Nothing was as it seemed.

As if the world careened.

In a ditch boi

Where their joy

Will employ

Guns and knives and waspy hives

No, get away from me now.

Legs, get moving and how

Do we jump this shark?

In the thick, thick dark.

From a place where dark lives matter.

Don’t stop me man.

Because i can

Not be stopped.

We were dazed by the flashes

Of bright moon light

And the waves crashed all around us.

Brought ’em in by bus, they did

And their waves crashed all around us.

Blinded by moon light,

Splashed upon those shores.

It was land not yet explored.

Saler gainst saler.

Discount city.

Wasn’t so pretty after eighty percent.

All of whom went

Out with the ocean

Sure, some of them swam

But only for a minute.

Soon as they were in it

All were doomed.

Wasn’t no room

At the inn.

We were in

And they were out.

Everything is backwards

And nothing goes ahead.

We will all be dead.

It will not be said.

We knew what we did here.

Out of thought in to fear.

No reason now for rhyme.

We are outa time.

The chickens have come home.

I said “Get down, girl!”

When she walked up on me.

Bitch was tall as I was!

Ain’t no if, or, and buts,

She had the guts

To sit and stand right up to me.

Like she was free

And I was in no way her master.

His arse didn’t feel them.

The kicks kept coming.

He slept right through

A major thumping.

The blood

She clots

A major lumping.

Hey no stumping!

You can’t trade booze for votes!

You know they will cross moats!

The drawbridge down

And still you clown

Baptism needs some water!

If there was time you oughta…

But you don’t today

The urge fades away

Killing time’s just as good now.

Brother, I eat thou.

Thou eats me.

If I ask

Please let me be.

Can’t you see?

You won’t free

Your mind

To find

To truly see.

You are blind

Mostly to me.

Buddy felt stupid.

Acted stupid too.

Maybe wasn’t stupid compared to you

But stupid he felt.

Right to his core.

Couldn’t shoo stupid out smarten up door.

So here to fore.

Forevermore.

Stupid is as stupid is.

Nothing more.

There’s fear in the air.

It’ll get in your lungs.

Sneaks in through your mouth and nose.

You don’t wanna be one of those.

Living like only you knows.

The shit’s hit the fan now.

It’s all over and how

Deep does this shit get?

Who takes the first bet

It gets so thick

Forms like bricks

Build a shit house, do the trick.

Let the wolves do their’s with it.

Let ’em huff and puff

Get Billy Goat Gruff.

When they’ve had enough.

The brick shit house comes down.

You are going to hell!

Brother, you’d do well

To turn yourself in.

Cause where you bin

Brother, ain’t allowed.

You’re bad.

So sad.

You won’t make the playoffs.

Buddy, this is all you got.

Here and now.

Holy cow.

You gonna ride dem rails.

They see you moving in your house.

Sneaky, slippery, stinking louse.

Threatening all and lady how’s

This helping anyone?

Look what you’ve done!

Hada have your fun.

But not at their expense!

Lady, you’ve no defense!

Put that mask on!

Soon it will dawn

That you must change your thinking.

Lady, you start drinking…

The koolaid.

And be afraid

For those who do not drink it.

They were close.

Too close.

They must be stopped.

Someone oughta call a cop.

Tackle boy and punch him down.

Stop him acting like a clown.

Drag him into court in town.

Judge address him with a frown.

Keep it up boy going down.

Slap kid into solitary.

Sheeple watching oh so wary.

This mine doesn’t need canary.

We all sleep as one now.

When dude said shit

They went with it and

Everyone held their breath.

They strapped shit on

And missing songs

Whistling was verboten.

See now they had forgotten.

What a smile looked like

And one long night

Bare faces were indecent.

Disturbed, he was and

Just because

He hit the kill switch hard.

It was a place too far.

He was lost inside

Where life had died

But he could not bury life.

The shovel handle bites.

Bitch will not cut

Stuck in this rut

They hafta dig the hole themselves.

Early or late, you could find this great

And grateful man at play.

He would play along all day.

You would never hear him say

That’s it, I’m done.

No longer fun.

No, I’m undone.

No, on the run.

Just nodding, plodding

Knowing this and that.

Knowing nothing’s right

Til beheld by the beholder.

Magic works because slight jerks

Make for empty hands

Bird filled cans

He dead pans…

The audience

For anyone paying attention.

Don’t think he would mention

The ever building tension

Where did they go?

