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Drugs are bad mkay

Heartless not hopeless, the state of the world Reduce, recompartmentalize, free thought will unfurl Surreal the appeal to a more powerful tendency As if strongmen counterweight wreckless propensity   A shivering thought, a vanishing plot Arranging derangement the way we’ve been taught Not tautological, more epistemological Sought fame and found pain, the fragments are comical Reverse the illogic, conversely we fought it Grasping at straws of the flaws of those who can stop it Instead we unhinge, pull up Netflix and binge The prospect of pleasure a deadly syringe

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Humanity last straw, a bed for stray dogs Sheltered discomfort from rain, skeet and fog Pile in again and ride to the end Acknowledge no one, these folks aren’t your friends Pretend we’re so civil, know no equital Life hard? Raise your guard, ignore human drivel Release from the rivalry, what more could survival be? My friend, in the end, we all die so violently

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and the pursuit of happiness

Complexity of ecstasy chosen so selectively Recipe for destiny eradicates hegemony Simplify thought that ought balance out Presidency No precedent for pacifists, we genocide so effortlessly Bones are there, the folks aware, the throne is scared The hope, the fear, smoke and mirror Distill the terror to kill the barrier Have the courtesy to murder her before you bury her The hatchet, at that - liberty’s lost Millions melt - a trivial cost

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beginning the end?

Melancholy of human folly What disdain drips out with those words If we’ve hit the peak of human existence Humanity itself is absurd Unperturbed pacifying cycles The pounding rhythm of glut Recycle, distill and then stifle The system itself is the slut  

So simplistic to be bought in Win against an impossible race Distinction is false aspiration In the end we all fall from grace Displace and bury aspiration Asphyxiate on respiratory blather Once we aimed farther at fatherhood These days we don’t even bother

Escape the mundane and seize your own sanity The truth is aloof but raise your humanity Profinity, please My good old lord Jeez Bring the whole fickle world and mankind to its knees

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Not the same

Insane what I'm saying, the game’s in my mind Without pain there's no gaining only draining of time Disdaining the prophet, reaching for profit Know that I gotta flow, in the end it’s just all shit Why try, why not cripple and die Why speak from the mountain peak when you can't reach the sky to fly Cause I can't fold, burn life like a candle Scream as I flow downstream, all these dreams I can't handle Head full of projects, a blink and their lost Fools hoarding objects, don’t think bout the cost Project what I oughta be, flow like an oddity Reject the status quo, ta show I’m not a commodity

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Speaker for the Dead

Speaking through the veil Body pale but to no avail Choking I approach the gates of hell Oh is that for real Fate of soul sealed, no appeal Lost to late to yield Seeking never reaching only screeching through elysian field Houyaaaa (gasping breath) Last breath is drawn and gone Living will and testament bleeding a through song So many mistakes, disgrace replaced by hatred Overcoming what it takes, he break the law so sacred

Before me stands a form, blurry pouring in a storm Pouring tears of a scared child, past conforming to the norm "Transform, you swore you'd never, you're better and more clever" The pain inside, it stays alive, I won't be poor forever "Whatever you said never, then went to join the banks The assholes putting slaves in graves you chose to join their ranks" Better show thanks sometime the money that I makes just fine The child smiled for a while and vanished from my vacant mind

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For all the time we had to share And everything that went amise Wishing you could still be here Instead I stare to the abyss

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Daydream (Pluto)

Author's Note: originally song lyrics that read decently as a poem.

nightmares while waking, my mind’s so vacant strolling through life, times is escaping grasping at straws which resembled control looking for souls with whom to grow old eyes to the sky, stare death in it’s face life of an angel past fallen from grace snapped out the world in blink of an eye friendships pass by but I never ask why til I try to rewind time, everything’s fine still know in my mind what I’m trying to find is lost and exhausted, all options are nonsense pour out my heart all i’m finding is monsters constantly contemplatin’ work of Satan no debatin’  through life it’s percolating search for satiation in a nation of greed money, fame all we need to succeed almost agreed to the false and egregious simple to see, conformation is weakness teach and preach this truth to the youth falls on deaf ears what the fuck is the use

reality is, when we look to the stars we’ll dream and wish you were just behind bars squinting at mars or reaching past saturn studying space rotating in patterns one planet is missing, experts pronounced dead I’ve seen and I’ve heard it, don’t believe what they said deep down inside, I know that it’s true tho sleep, doubt, deny, it won’t bring back pluto

