BOWL NOODLE

Your Happy somber song
is my only way to cherish all that i once felt
Ive been to long to wait this all out
when the time was right I should have stayed right
with what was going on
now i'm stuck inside the monster in my mind
it's a brutal conversation

Life on Mos Eisley
it's a planet G
Get some of it
the funky G SH%T baby
do you miss your hard rocks in the concrete skateboard stopping memories
Yea I miss a lot
stupid kids thinking they are a gift to the world


Yea I am a little concieted but let me press my case
I never acted like I owned the world
but if you wronged me I would burn you down
thank your gods that I am a godly person
for the ones who have escaped my wrath have only escaped out of
pure circumstance

From Lilly Pads to Nicotine Patches

"What the devil is that flash of light"
....
BOOM
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"Damnned Thunder"

Have you gotten a taste of the tenacity that I bring,
My Fire burns brighter than anything you have encountered
I will set my legionous attitude on the prowl
I have a spirit of being so great I feel empowered by Marcus Garvey
Fela Kuti
John the Baptist
Only death
only a spirit of toxic being
a satanous fool
I am a creature of Habit and Worldly Things
I like to smoke I like to drink
I know when not to do these things and when to do them
"I rule my destiny" Bob Marley
what more do I have to say
............
I burn with Passion
My desire cannot be described
This life is only an afterthought to the depth of accomplisment that I want to achieve.
Try me
Give Me a Shot
Mr. Big
Arghhhhhh
comic book synic

Leg's of Tired Steel-The End of Polish Cabbage

Turkish Dreams, oh To be a street car in Paris
On a cool winter night, sipping coffee in some familiar cafe,
on the table is your notepad and pen, a pack of ciggarettes with a zippo
and a small white cup and saucer with colombian pep steaming out
there is a bell on the door, most of the folks who come in you know
it feels just like home!
Don't you just wish there would be a velvet couch in one corner of this cafe
purple.yes the couch will be purple and wrap around with ivy in black stoneware pots
on either side.
"would you like a smoke"
" Ah sit here with me, we can order beers and smoke and talk of old times"
"It has been a long time my friends"
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My Eyes Hurt Like Fire

OH Almighty Darned Socks of Yeomen Birth
How hath though learned culture
left thee devoid of the finer parts of life
Love, and spices,
A fine wine that has cast it's spell over you
aroma of roses
fresh garden greens
spring rains

Next Day Anxiety?/Murder she wrote?

Do you like my new techno,
These mass amusings of spite
Give a man the power and he turns from friend to foe
maybe not you, but some.
I've seen it inside me before.
Can I not be truthful of a human thing
ha
to much truth is the death of some
I blame television,
no not the machine, Hollywood
a fake arsehole on our western shore.
lined up trophy wives and husbands
lie through their teeth
gangranous fools
if it smells like cheese cut it off
"The Object of War is not to die for one's country, it's to make some other poor bastard die for his!" General George Patton.

hip deep in the steep

she busted me out of jail
today we sit and stood in
the glade of strangers
last time, next to the arm tatood with boobies aside his man-boy
tatooed in poop and f**got hate or something
this morning the woman groping back and forth to keep her eyes open
f**ked up on life
and mabye a little of her husband
stood for the recess
her big wobbly blood stained ass
soaked a smear across the court pew
she slid over to let us in under judges orders
too stoned on death to feel herself
blotted on my wallet pocket
reflexing my throat and eyes
her eyes rolling around the battered wives and DUI
"yes i paid my fines, certianly your honor, stayed out of trouble''
''yes your office is only filled with impoverished maniacs"
to get in the door you just take
your belt off and the lighter out of your pocket
then they flood your brain with mensis
thanks sam
i love you
and this pink flask

You old Yardbird

Trout,
Cheese
Wine
Scotch
Crackers
Beer
Smokes
Blankets
Sleep