*|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

*|Womb of god|*

A new name on every day
means the freshest epitaphs
on the effigies of these graves

I CUT OPEN THE WOMB OF GOD
and found only
MYSELF

the only thing I ever truly devoured
was the space between my words
I spoke in the tongues of the bless/ed
and nourished the wounds it cost

there is always enough
and nothing is lost

*|Blood on my shoes|*

im skulkin around got blood on my shoes

got my neck in a noose with nothing to loose

soaking up sound

the hood and the bruise

paths that i choose

elements brewed

by alchemist crews

rocket caboosed cuz I guess

the less hootch ya use

you lose if not bruised

im gaining moons like

daylights coming too soon

slender shadows of the dunes

grow from midnights blooms

i cut right through

make my own room to move

alot of things dousing these days

lord knows i do

see the doom in the willow

the womb of the killer

the red eye fly by

tails light in the night sky

making like a bad suture

im pussing out this kitch

on an early departure

a lot of back slides

so im skitching man, dont bother

park the car your harbored jaw

crack like glass

i evaporate with the solvent

into atmospheric toxins

i been tripping for so long

im only sober when im on it

dont know which way is up

my mouth fillin with water

raining or flooding

or maybe it just in the air

like being in a sauna

a frozen heart now pardoned

a lot of waste no longer garbage

a longer face i no longer manage

a tainted trace

with grace i am vanished

with lakes out the palms

songs and psalms

from hands that yawn

that bend with dawn

and days be gone

and all that rum

and smoke be done

my kingdom come

and bell be rung

my queen from pawn

and rook to knight

to dead crown crawl

my presence slight

I pour and I storm

and I make light lightning

I mourn and I praise

like a stray mazes ending

I gaze and I haze

in a constant amazement

blessedly humbled

by a moments engagement

im up but im down

with a brokeness in the water

ill float cuz i know how to sink

i know my silence cuz i know how to speak

and i know at the peak the air thins out

gets hard to breathe

cant see for the clouds

cant hear for the shouts

but with these two hands

i can feel for the routes

to the islands in the skies

i am fed by their roots

i am bedded down on soft ground

and em branches be my roof

the earth is still my skin

see

here i am

the proof

ending as i began

nothing more

but nothing less

a balance point

of grace projected

i need only to embrace

the honesty of my reflection

let my inflection

bend my perception

so that i may see the inherent

beauty and perfection

of all life

especially my own

may i be given myself

so that i may give of myself

bless/ed be

as always

peace

Glass dogs kiss

Sure the whole lewd crew
spangles a new do
every new moon
we strung up the next dude
found wood box and rope
to name a few
these the tools we use
when we sent for you
we move in silence
like true blues
like calico a virus
a cause for pause
these paws are hands
without the thumbs
still the maw yawns
skeezy match a minus
a spec op behind us
rewind analysis
now watch this bitch
dont miss a glimpse
the way glass dogs kiss
in the flick of a wrist

muzzles muffle the store front
im on the register
minimize the sound
the light check the aperture
maximize our time
and space out our breathes
bank off my harbinger
curve in the cleft
make my way proper
to the ladder out back
and take like a match
once on the roof
i explode like a gas

this aint resisting arrest
them cuffs just stress
this aint no guess
which breast my chest crests
so im out this mess
but not the chess set

lucky so far
grab my crow bar
start up the ghost car
see that second bright star
been in my peripherals
since my sails done set
and running ever redder
since the blood been let

i hope that whatever way we go you go
not twice as far but just as equal
let go the clutch hold off the tenfold
fire in your punch
got the whole forest sold
trees ground into bricks
when tempers flare up
fingers gold licks
brush off the old dust
turn the lock til it clicks
dont wanna turn back the clock
cuz this is that shit
clean out the stocks
and stock up the tom-o's
out the pad in the cold
this chick talking
like she already my girl
but she on the product
and so's the household
been running this gambit
so long i cant stop it
if i was then the mansion
i am now the faucet
slow up the clogging
while i survey the damage

glass dogs kiss a mutt in the mix
shatter on the 12 and blitz in the 6
the 3 and the 9 dont exist at all
from a baller playing ball
to a brick in the wall
ill fall

break in the ribs
another screen to sieve
another toothbrush shiv
supplement wordy lips
the way that i sit
talks huge about my trip
by the way you stand
i can tell how you walk
ya stalking the shops
with that low lid gawk
waistline cocked
a bulge in the frock
a benji a block at least
las vegas buffets
a mock to our feast
check my chalet
tipping the valet
jabs that didnt pay
so i switched up my sway
smiling more often
welcome a new day
no nails in my coffin
at least not today
getting cash to play
super coffee sundays
a moment to appreciate
this time i aint leaving
man im here to stay

cuttlefish

i coulda been a cuttle fish
i coulda been anything in the air
on the land or in the sea
but i find between the spaces
of when im awake and when im asleep
through these same elements
it all comes back around to me
mindful of my prayers
the things i think and what i wish
i coulda been a cuttle fish
but im not
i am this

