*|I CANT BELIEVE HOW DARK IT IS|*

The next best things got me wishing til the morning
got me blissing on a mission thats goddamn boring
so im sharpening my teeth down to itty bitty points
to get a better grip on me nitty gritty joints
but the sweats got me multiplying skulls off my mandible
from tedious to occupado cannot handle all the cannibals
and i dont recall the motive
in fact not sure whats operating
acting on the instinct
of every single living thing
building femur steeples
and fermenting my elders bones
little bird pierced upon the eyes of cats
that joker make up aint no fool
ya look like bitch sticks but taste like rats
herding back the pins into the grenades offices
while the c4 keeps its cool
the minimized files are grinning wide and riotous

after the apocalypse
will come the silhouetting of my closed eyes
my hands separate from my palms
sunk deep inside my pocketses
wombing closed the softened blows
that sliver of white light
now extinguished

and i cant believe how dark it is

my fretting teeth cant take much more
this is what it looks like
when they slink off beyond the tree line
to curl up and die
another color opens up
blooming huge
a horizon slut
the entire spectrum deluge
wobbling the apostles strut
this jostle only momentary
prostrate proverb
spilling like a secretary
the pilgrims home will not be denied
his holy book slowly coned
to accept the pouring fluids
sloughing off the meat of his given title
without a name will surely fry
not a monk and not a druid
the torque began to squid
spelling out the ocean ink
across the 42nd fathom floor
the writing on the wall spat up
and melted off the torn cloth door

a shadowy figure
hell must have been em folk that sent it
i welcome in the devil
shipped six feet of rope to the daughter of the princess
let their fingers stretch like cork screws
as they try to lengthen time

they know
that this will never do

wolves can take piano shapes

napalm from the mournings dew

*|SEPIA|*

shes still out there you know
since that first dream
when you were fifteen
when she first told you
shes been listening since the beginning
in every time you close your eyes
in every time you open them
in that fluttering and slight space
between asleep and awake
in your fits and in your flails
shes in your wrists
and in your hips
she sparks like static
when you adjust your cap
she sings when you graze
your left foot against the concrete
and she she sings loudest
in that split second
when your right foot stomps
the skate kick to the ground
when you come to a stop
you can see her in everything
when you shut up
and speak
when you find that silence
that lasts long enough
that a single tear creeps its way out
from between the lack of sounds
when you lay naked and alone on the sheets
when you are conscious
of every square inch of skin on your body
all at once
when you hugged that massive
tree branch tightly enough
you could not tell where you ended
and the rest of gaia began

never be afraid

NEVER

Look what happens when the sun comes out

look what happens when the sun comes out
we turn our bellies to the shiny rays
gape and yawn and fill our mouths
our little furry hands we splay
stretching up towards the sky
the dewy beads evaporate
the warmth soaks in
the cold of the presvious night
is shaken off is slaked away
the ground awakes
the visibility of our breath evades
twisting the obfuscating angles
though as natural in the dark it be
omnipresent our direction
we permeate this concrete jungle
and its halogenic canopy
what could we be
through the fog and steam
and sharp wide seams between the trees
we seem to see so much diffently
take the occuslither
kaleidascoping forest filter
as a part of our tetrachromacy
everything thats to be seen
we see
sub ceiling
sub base
sub terra
sub nature
rub our grippy little fingers tips along the bark
the core experiences touch like the skin can sense the heart
synapses flash like the furs own fire spark
miselium communicates in time with the pinching birth of stars
sub base core word crown
we gather up the simple elements that draw us near to propogate
a single dimension we could not possibly
alone through walk
PROLIFERATE

ITS TIME, LETS EAT

i broke through the floorboards beneath my bed
and i ate the fucking shadows
transplanted planks into forearms
and diary hinges for my elbows
now im scratching mystic channel speech
an inch deep into the drywall
the pure white lights creeping through
and im fearing for my dark soul
fearing for the locked jaws
i got bottled in the basement of my hostel
sure the bitch is vacant
but i got too much invested in my vagrancy
and im just straight scared of change
and the possibility of healing
feels like the shrapnel done over grown me
heating up i cant help but conduct
id bounce out the back
but it bright as the front
with a shine slipping cross the ceiling
on one knee im melting
and sparking at the seams
screaming this shedll be my grave
little did i know how easily
the coffin inward staved

im carving off the angles
and im roundin out my house
im pissing on the fires
in the eyes of all my ghosts
all the metal all the wolves
likened to whats biting me
the darks been costing
while little did i know
the fight of the light
from the lightnings free

its time
lets eat

prying picket fences
from the sheds shotty teeth

its time
lets eat

when i hoist that stake
its drips got weight
and the sustenance is changing me

light beams split the sky like a mantra
and i and i parted ways
our columns and rows
paths of steam and those that froze
dissipated in a haze
that lingered on into the ages
while the scribble dilates
the blind scribes still turning pages
coughing up the ink and well
leaving prints and proof
blew away like smoke
and we choking on the documents
the mutes the mountain
the tongues aint the foggiest
strug up by the atlas
and drooling out like fountains
cooling down the engines
snuffing out the hatchets
breach the frame
and take the balance on from both sides
float
now capsize
explode
reside
limber up this flood of limbs
get a grip a scythe

its time
lets eat...

*|Smokin crows|*

smokin with three crows
plucked fr(ohm) a branch
and dropped at my feet
communication
with me in between
left channel right channel
the caws (cause) response
pause like a shadow
minutes linger
into the next moment lost

infinity

can be a verb

*|Wood cutter|*

I been carving this piece
since the pen broke open
the ink said speak
and hence forth I've been for
but after the spoken
I've been spoken for
by my wordy heart
years before I was ever toking
years before the bayonets
before my kingdoms fallen out come
before I ever knew what it meant to truly love this art
even then
I wrote
I said things to see if I believed them when I heard them spoke
I met myself king and victim
fire works and sparks and the teeming of the doldrum
I covered ground yall cant find
I soaked out sounds smothered by the mines
I croaked like a frog and rose like the phoenix
emerged from the fog and dealt with my fiendings
submerged my hand in the shadows
felt the black sands grievance
put the pen to the page
to scrawl out the demons
let em say what they say
watch em die like the seasons
go out like our girl kate L
she lost her legs to the smoke
our boy R.A. got that lump in his dome
my man james brown scorched his hands for this house
my sis meg anne X number of years and she free from the sauce
my girl lil fayce smoked rock without knowing it
now she living on a farm and her beauty is smoldering
Quest FiRiel Poeta and Cryx
I'm going down to come back up
turn my kicks into gold from the bricks in the wall
from out in these sticks I can feel yall roar
and we in this for sure we play like a mix
cotton candy and gore
nix the kids these our tryx
we pissing pretty and getting ours
like pussy galore and james bond
but if I'm getting raw I'll wait for you Tilts
my hands is cupped for you whenever
we've destructed now let's build...

|Blitz squid crash|*

guns that twitch make the blitz squid crash
rush the whole crowd make their trigger fingers do the slashing
do the slush thing til the sun ring dudette do what you want to
cuz im on you like the antarctic equator snowmobile dash dew /
anyway revvin' da sleigh
tectonic plates shift to find balance on any date
tech
t-rex test
text
i bring the sideways and you bring the slay
never taking sedatives cuz we hungry for the beauty of the pain...

im all the puff what with my anterior helix.
i look like a chipmunk from one angle only
2d platformer my other half thin and lonely
duncha know a half breed between alvin and felix
the techno of today and the third eye of the arctic sphinx
the penguins shy away while the narwhales always up for a boning
the pyramids spun into coning
earth'd look like a cube if it ever stopped rotating