- Go back to vegetarian diet
- Ease up on caffeine (too twitchy)
- Stop with the random sweets
- Only wine it up
- Finish the books you start
- Stop thinking about saving the world
- Stop being angry at people for ignoring overwhelming world issues
- Drink more water
- More tai chi less neck cracking
- Don’t obsess about learning Everything
- Stop yelling at clouds
The day is my enemy
The night my slave
Wrap me tightly in dark circles
Hold me down in moonlit chains
Embracing chilled airs surrounding ensnaring slither slice my bodice as I writhe ecstatic ecstasy. Limp nips harden I suck in puffs of black misty wisps; rub my dimpling skin carress frozen limbs loverly. Awaken to night alive at night freer here and clear in mind’s eye. Clear clarity I am sentient slayer nightstalker wringing steely chains cling to the dark, kiss dark, fuck the night.
I walk, move languid, lingering luscious midnight ambles. Sleek in shadow cross weave and slide. Hunt for feeling, thirst for deadly dark fun frolic, focus whole being on sunless rhythms speaking talons and tongues in heightened senses earfuls. Run in night hard fast reckless. Hard fast freedom I belong forever in twilight enveloped in my twisted desires I stop resisting. Chained to pleasure the hedonist rushes headlong fast and exhales satisfied, full but not replete. More night, more danger, crave more sunless sights.
Darkness there. Nothing more.
Colors deep on shallow minds
‘Merica in da salvation
Mad nation blaming mild and maple neighbours
Norhherners bringing in too many foreigners
Brown skin, Allah kin syllogical to terrorism
Aphorism of the new Right millennium
A system or function of society to create a methodical organization of our wants and desires. Advertising and consumer psychology is a scientifically obscure manipulation of mind and behaviour.
Keep explaining, keep warning
Specific but lost ear on martyrdom
Feel so like mom so feel protection
Golly gee gallant son waiting
Keep the users off thee, off keys
Against melody, against decency
What is decent in recent society
Commercial society, user society
All about the leg up and me me prosperity
Baby cakes and toddler tantrums
Doldrum hold up, wanna spank em
Nordstrom, rich son
Paternalism from Twitter kingdom
It’s paranormal among paranoia
Thieving magpies squawking about quick hands and happy feet
Black birds choosy
counting crows with the different plumage
Hey, you like mozzarella sticks? Why don’t you get me some n you can watch eat it.
Let’s take that bad mood n make pinata of sadness.
Ain’t nothing like bourbon on a tit to make a soursop.
The effort people put in to make up for years of neglect, that’s the subtlety of human suffering.
Makes us humble sniffing in the dirt to find our past footprints.
Miles to go before we kill a metre.
People go three sheets to the wind n they got a blanket fort can’t last a fortnight.
If everyone picked each other up we wouldn’t have any downtrodden.
If you got a pretty clam call me the ghost in the shell.
I’d define myself as having the characteristics of a refined egg Mcmuffin.
Ya shine the light in the darkness ya just got a big distraction.
Ain’t nobody wanna see the truth when lies and deception are primetime.
World’s a peaceful green with oceans salty and birthing
I remember some age of beauty and being a kid just loving and watching
Hiking and spanning eyefuls of artful joyous
Wanna paint the world before the falling and dirt smearing
Ugly mess o’ black sludge and past men garbage
you do this to us and keep talking and smiling
We call BS
Fuck your capped teeth and groomed personality address
We got you, we see where you livin’
Another lying sack in a cul de sac reality
Abnormal freakish, dirty minds collate and regress
This society, this progressive youth blasting eye opening
Could of been jaded but seeing the light of these teens
Braver than corrupted and spineless politicos
Why not just evacuate and leave us to fix this mess
Could you stop
Could you leave ur position to make room for gutsy delinquents
Cause brawler kiddies got more tuffness and hutzpah than old white men in blue ties
Your time is over just leave with some respect
Too much to give you but we moderns just want respite without the judgement
Just go retire in some lodging of balsa and java wallpaper
How long we wait
How bad we feel for youngens hurting and suffering
for old boys not realizing the game is over and they’re free to leave
Mess the world but don’t keep it up
Fuck that daughter of your baseness and phony, crony, devilish matrimony