(2014)
Mentally choking on paranoid cover… No matter where I am, everything… The corners leap out—one after ano… Trapping the resolve in its reckon… Unfolding like slabs of sidewalk b…
He knows so much now that he no longer understands. He’s seen every different thing and held them all in his hands. He’s examined every angle.
In a matter of reincarnation and scientific facts, My anima has been automated to trade an eye for an axe. The weary way in which I wallow
How many times can I say I love t… Pull the tarp off of the sun. I need to learn.
A trillion ghosts of bugs quietly haunting this ramshackled shack. I only notice them on hollowed eves
Tuck me under the blundering sun When I was the younger wondering… I could make liquid diamonds from… I could be fairly invisible too, Spying on bugs while hiding from y…
the animals and bugs are my though… crawling and sliding and writhing, running and screaming everywhere in every direction—wherever they w… all at once.
When security is lax that’s when you move. They say you can run but you can’t hide— but you know the truth:
I am now In the midst of shaping shifts into riddled bits of cryptic myths
Cut me loose from this cloud of be… Poke a hole in my heart for the wo… Rip me apart from this warm suicid… I spot rats in my tunnel of trampl… O God, let me drive into the tree…
Someday the Earth will open with… To eat its own and save itself fro… This murk we shape from life is va… We bow our heads to the shame we e… You see—you know—and yet you drive…
....And as my nicked up, nostalgia… soul gets down on its knobby knees… And prepares to transcend the igno… and dive into the whitest light...… It SCREAMS—
The blender of time has utilized my face as a map to find its way back home. Discombobulation
(In the beginning of the 3rd millennium of a simple calendar from a twisted religion on a beautiful planet
I can’t get stoned anymore without getting paranoid. It’s not the plant. It’s New Jersey. It’s having kids.