Come In Small. Go Out Big.

You were a thought,

Then an action.

That action got traction,

You came through this tunnel

And crept toward the light.

You gave them a fright and

You squealed with delight.

You had made it alright!

Now for the plight of

Living so right that

That righteousness rubs off.

And you’re always getting caught

With your plans down

But you’ve found

That downed plans don’t matter.

Just gotta stay at her.

It’s good guessing that counts.

The rest of it amounts

To a walk in the park

Where you do your part

And throw away all the shit you pick up.




Upon Realizing Your Trap, Stay Calm, Relax.

You went for the easy food!

Stepped on that switch.

Life came on in on you.


You hurt your snout a bit.

Tryin’ to break free.

But you are not snarling now.

Lease not at me.

I got your back boy.

When I need to, I carry.

You along for the ride but

Do you stop? No worries!

No grunting, just pulling, you.

A bit at a time.

Yard the outside in by your teeth.

If you need to… that’s fine.

I’ll pull your inside out.

Into the hallway with me.

Ima open up your world.

Ima set you mostly free.


Petting Sharks

A memory is fine.

It can help you unwind

The troubles encountered yesterday.

The good stuff,

You can add to.

But when you add up the bad, too.

The total

Will no doubt

Change how you feel about

Adding more good or bad

To your pile.


Not Bad Is Not Good

There were parallel universes.

Side by each.

One be the road.

One be the deetch.

One take you somewhere.

One hit approach.

One lead to many roads.

One lead to ouch.

One is okay.

One is not bad.

‘Til aye hit approach.

Aye runnin’ side by sad.


They Turned Unengaged Potential Into Sickness

These motherfuckers were smart.

They got it right from the start.

They say you boy, you need makeup.

And your armpits really stink!

You are not so good or

Not as good as you might think.

Lookit that wasted talent!

You were born that fat?!

Embarrassment to your parents.

You ever thinka that?

Take that drink.

And doncha think

One more second about it!

Maybe climb a mountain and

Shout it!

Pop the pill FughGet about it!

Those nasty not yet duns

They’re an illness…

You must surely know this.

But They’ll NEVER Find The Soul Of Marijuana!

They found our THC.

Found them some CBD.

Then they went cray aye zee.

They wore hairnets galore.

They dressed to thrill doc-tor.

They card swiped every door.

They had gone mad now.

They grew pay-per,

Not pot.

And the guys who talked


They knew investors got

All hot and bothered.

When they thought they fathered.

Something they’d not heard

Is a Ponzi scheme.







Bitch Boy Karma

There is a richochet.

No matter what you say.

Maybe not today,

But it’s coming.

If I were you,

I’d start running.

Not off from your mouth which

Brought you so far south.

Your north star can’t be seen.

But see your tail now,

Where have you been?

And who in the hail has been screening

Your dreams and their understanding?

‘Bout this at hand…

Ya, it will be so grand

When you learn that, you…?

Are making you pay.



Livin’ Echoes

I should say I love you

But I won’t.

And you won’t say you love me,

‘Cause I won’t.

When I love you so much…

You love me so much.

I make me feel your touch.

It’s not as much…

This Next Letter Will Change My World

Virtual is as virtual does and ya

Cannot stop just because

The guy in front of you

Hogan dos.

If you do not know what

Hogan dos den stand

Aside as Hogan does cause

Hogan dos an dos.

The Best Right Now

Ya gotta group of days anda

Group of ways

A day might

Just get better.

There’s a vacuum seal,

It’s really no big deal.

Cause it sucks

But only for a moment.

It gives one just enough time

To foment.

And present

A path with a

Wee less wrath.

And a wee less daft.

And a wee more laugh

Ing at ourselves.


From Yer Up Step You Step Down


Were fucked.


Lucked out.

When you met me bout

That notty not and


Are fraught with

Don’t get caught

With yer IQ down

That brings you round

To the fact that yer

Fucked without me.

Could It Be That Yer A Stupid Cunt?

You stay there in the ditch.

Lest reveal that you a bitch.

You smart when no one smarter.

You steal from the larder.

While we all sleep

You bastard creep

Into our hearts and minds.

We love you lots

But that’s what boughts

This fighting from the get-go.

And now that you say let go

I will so.

If Yer Going Outside, Tuck Yer Brain In.

They prayed in the morning through

Light conversation to

Color the air

They all breathed.

They looked on the sunny side

And there they found bliss

Or at least this is what

They believed.

Not too good

Was their bad.

Could be worse meant

So sad.

They were happy in tough times.

Overjoyed when they passed.

They learned from experience that

Tough times never last.

They knew that the grass

Got greener in cycles.

And they knew it was the cycles that passed.


Okay It’s A Loop

Same, same, same, the old dude said.

He was blind as he tapped on his own damn head.

Couldn’t see where

His train of thought was headed.

He just went that way…

Was that way…

Got no say.

Ain’t no playin’.

That’s today an

Tamorry too.




Learn To Talk With The Manimals

Buddy’s an asshole.

Suzie’s a bitch.

The guy at the gate is

A son-of-a-bitch.

Constant complaining

Goodness draining.

No refraining.