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Algorithmic dynamic anguish machine

Soften thoughts often through rampant abuse Soliloquise utter demise lies disguised as truth Surprise comprised of subtle sighs denies a proof of youth Couplets, triplets, who gives a shit, why rhymes define obtuse

Foreign fallacious tendencies Punditcy redundancies Will subtleties of lovers please Ceed to bees and seas of trees

Algorithmic recursion Dynamic dispersion Anguish language Machine or person

Winding roads of hare and toad Aligning friends with never foes To goad and go combine the minds Defining lines distinct in time

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I don’t have a title for this one I don’t even know what to write But I said I would write a poem a day to provoke some most potent thought So here we are

This is not thought provoking It exists for my own amusement Which begs the question Whose thoughts am I supposed to provoke?

What is a question without punctuation An unclear statement An unclear statement? What is a question without punctuation

What does it mean to influence others Who will meet you halfway To make meaning out of nonsense Or simply dismiss this and raise a pissed fist

I don’t have a title for this one I need not and shall not and won’t So seems that the world will miss one A poem that no one will quote

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#How to be a dick

<? thought     for each (human):         if ( $known == true):             if( $like != false) {                 greet();             } else {                  ignore();             }          else if ( $gender == ‘female’ && $hot >= 7){             try {                 meet();             } catch (Exception $boyfriend) {                 smile();             } finally {                 sigh();             }         } else {             ignore();         };     endeach; ?> //who the fuck comes up with this shit?

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Twosome

There’s a musical magical moment when you know. Connection can spark from the most unforeseen places. Whether it’s first eye contact. First touch. First Kiss. Or drunkenly banging the first night you meet.

In the specific case which bred this beautiful bewildered embellishment I knew before we’d ever met. When I heard her name from a friend on the phone.

“That’s a risk I’m willing to take”

And without my own consent I took the plunge. Those first few weeks of ecstatic addiction are unparalleled. When a certain someone lodges themselves deep within your thoughts and you are unwilling or incapable of removing them.

I’m told once you wrote letters, now we just text. Once you courted, wined and dined for months or years and waited until marriage to consummate the fate. Now all it takes is a six pack and a bottle of cheap wine.

So we’ve streamlined the process. Not unreasonable for the ADHD generation. Some say we’re destroying and replacing ethical behavior with...whatever it is we do now. And they aren’t wrong. Although your classical ethical paradigm is certainly subjective and more than minorly flawed.

Return to the starstruck fortnight. Before talk about relationships or commitment. When it’s simply fun for the sake of being fun and you find yourself in each other’s arms because there isn’t anywhere else in the world you’d rather go.

Before you start poking around in dirty dark closets full of enough corpses to overflow a tomb. Because trust me, they are there. You’ll find them if you stick around.

And that’s what I’ve never been good at. I’ll do it I’m sure you have too but it’s not my...forte.

When you aren’t careful you make a commitment out of complacency when it feels easy and safe and comfortable. That’s a red flag. A time to rethink. Ask yourself, what am I doing here and why?

Yet it’s impossible to ignore the appeal of another body next to you at night when nothing else matters and you’re entranced in a state of blissful limbo.

But it can’t last. And that’s the crux of the issue. The impermanence of a good thing. How relationships mutate and evolve. How lives can suddenly intertwine and how what came from nothing can again be nothing in the blink of an eye. Even as the roots begin to grow. Until you gaze in the mirror and realize those shaky uncertain eyes are as fleeting and lost as the ones within your mind when you lay awake at night.

I’ve never been good at commitment. I’ve never known what I want. I’ve never felt the need to make a choice when the absence of a choice becomes the choice itself. And therein lays a fault. Perhaps it’s a problem you share or perhaps you are a go-getter of whom I deeply envy restless with status quo and ever evolving.

Comfort is uncomfortable. ..to some.

Twosome.

To someone I barely know but feel like I’ve known for years.

To somehow escape my minds iron bars, protecting dangerous emotions deep within.

To somewhere sacred, with no lies or tears, where it’s safe to embrace your inner fears.

To someone who sees and feels the sin but continues to let me in.