Literati Hotties

The Dow is up
And life is good
Ain't no niggers
In my neighborhood

Ah you guys seem a litte too intense. I don't write as often as I would like to so chances are I will quickly no longer be here, but...

Bite your tongue
Let the blood flow over your lips
Do not sing the song they have sung
Keep your silence as defience runs down your chin and drips
Like the blood run from those who seek to enslave you
Do not let them tell you that you are wrong
Sing the words that you know to be ture
Sing your own song

you'll never know how the images have haunted me
you'll never know how much they hurt me to see
you'll never know how far I've fallen
you'll never know how close my demons circle within
you'll never know what you've done
you'll never know how far I've come
you'll never know that I feel so dead
you'll never know what is going on in my head
you'll never know that I'm a fish out of water
you'll never know that I'm the lamb you've sent to the slaughter
you'll never know the things I've had to deny
you'll never know how hard I had to try
you'll never know what I've wanted to do
you'll never know what I've lost because of you
you'll never know why
you'll never know that I wanted to die
you'll never know what surfaces when I try to sleep at night
you'll never know the wrongs I can't set right
you'll never know

I would do the LJ cut thing but I don't know how, if someone would be willing to fill me in...it would be appericated.

out of focus
help with your focus
When you think about it--

the virgin will spend some of the day in the water
even if there are crabs
and my evil twin

when i have regrets i'm at the bar
the oxygen bar

i'm concentrated with regrets
know thyself but i want to know two people
the scales of karma will turn tears into
a new designer drug

the archer wanted to bring him home
but kill with bare hands
i said
love with your bare hands
in the light
out of focus

ram a new designer drug to test market the virgin
fully know thyself what a load of bullshite

my evil twin
will love with your bear heart carrier

the water can drown you and overwhelm you
everything is larger than it appears
out of focus

got a sting of the scorpion
the morning blend
the coffee wasn't that strong
so i ate my evil twin

an appetite for the supernatural
an unsolvable mystery
the fish can eat a lion
robert stack once affirm
godet! godet! godet!

we're not that far from reality
the sanctity of
your hellish vision
of humanity

who's a sinner that's tolerant
theocracy should take the final leap

highly likely and highly moral
DC bathed in kerosene

we'll codify the violence for children

orthodoxy bit by proxy
didn't feel love
but she said he had an oxy

vatican converted into a slaughterhouse
because it's a "moral duty"

highly likely and highly moral
DC bathed in kerosene

the laws are on the books and i'm running
out of toilet paper

excuse me while i fold the freeway in half
take a bath in smog and asphalt
inhale a broth of age
and hair that's falling out
excuse me while i do it the old fashioned way

repulse me as you clean the bidet with your toothbrush
and your teeth
shave off bits of my skin
with your foreboding words of rot, reek
fold the freeway in half the rage, half the time

abuse me as i were the last option
the last starfighter
the last underdog boxer
you got a fork in the road
and we know who's tossing the salad

pardon me as i run you over
from a memory
pardon me as i wipe this slate clean
it will take long
but i've got a big heart and a bigger bucket of soap
drop it and i'll fucking laugh
instead of gloat
drop it and i'll fucking cry
instead of gloat
love it
but i have to lie
instead of gloat

i had a reason and an answer once
i had a decision and a fault at once
but now we're on a different line
now we're doing different times, different lines
blinding the able with flashing lights

"mirrors that don't break"

mirrors that don't break
give pulmonary help
with glucose
goat's head
dna trade day was a mime's parade

mirrors that don't break
Urethra
won't ache

i put the patent out for the seals
then shave the formula in the trees
i got the electrolytes on standby
a priest's pager and a case of breath mints

mirrors that don't brake
looks like the turtle will even place

for the artery we are having a party
sending it home with bags of strychnine

walking distance might make us all pissed
but i'll sell your smile
and bottle your kiss
on mirrors that don't brake

DOLE AND ETA
mirrors that don't break

V.E.C.
HEH!
mirrors that don't break

WILL I DROP SILL CREW?
on mirrors that don't break

IBLE
mirrors that don't break
mirrors that don't break
mirrors that don't break

"mr. witless"

mr. witless
we came to give you crowd protection
under the good will
of those unseated

mr. witless
we got to get you away from
the society ones, Now!
mr. witless
the pentagram you were is a gram above a share

mt. witless
got you by a short curly hair trigger
and i figure
that the eights will feel like weights

missus witless
god's got the door
and he's hiding behind your tongue
when you're ready
to leash the pigs from the sky

mother witless
wasn't breast fed now all her kids
are tit-less
we were raised to drink radiation
from a can of carbonation

father witless
mr. your son
got honorable mention
and how we witness
for our own seclusion

mr. witless got the black hand
mr. witless got the sealed plan
you can't see it
but you wouldn't need to

mr. witless
all of our lives are in (parentheses)
and now the fan hits
works like it did before the caveman

http://sfgate.com/columnists/morfo…

social Darwinism
can i put some sort
of take-out order

on you

elephants & jack-asses
all look the same
on the last day i got stoned
i told wold blitzer
almost everything
(but you'll have to pay a pretty penny for the hardback)

if Mohammed were a wrestler
he'd be Mohammed the Mangler

that's M for masturbation
O for get an original idea

H as in hysterical heretic

A is for the asshole
[i can't understand you]

that's M for Masochistic, M to murder
my children

everyday it's Ok with me

because D is for the dawn

&we've been doing it long before you

i tried to make amends
with the first person
who i thought i was in love with

i wrote a letter in first person
it was a mess
but my lungs got the best of the
rough drafts

& all that kills me is the pain
of modern medicine

the only thing that kills me
is what the FDA lets in

to the house
to stay on the couch
& eat all the food

Mozarella is stella
for mechanics on holiday
this goes out to all our uncles
because in the terrible end (the end)
we're all

be all
end all
the all fucking cousins

I told Mr. Blitzer
while I was on the shitter
(on the last day I got stoned)

what you need live feed
for the battle of small talk
chitter chatter
(on the last day i got stoned)

if you want to be proud & stand tall
be called an American
be called a fool
(on the last day i got stoned)

tell Gandhi
he's a fag pussy cunt
he must punt
for the visiting team
(on the last day i got stoned)

give peace a chance-well,
we tried & we did
we lied & we bid
we fried & we hid
we warned all of our friends
we warned all of our friends

& said fuck all to our neighbors
we never knew you anyway
(on the last day i got stoned)

California dreaming
I'm thinking
& I'm also forgetting
(on the last day i got stoned)

saw a flash
or thought
that maybe I can't think
too hard

or,
I'll see a flash

(on the last day i got stoned)

fuck the drought
fuck the drought
& bring on the imports!

(on the last day i got stoned)