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CONVEYOR BELTS
we built six cities to fill two holes
commit to displacement and shock fixed goals
return to anointment and kiss sick crowns
your twitter disappointment, yr ups and downs
the block of shrugs, the text that wounds
the sun thats scared by the mystery of moons
each corner waits, it must know flesh
when corpse rolls in we'll reassess
a body flops, a mourner moans
we'll eat the flesh and wear the bones
if thorns grow heat we'll all bleed up
defeat your meat and clutch your cup
the thought of wine can lead to warmth
if baby's blue, ye must abort
to spare pure soul the pain of life
if suction fails, pass cleaner knife
so tell me now why you fear fire
you sold your beach when god retired
the common buzz of body thrills
your climax caused four oil spills
from kitten skulls you smoked your crack
you shot your white while seals drink black
turn up the heat, let glaciers melt
your pleasures on conveyor belts
so pop the top and clink with glass
and steal your smile from virgin ass
then off to hell, you'll see red sand
and follow barked insane demands
your path will lead from start to stop
to watch a farmer lose his crops
and laugh because your friends eat well
the more you steal the more you sell
you have to kill for dollar bills
in babies' blood stir crushedup pills
to rip a spine from someone ill
it takes eight lives to gain these skills
so wait for wave from wheelchair witch
she must have power, still this rich
the worlds she builds all turn to dust
but cameras don't show ugly rust
there's no more 'in' there's only 'out'
you'll rarely hear a word of doubt
a list devised by someone had
rejection makes an outcast mad
it's only fun to milk a grudge
the party's peak is rarely judged
but boredom makes the wall so clear
to still throw down when limits near
EVERY STUFFED GARFIELD
i scratched the glass to hear the sound
and every stuffed garfield frowned
if whiskers are like triggers
then the window can't come down
the palace i'd heard tales of once
had no knights with my flag
before fishing in a sewer
look for wounds in every leg
the spot to sit alone and have
a private picnic sank
every rice bowl full of ladybugs
and acid in each steak
and so i turned to portions
who i knew none could control
if their weight was mass perception
then starvation was my goal
and when i'd learned their bones could break
no calcium was key
i made a bath with broken milk
and healed sick kings for free
the crown had been commissioned
and they said i'd meet fond frogs
so i spoke at length of lilypads
to fake robotic dogs
the scrolls i'd seen unwind at length
when poison ate my mind
had tended toward the biblical
none count the lies i'd find
and if this means my brain is bland
my body props me up
the quake escapes beneath the land
my friend our time's been bumped
attending class i could not do
as no school liked my tests
i burnt a book in effigy
i guess you know the rest
to teach yourself will lead to war
that knowledge has no friends
so post your potent metaphors
write message please don't send
our inboxes are full of plots
we follow assigned strand
and the twists of our connections
our reward for filled demands
the toys you talk about at times
do not exist in cars
you never even touched one
keep your distance from out stars
we traded out their range for short
the length you knew is gone
if you talk to them of distance
they'll not want to mow your lawn
so serve your nervous spirit guide
you're headed towards the prize
when you find that glowing chest you'd sought
it's empty, act surprised
besides we're toads, fool, frogs are fags
they no longer exist
to buy the myth of finding one
means fixate on your wrist
we like disease it drives our minds
we only want one thing
to laugh at clever kitten
when it paws projected string
bat the string, kittie!
bat! bat!
it's funny cause it's not real
maybe he likes to play
ASTERISK (excerpt)
steroid sluggers never make it off the bench to cooperstown
baseball woodstock wanted showers
me and several of my favorite athletes in their vintage prime
blur them out directorial power
my lab is liberated and my isotopes are all at large
ungrateful compounds hate their maker
hate to see my favorites not themselves because they're watered down
thrown into a faulty shaker
why defer to imitations of experiments i've done before
fond of the chemicals not of the usage
if i say you're special does that mean i that too lie on cue
know the power of the shoesize
situated in a steady stream of static caustic sludge
waiting for a flood or fanmail
borrowed beings ushered in expecting me to bow or budge
they've got friends connected to grail
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i hope you know your fabled cookies won't survive
the crumbs of joy you choked down wont go home to wives
each chocolate chip they housed has colors that look bleached
to take a trip from sugar slacks to scones impeached
inside the box you'll find a recipe for dirt
please replicate the taste of that rape victim's skirt
her panties taste a tad of apple juice that's dried
we will not rest until each predator has fried
once at the feast it's up to you to toe the line
if you lack courage fork yen out for more boxed wine
and if the cup you've known had dennys on the mind
to smoke with gothic friends is quite the seamless bind
your menu reads like a brochure by blameless bards
it might remind you you have arbys in your yard
if r&b gets you approved by yenta youth
promote your whistle till you have poledancing proof
OR FRAME THE FRISBEE that you found in someone's fist
and publicize their plastic till the owner's pissed
because the hippies all quit tripping when it flew
who dared convert this prestige to their line of shoes
and on the beach they dug a tunnel for spare drugs
i fetishized their freedom and their wealth of hugs
should you bring straws you one day find the paper ripped
a record of wild times at parties you both skipped
she rarely speaks so on her behalf i must whine
it must be thankless to metabolize for swine
you take their food and turn it to ideas they'll eat
they feel the pipes fill when they make a myth of meat
so she begrudgingly puts down her hostile spikes
and hopes they get his latest tirade on closed mics
we knew when planning that our labors can't be found
at least we get the stars when they can't fake their sound
so let's hold tall to uncanned voiceless snakes
we walk towards unknown prisons we can't take
and follow up the promise of new chips
to take a ride through lines of teeming ships
so let's hold hands beneath a towering tree
the lights add up to factors made of threes
and all salute the schisms that shield tanks
the triads of a dragon whose flame sank
when shame feels need it lingers on the strap
a pulse accrues in boxes for true tap
the blinking sign that sailors followed once
has no more meaning for the sleuth's deaf hunch
a magnifying glass can shed white soul
a pistol in your hands some aunt just stole
take out the scraps of paper that you've loved
a picture's worse a thousand bouts and shoves
there's talk of warriors who now can cure coal
they black their face with ashes they unroll
their image ripped from dripping pipes of paste
they hold themselves together crying waste
so fold the future to the fables of a fly
a rack on dish denotes it wants to dry
just like a fishstick it wants one more try
because of bread it lost its option to know sky
three took too long so now we won't get four
that's loss of liberty for my patriots to score
to take a bath in pleas from plaintive gimps
you'll have to ponder thoughts on pretzels from poor pimps
we made some money with the promise of less ads
it was invested in dilution of dead fads
so take your secretary to the pub in minks
a condom on the sly can lead to kinky winks
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