today's gone quick

here's a heed, a shoutout without thiumph

a cry without a hump, skip or fallout

nor anthem, tradition neither.

so easy to slip in without getting what we want

a true nail bitter to bet on the winning team

whilst everyone looks up to the off chance the underdog

overperforms, comes clutch if only the Empire wasn't aflame

seeing I am an animal do I dare drum my chest and roar alike

to a one step, two step carnivore. to devour my lunch all at once. Gulp

is this sudden gravity pull divine intervention?

or a magical spell singing back to reality

in this garden we are but mere seeds

or so this orbit ought to be a blessing of the stars

a lesson learnt a sun daze

hearts beating as we carry on

hangman oh hangman

for what orders do we execute the chosen

what determines who scars and who scatters

what sense be to be left wondering

let this distance be a cosmic drive

this disease is not an infected it's a parasite

a roadkill is an afterthought of beaty

sprayed blood flat out stuck on a loop

'till the shovel from the graveyard shifts it

ain't it a fucking miracle to perform what one before was unable?

yesteryear I cave in to the supression, nowadays I crave it

order me around, set me alight with discipline for my life feels unstable

need a golden star to feel worthwhile the effort of existing

this thirst will lead me to be splat out on the pavement if nothing else

it is no coincidence that mental health has been shot lately

this entire decade is a painful mess and we culturaly drown in stress

we forward hope in an email #unholy morals, thoughts and prayers

salvation revolves about bunkering down on the worse days

unable to tell the difference between bad and good decisions

casting a wide net for the tips that we haven't burnt off yet

all I got left is a chewed leave and a head deeply flawed

stuck in getting it wrong and remembering it well,

chastised when the morning glory fades

if the world spins around the bottom and the top shall mix in

eventually we will not be so different.

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when the room is locked by clutter pilling the window

all is not well!

inside stripped walls

that fire licked clean

and held in contempt truth the told

we best not try that again

I miss the way she said my name

the way she tasted

stone, brick and morta stood

where life no longer could nor should

do rats chatter with other close quarter pests?

do hold suspense and a stiff upper lip? (disregard firmly the bottom one)

If they habit as refugees

they navigate the fog of silence well enough

words a villain

deflate and bite

taken aback by what took shape

a receipt of what needed paying. 

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It is not grace that brushes off

the licks that mark the taste

the feverous excitment due pause

caution euphoria might be traumatic and toxic

leaving you well topped up on the meaning of pleasure

left running on fumes

for a season, termper circunvent and drag

ON

OFF we descale, dismember and pronunce (carefully)

Emphasis on sublime crimes skin tight fitting remedy

an adjustment for the cynical world gone clinical by circunstance

do march in flatten sounds, not certain of being human (are we positive)

in this race, breed, king we shall agreeable

remark a monstrous feat, trait, flaw as if we were already dead. 

after all only the dead can be heros and those titles taken

as historians cycle generations. 

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frown upon the complement, the praise, the acceptance

simple goods, good words ensnares, traps, eat the given soul

tougher on the outside

how alike, how hip to quantify the noble capacity of an elephant

gentil and slow, calm and serene

 

Do great things amount to greater age?

or, perhaps, is it the attraction of scales

a transplant of elderly wisdom to be last protected?

exempt, if chosen, to be preserved in a turtle soup bowl

which, mind me, is fucking delicious

as my eyes narrow in the presence of prey

do the (act) of squeezing sharpen the mind?

is the contraction producing brain juices

rational dew to channel and facilitate the operation

as thoughts collide so do cogs

the remainer impales and scatters the same gifted eyes

the wondrous orbs slimey and luminous gatekeepers

cousins of course of every other orifice