darling woodwork, fantastic undergrowth

Oct 08, 2012 18:37

soggy washed out muddy body bed buddy beams with pride, the stride unbroken. spoken meaningful words expressing genuine concern and yearning for purpose, surrounded by police, a circus of confusion, jazz rock fusion fooling around, wandering, yelling, noodling, holding hands, shouting, being loud, allowing oneself to be proud of the volume of a voice. scary, unkempt, unhygienic, untrue, law abiding, brutal doom, paid dues, radical new use of music to excite nervous system. anxiety medication, levitation, success, in debt to pretty filthy musicians and comedians. sparring with artistic mediums, breaking out, afraid of achievement, under the radar, peripheral, elusive, unobtrusive, the meat charred.

i made a mess but was unashamed of it
it's pleasing to the eye
i wore a dress and i sashayed in it
i'm such an attractive guy
wanna participate in pointless chatter?
come and join the chat room
you'll be served gibberish on a platter
and feel a sense of doom
the performances of charlatans entertains the children
they laugh and shake with mirth
the odd thing is, the grave was filled in
with their sense of self worth
where do we go from here?
that's a stupid question
the end is truly near
i hope you learned your lesson

braggart, winner, loose meat dinner, feel good lemonade, beer belly marinade, sock garters, nickels, pock marked beetles, sipping tea, black kettles, knobby knees, seeds of doubt, asinine questions, beady eyes and dangerous weapons. a glow in the dark toy, accessories for boys, profit, fun, occupation. run from terrifying situations. be a boss, bottle the loss, kiss a baseball bat, rub alcohol on the knapsack. dye the hair white, die in a fight, be resuscitated, continue on to the next continent and make the effort well spent. entrapment. a metropolitan opera was awkwardly awesome, but considered awful by hack writers, losers that perspire when attempting to finish business. slicked back hair, finesse, faithful pets accept food, a well oiled, well lubed proof of existence, six pence, seven dimes and tons of mayonnaise fill the diving suits of unknown secret armies. crippled carnies lie in wait, sipping on margaritas, the pita bread munching dwarfs said they'd do what i told them. i can accomplish a lot in a lifetime, a waterslide of slime will take me to my destination. i feel fine, i feel complacent. i complied, i listed virtues, i lied, i worked hard, i hardly worked at all, but the effort wasn't wasted, it was like a cut out piece of magazine pasted in a collage meant to be seen by college kids, stunning work meant to elicit strange emotions beckons the level headed inquiries i desire. i feel wired and chained up to a post, i'm just a ghost with the least amount of anything worthwhile to show, i'm holed up in an igloo, i'm a funny dude, but i'm inexperienced with these ideas, and the whole concept isn't understood. the bowl overflowed, the pickles were whole, uncut, exposed, floating in bottles like messages or preserved genies, this is genius, it's the genus of the species.
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