Emerging from human abyss
Wide open like pupils of Moses on mushrooms,
Speaking with God
Showered with love
Then molded with the skill of a potter
To custom shape of perfection
A cat is beaten to a pulp
For wanting to know, and they stop
The mind that lusts to grow
Baby Pisa screams for support
For the chicken has not warmed its egg
And the egg rots. And the rotten gives birth again.
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Running for Miles from Doom in the Backyard
Mentally impaired indeed
Soaking up the story they fed you
Just like that light beer
Held in your sticky hand
Lose a trillion pounds this week
Canvas sacks of the Pope's bullshit
Dangling from the sun
And you sucked it right up with your Happy Meal straw
In the likeness of a pig
Soaring down the highway
Drunk as fuck off your own delusion
It's no fucking wonder
That when your concrete dick to the sky
Went limp like a billionaire in the sack
Who'da thunk your pride would be brought to the ground
By a man with no running water?
Soaking up the story they fed you
Just like that light beer
Held in your sticky hand
Lose a trillion pounds this week
Canvas sacks of the Pope's bullshit
Dangling from the sun
And you sucked it right up with your Happy Meal straw
In the likeness of a pig
Soaring down the highway
Drunk as fuck off your own delusion
It's no fucking wonder
That when your concrete dick to the sky
Went limp like a billionaire in the sack
Who'da thunk your pride would be brought to the ground
By a man with no running water?
A Generic Notion from the Skull of the Bridgeman
Improvised explosions of the full Home Depot stock
Fertilizer fertilizing streets with dead flesh
Rape from the sky for suburbia's gaping anus
Dispose of this whitebread fairy tale like an ear
Every picket fence turned to shrapnel
Slashing the neck of this serpent of the city
Sounds of terror wasted on lines of spotless homes
Everyone to the streets. Shatter this machine.
Fertilizer fertilizing streets with dead flesh
Rape from the sky for suburbia's gaping anus
Dispose of this whitebread fairy tale like an ear
Every picket fence turned to shrapnel
Slashing the neck of this serpent of the city
Sounds of terror wasted on lines of spotless homes
Everyone to the streets. Shatter this machine.
Sensations, or Lack Thereof
The forehead tingles and tickles
Thick smoke spews and ripples
In an instant, an invisible eye pries
The Universe let's itself in with a sigh
The boundary that is the self melts
And in the oneness everything will be felt
Thick smoke spews and ripples
In an instant, an invisible eye pries
The Universe let's itself in with a sigh
The boundary that is the self melts
And in the oneness everything will be felt
Friday, January 8, 2010
Learning to Utterly Destroy Me by Means of Obliterating Sanity
I've lost my self, and I don't want it back
'Cause when it's gone away I go completely mad.
Endless faith in possibility; prosperity, heart attack.
Mind and soul a part of the universe. Insanity ain't bad.
'Cause when it's gone away I go completely mad.
Endless faith in possibility; prosperity, heart attack.
Mind and soul a part of the universe. Insanity ain't bad.
Friday, January 1, 2010
God God God God God God God
God spiked the food of the Pope with thizz
And then spoke through him in his unholy manner
"Come, my children, and partake of the jizz"
Said the fuck with the hat as he waved the holy banner
And Rain came down
And it washed away the sins
And Christ was no more
For in the end, man wins
And then spoke through him in his unholy manner
"Come, my children, and partake of the jizz"
Said the fuck with the hat as he waved the holy banner
And Rain came down
And it washed away the sins
And Christ was no more
For in the end, man wins
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