Thursday, January 28, 2010

The Way Towards Inwards

The Way Towards Inwards

lack of hustling
reality, stuck on my forehead
publish all this in seaweed
happiness is in the sun
then what do you call it when
the purpose of life has changed
to duty
to drench
the place where no man lives is where
I want to live
is a tropical star
sprinkle and land
I couldn't feel the sands
she thought/I quit but
far from it
loneliness of a college girl
the purpose expands but
who knows
the way out inwards
I too, yes the machines
symbolize
a girls obsession, Mr Gringo
Stop the Jingles

who is nice, around that time
I went and fetched batteries and all that has
been beat
yo, you denied the artist
so you can be stuck like that for it
I said that it was going to corrupt everything
and it did
but no one listened
I got to say all this just to keep in
the thoughts bounce off the walls
to spark some mutual interest
murals and escapist resist all
of this at the same time
to plot twist persists
it's all in the name of marketing
~Johney, Mark has came up with something truely brilliant~
the love affairs grow
the waste you only know
the true sees it
but faked it
proceed with it
but who, and I do, and soon enough pressure bug
invades all aspects of creativity

it kills without a need
it switches the key
only loneliness spawns the evil verse
the curse torn in little remorse

who will do it, who will shoot
the heights and sacrifices
invisible eyes reveal
wholesome but still
double sighted outlandish
marking pens
who is this ask Ms. spears and her spells
continue, art sparks when
the emotions are flowing
it doesn't when it's stagnant
or with the wrong doings on the Internet
life in speculation
who wants to live it?
this mentality flourishes
the seas know, recedes yo
childish causes, the reaction begotten
no one, there to cure
the monsters rebel
in the mindset of the soldiers
awakening humanity has made it's match
it don't make no money mentality
stop blocking me
"greed in ego, super Sasian, only you got to change the meme! sure all has not."

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Fear and Regression

Fear and Regression

last words are cruel
spoon fed tears
I lie
cheat, realize in my own
wonder full deceit
every time I blink
the clean sleeves
eat me, inside
the reptilian monsters
invades the soul
the true ugly comes out
when she knows not to then
could have
regrets pass by
but my soul
spits new ones
it passes me by
the luring attraction
the commanders
the lost and the frost
brothers and them girls
Hemingway did all he could have done
inside he lies
my hair gets dyed
love and lure
I know what makes me happy

these days are all about loss
I fought no one, the blues spill
over to the corner
all the restrictions
time flys by
as if it didn't exist at all
inside a fun zone, inside the mimicry
the off shoots
I sold real for tokens
a little approval
people who get them selves down are always down
the power, the love
nothing exists in me
I bought every word from the master
I
stand alone
to nowhere
in Amelia's Comfort
I to exist to lie
and deceit everyday
like my mom
and the sun I shun
run away to glean in to with an extra set of eyes

love down, love down
the decimal system and everything in them
the screwer tasted so good
screw her
ass and fine wine
quiet time
don't zone off, no love parade!
I am me she says
inside her mind is the
white on white
mixed taboos
drink and Wynne
love parade
the only thing to do
I go insane
to thee
I write 100, just that much love poems
why aren't you happy
the boys dream
is torture
it's fatigued
get me out of this prison
of mud and dust
the sewage system
disintegrates