You stay sane if

You see the nail they lay on.

Game Fucking ON You Idiots

On second thought Ima do my own thang.

Just like before you scooped it.

You just went all damn stupid.

And I don’t think you know what you’ve done…

You smacked a hornet’s nest.

Now it’ll take your best

Efforts to not get stung.

You don’t know what you’ve begun.

Herds ‘o purple cows in every meadow.

Oh. My. Fuck… Intent Matters.

Jesus woke up on the wrong

Side of his bed.

Pissed at bed and

Wore a skid mark two days old.

Jesus hit the hard streets hard

And what did Jesus behold?

Fuck ups.

Half wits.

Assholes by the bushel.

They all lied and Jesus tried

To lie and out lie all them.

The devil was in the details but

They said Jesus, he hails

From waay on high he said

Jesus, guys…

Would ya let a po’ boy getta little sleep?



Interpreting Boolshat

Yesterday, you fell flat on your face.

Today you’re stinking up the place.

Tomorrow’s filled with big disgrace.

What’s a po’ boi to do?

Maybe you’re all through…

But no.

You forge ahead even though you read

All the signs that say road closed.

Cause you’re the guy who knows.

That ill wind always blows.

Keeps your bad eye closed.

So you don’t see

You could be free

If you weren’t such a goddamn retard.

God Licks The Nape Of Yer Neck

Brrr! Said god but

No one answered back.

They were stuck in the moment.

Held by great green krack.

They were feeling felt

As if they just got back

From a journey only given to

Those great green krackers.

See? Feel your face?

That mask upon your face?

Feel your bones as reminders that

They’ll hold you in place.

Command not.

Demand not.

Threaten via your presence.

Just listen, focus, peace.

Luck comes to the repaired, man.


As Fast As The Pony Express

Nobody gonna pay a dollar for

No goddamn greeting card!

Ain’t gonna give up hard earned dough

For anything so retarded!

Never gonna pay no five damn bucks

For a coffee just like at home!

Sure as hell won’t pay an arm and leg

Just for a goddamn phone!

Shit don’t creep up on me, on me.

Shit don’t creep up on me!

God Could Love You

Look into the mirror.

That spot there in your eye.

You look and look and the time it took,

Don’t u wonder why?

You took that time or

The time took you?

Don’t you wanna whisper,

Who baby, who?

When Fucking People Works

Fuck being nice.

Shit on who needs it.

Screw people twice.

First one’s on me.

Next one’s on you.

Please come on back.

So I can rip you…

A new asshole cause


You need one.

You’re so full of shit that

One asshole can’t handle it.

Tomorrow ain’t real for

You fuckers who reel

In people like fish…

So goddamn selfish

You are the best warning.

I get up each morning

Saying fuck I will not be like you!

Nice Guys Finish

Don’t start shit.

Don’t say shit

You cain’t back up.

Wartch your mouth.

Warsh yer hands.

Don’t flail about.

You stink you think

You don’t, but you do.

Just start and don’t stop

Until yer through.

Make a plan.

Break it up.

Tiny bites swallow best.

Get that dream out yer mind

And off yer damn chest.

Action gains traction puts

You on your way.

This ain’t about tomorrow

She’s all about today.




You Sheeft?

Circumstances change.

You change.

They do, you don’t.

Be rearranged &

Rash ready.

Y’All Feel


You are one.

You think you’re someone.

And you think you’re just one.



Preciate This Pain Sweet Jesus

I know you might leave tomorrow.

Maybe you’ll leave tonight.

Let’s say you sneak out on bare feet.

Maybe scoot away by bike.

I know, just know you’ll leave me.

You will not stay.

Even if you want to…

Go away!

Bribes Work Because The Bribed Won’t

Ain’t no sum-in fer nuthin’.

Even nothin’ coss sum-in

If ya gotta pick it up.

Or point it out.

No, that ain’t free.

Takes energy.

An energy don’t come from me

It’s a thing I bring from outside.

Where me and it, we collide.

And we make sum-in.

And maybe do sum-in.

And whatever that is, it ain’t free.


God Will Kill You

Some people try to bite god once.

God swats ’em outa the sky.

Other folks nibble at god’s big feet.

They try to bite god, they try.

Stomp! Goes god and they go away.

Giving other non-biters the chance to prey,

They say…

God will help you!

God’s your friend!

Y’ain’t meeting god tho’

Until you send

Some blood.

Some cud.

Give us something to chew on!

And if you do we’ll let you in on

The the fact that god cares about you not.

Sink your teeth into that and show us what you got.

Cause god ain’t givin’ you shit.

What you came with, you leaving with.

And in between…

Stay the hell outa god’s way!

And no biting!



Waay More Than One Hallway

Sure, you lookin’ inna winder.

This winda, trute be tole.

This winda only, all udders, nah.

My as well beon hole.

Waitin’ fer a time what

Never gonna come.

But waitin’ lak waitin’s

Ackchly gettin’ sumin’ dun.

Watchin’ from duh hallway lak

Dis hallway’s zonely one!



Wind Up Less Often

Fast or slow.

You’ll get there.

Happy or sad.

Life don’t care.

You pay your toll

But beware…

You can pay too much.