Some kind of sky

i fear that well pave the skies
replace the stars with miles of track lighting
that our kids will never see the sun rise
or hear the beauty of the crash of lightning
that once all the trees have died
it wont be no wars
but our own breath that were fighting
for


who will do the giving if we all cant stop taking
who will burn bright if we cant stop faking
who will be the might
of the inner peace and light
pierce the darkness of strife
of our own selves first
appreciate the life of all thats birthed
thats just about everything


open our eyes cup our hands and drink
thirst is just a state of mind i think
we take for ourselves cuz we scared
that there wont be enough to go around
but i found out when i first let go
there is always enough let this truth be told
that stuff wont fill the soul
bloody hands dont make a man bold
cold hard cash just makes the heart colder
open up to the dark hood strangers
let all life be touched by the light of yours
let the light of life heal your scars and your sores
let yourself be something it never been before
spread them wings and let us people soar


we a one world village
why can we not understand this
how can we keep on killing
when our real business is of the spirit
shut the mouths of the suits and buildings
hold up the truth of our elders lessons
old fables are still so relative
what are we but distant relatives

Something Has To Change

SOMETHING HAS TO CHANGE

something has to change so im changing my mind

smoothing out the kinks and riding their lines

finding inner peace with compassion to time

a bowed head in silence

the winds

making my cap twist til the sun hits my eyes

the trees the mountains the sky and my kind

blooming like a fountain

still being the rise

the waves at my back

and the light on my face

I think Im finally

finding my place

the people of the fires

the temples and spires

our magic conspires

and tethers together

the pieces meant to build

a stronger kind of shelter

roofless and wall-less

the spirits amongst us

only ever protected

no they never attacked us

just let nature be just

the path so instinctual

just be as it does

my life is my ritual

lawless as rhythm moves

the steps that I choose

stronger branches

deeper roots

prosperity starts in the mind

then the body finds its truth

this is what we thought

and talked about

this is the only move

it starts with an idea

then movements we move through

water earth wind and fire

you know how we do

ive heard you whisper prayers

you monks and you gangsters

victims and the slayers

all looking for answers

from the cradle to the elder

ill be whispering my own

give me pride give me honor

give me respect and strength

give me knowledge confidence

and a hope that remains

belief in my brothers

the healing power of laughter

creation from destruction

phoenix from disaster

a rose from our hands

and black sands by the water

give me an understanding

of the floods and the slaughter

the mud where we grow

lotus petals peel back

to let go the ego

let the good vibes stack

up like my old duplo

to where the oak tops go

where the frogs croak

crickets lay down the harm­­ony

where the glow stokes

thats where my peeps will be

and Im coming home yall

put your hands up

im coming home yall

my people bless up

im comin home yall

dont stress the quests

stay well dressed

and hope for the best

keep the snot off your shoes

and shoot for the moon

cuz its all in the sky man

yea its all in the sky

and were doin fine man

yea were almost there

when the winds just right

i cant stop soaring

second star to the right

and straight on til morning

'Cha Jah

i got a pair of headphones
wrapped around my throat
a 40 of colt in my throne
enemies bones
fillin my moat
sunshine and deer hides
make up my coat
gotta let my mind stream
lest the words clog up
and choke
gotta let the dark steam
settle in and soak
carve out my own boat
fuck the river styx
cant touch how i float
when i set to sail
all the winds blow
to my flow it goes
bitch no after life
no blood of the lamb
no horn of the goat
it goes
bitch no after life
no soul left to damn
no shadow to show
grab my own
neck tie and tow
rough a cut in my gut
pull a tranq up
out my waist line
and inject the rocket
divy up the explosives
drip a cranked chem
into em botched sockets
when i figs i got em solved
the quest sneaks around on me
synapses flash and then stop
until i am the solvent
in the cracks of the concrete


chemicals like me
they dont sleep
when it comes to cleansing
we dont cease
don a dope crease
a poets sleeves
wring out the dirt
soap and the bleach
this hurt deserved
no not in the least
but i play my part
i paint my piece
cut out the heart
blessed disease
pick off the scabs
pull out the darts
arteries squeeze
dont start with the please
weak in the knees
deaden the duck
and my 3rd eye sees
freedom is free
so stop fuckin paying for pain
flush all the cash
and let the song remain
let the beauty be the stain
let the splashs echo sustain


gimme that time
taken that slime
but i cant rewind
talkin lotta chimes
but wheres my kind
I shine like a dime
thank god Im blind
my mind my crimes
my army sides
my papers signed
and my helmets on
got a wrench hand strong
and I'm canines deep
nightengale's song
don't keep my peace
my tracks my spats
my lack of gats
bishop to flap jack
and he don't react
the smoke stack
blows back
concrete to skull cracks
bezentine to what
armor used to be
when weaponless is what
we should'a been
I'll stop minding my cup
your hip your hand your pack