P875 Always on the move
I've been thinking
It's so fucking sad
It's my ass I'm so mad
It's so hard to reach
So I get my asshole licked (I'm so rich)
Why use paper when you've willing tongue
Just tip them well, no harm done
Oh fuck the mouth who cares
Fat is what gets the stares
I'm so fat I can't see my dick
Use a mirror to see it flick
I'm too tight in a jumbo jet
I can't fit in the damn corvette
My mouth's always full of food
I don't chew any I swallow them good
My breathing labored I break into sweat
Now I've to reach out for another plate
I'm a traveling fat fuck
Nomadic always on the move
I love the airports and their booze
Love caffeine, fat, and sugar, I like to eat
I'm not good with sentimental shit
They tell me it's the smoking that kills
Not the drugs or synthetic pills
When I'm near, the sun will set
Not the horizon, behind my silhouette
But I feel content, I feel nice
I'll shit in your mouth, I love you guys
P874 I could tell you how
Do you wanna die
I could tell you how
If you wanna try
All you have to do
Is step into my world
My terrible lonely blue
I know what you think
You don't want pain
Just a deeper wink
What do you know you got a deal
You wouldn't know you have died
There's no tussle, no pain to feel
Just do this, arch your head real quick
And stick your tongue out like this
See the darkness strangle the wick
Listen to my raspy ice-cold hiss
Now you're here, now you're mine
Take that flesh off it's not needed now
No need for skin, hair or even that eyebrow
It's true enjoy the silence enjoy the blue
You are now far from shallow selfish friends
Cruel heartless pretend people sans a clue
Pretty faced well dressed ugly fiends
Feel the calm hear the quiet
All the noise has gone to nought
In this endless soulless night
All the battles have been fought
P870 The future of us
Layers and layers of mind
Our evolutionary behind
Not simple but quite hard
To understand that capricious lizard
When you think, there's many
Many minds, not just a few
They vote, and if there aren't any
The lizard decides for you
It's hard to tell who is what
An orchestra of shifting tunes
Many cooks in the kitchen hut
Simmering broth and frothy fumes
I like to think I am I
But that's a trick you know
So I'd like to fly like birds fly
And grow into a different flow
I want to have skin of light
Eyes that see beyond its limited sight
I want to think wide-eyed
Eat the carbon, breathe the oxide
If you think I'm mad
Just wait, just wait
There are things beyond our dreams
That'll reshape reality where more and more
Life's not going to be like before
P868
Grim and gloomy
Sad and loony
When I was alive
Now that I'm dead
People have said
I've gained the lost drive
Sure it sucks to lose
Skin color and flesh
I don't need that stale old blood
I suck it out fresh
Come, come my child
Let me take a frothy bite
I can't wait to feel the soul
And turn off your bloody light
P846 If I have thoughts
If I have thoughts
It's not thinking of me
If I have any issues, any at all
They are as unreal as reality tends to be
Hope is such a fuzzy spot
Funny blurry moving smear
On a stream of wet fear
Where thoughts are lost
If all my mind does is look
It doesn't always know where
Or how, or what it even means to look
Often a hollow inward stare
All the stray clouds of joy
Are always light and float away
It's the deep dark ominous wet
That hold their sway
The weather inside is as real
As anything anyone can find
Except it's hidden behind the eyes
Of this counterfeit blind
A person with dull faculties
Details endure, because they are still
When you see them clearer
They often sharpen screaming shrill
I just want to think my mind to numb
To wade through the spin of lies they've spun
Until I run out of reason and logic
Exhausted thoughts outrun
P845 You think I'm Ugly? Thank you 😊
I'm a ghost
At the most
Rock star horror
Skin on a ghost
Doesn't roast
Sweet dark terror
Ugly you say, oh well, can't hide
Wait when you see what's inside
I'll chew you with my bleeding gums
Screaming yummy corny yums
I was shot in the head, between the eyes
I like to eat the guts with flies and fries
The murderer is the usual suspect
I chop your liver with some insect
They called me mad
They were bad
Now, well, now, I am sad
Once I'm done
I shit your skin
Wear it on my bone
Drape it thin
Then I'll look pretty and nice
A new skin every day, my only vice
Don't be shy, don't you run
Or you can, I like some fun
You can't go very far when all air
Might as well now, it's only fair
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
-
The climate is changing. The world as we see it won't be like this forever. It's what you take for granted that you miss... -
I'm putin the permanent My balls are rather large That is why you have me As the ma... -
I asked the dog, my mental cog, Was off its usual bearing. That the heat has got, to all my thoughts, I was profusely perspiri...