Could it be so?

Votes vaneesh like magic!

The earth looks flat, but it’s not.

The game seems rigged, but it’s not.

The bastards smile when they’re caught

Living in the cookie jar.

They go so very far

To prove to you.

It ain’t what they do.

They will pooh pooh pooh.

Any light shone.

Where they’ve gone.

To the bathroom right in front of you.

Lookit that poo on your shoe!

When the world is silly

And acting willy nilly

Do you head for the hilly?

Do you face down Billy?

Cause Billy got a billy club

That he’d love

To hard shove

Hand in glove

From above

The orders come

Shut them down!

Knock them down!

Put them down!

Or they’ll bunch up

Scrunch up

Their noses, they’re growling!

Ho dammit now they’re howling!

Man, they’re out for blood!

It’s their blood they’re after…

They want it back.

Urine trouble mister fox.

You do this only if you dox.

You’re not giving any fucks.

And its big time in the big house.

Take it, take a bigass dose.

Plunge, you sinner.

No beginner.

Has a right to.

What you do.

It’s a sad day

In every way.

Take a shark dank

Anda pounda dank.

Sit away some

As you come undone

Take a big drag

Off your fag

Did the ground shake?

Did your house take

A tumble, a rumble?

Who’s at the front door?

Buddy could go for

A splitski.

To be free.

Like a moment.

Ain’t no fight in Beelzebub.

Guy’s all shits and giggles.

She ain’t blow jobs but

Knows who does.

Slewfoot’s eyebrow squishy squiggles.

Smile there man! Ain’t this fun?

You so lucky son of a gun!

Look at what your goood frien done!

You goan straight to heaven…

Here, get in.

They all showed up for the party.

Indignant and foolhardy.

Danced with the music.

Then, just when they think

Shit’s done hitting the fan.

Cracks show there was no plan.

Blood in the harbor.

That’s just where they were!

Lookit me close now.

We’re in a bind.

Someone must find

The courage we lack.

We ain’t going back.

Welcome to it ain’t normal.

They were short on the float

Money was missing.

Which meant they’d be kissing

This job goodbye.

It’s do or die.

We all will fry

Cept for one guy…

He getting licked to death.

She would love you in the eye

And eat your heart out.

She would say that she’s okay.

Then cry your heart out.

She would stutter and she’d stammer.

She would wail you with bitch hammer

And you’d love it, hug it, shove it

So far up your hope pipe

No rational thought could sneak by

Cause bitch, she loves you.

Tho she’s above you.

On the food chain.

There’s no gain.

Just keep playin’

Let her say it…

Bitch loves you.

The hands had risen

Or stayed down by each side.

And two great nations from

The same side collide.

Smitten by minds which

Had been fried.

Yes, fries with that and

To combat

Any thoughts of resistance

Give ’em all suspense

Living in past tense

Tomorrow be a hot one.

As she comes undone.

Walls will fall.

Get out of the wrong side of bed he said.

Gonna change the whole damn day.

And maybe you get less say.

Cause the way you woke today

Gonna set in motion some way.

The things that make that day.

A turn to the right.

A glance to the left.

You can see what you will get.

That path has less wrath.

That road is higher.

This route is hellish

Frought with desire.

Into the fire.

But this one…

The one you’re on…

Leads to the higher.

You don’t walk the streets.

You get no eats.

Til one of you beats the other.

Ain’t no cryin’ mother!

Shit you take those druthers.

Put ’em where they should be.

Where they never gonna see

The light of day.

It’s just your way

I gotta say

It’s okay bra

It never was

An you an me?

We in it.

Outa tune.

Outa time.

Outa patience.

That don’t rhyme.

Outa money.

Outa work.

Outa synch.

Effen jerk.

Outa balance.

Outa wine.

Outa step.

Get in line.

Get behind.

Get aligned.

Or you goan be called Outa.

He didn’t know he didn’t know

And his not knowing didn’t matter.

He would know he didn’t know

In God’s good time.

For now, he dines.

On the finest whines.

Which may combine.

With God’s good time.

And show him, fine…

Experience changes everything.

They seemed like they were in love.

Holding hands and talking alot.

But then I saw them chained together.

Seems like they had been caught.

Trying to run away

Gonna run not pay.

They had had their say.

But now, today…

They were on their way

To the magistrate.

But they couldn’t wait.

They were making up a story.

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