can think you're ill

Please don't say please 

You're destined to die

It's written in your horoscope 

No point in the cry

I'll take all your money 

Your wife will be mine too

A stiff becoming a spook

Nothing you can do

Do you feel weak?

Does the senses depart the skin?

Is your eyesight blurry?

Do you feel the poisoned pin?

Death is inevitable, so worry not 

Celebrate the dramatic end 

You can count on me you know 

I'm your best friend