guarantees to restore your lost nature.

flick of the tongue goes easy. riding a cold vessel. instructing hot fire, who shall we breathe in the ash of their souls? first. last. never. none will pass. save yourself. destroy the self that holds you glued..watching and waiting for a drink of ignorance. piss stains run down your chin. ruined from within. punches thrown you off track off putting you to the back where you stand fuming. you won't do anything. you can't stand up for your self. you lack self. what are you besides slacks? a slack jawed gaping at pussy. gasping with a pushed boxer brief. hard on hanger on. feast of a slave. poison remains pumping sedatives slow streaming. reign the end times. it's about time.

sturm.

death channel. grip holding a hot flash. burns the waist and neck. seek them out. pride no more. waste more. whisper them to a new home. black. an apple. a pear. a foot. charging.

Is it Febuary yet?

we should lay down and dig out our fucking selves. from the bottom we feed up through blood and poison. the shit runs down our hands through rich soil. the dead become the dirt and the ashes we breathe only make us stronger. continue. there is no light bright enough to shine through this darkness that makes us rack our brains with bomb and blinding. fucking black tooth jigaboo smile shines thorough. and that's what we'll fucking see. smiles and eyes and the limbs of trees. fuck our fathers rattling our hides with the limbs of sacrifice. straw of the manger that we pick up and bleed. bleed. and again. bleed. what is the way out of death? save. saved. we all are saved from our ignorance by more of the same. the weak. meek. sweating at the bottom rung. greeding. greasy. i look and see the guns are still in our hands and in our mouths and pushing brains out onto the shittiest streets. cadillacs caked with cum and dust. staining gold. breaking gold. teeth are back on the curbside where we wag our tongues at anyone who'll listen to our style our story our glory that was never allowed our busride back out of darkness. i'll stay at the back bleeding. what has it gotten us. nod off. bricks and cracks. i don't want to go back there. antelopes and stretched necks. warlords. the cross still leads us to disease in our homeland. beyond despair. wretched of the earth. raise up and what?

Nothing done.

I'll leave with nothing.i cum with nothing.till it's all gone.wish to burn it all out of my mind.the sun will never shine on as great a day as this. i realized there is only this left up there where the perception can eat away. all of it. together. now. check your fucking pockets. i've got nothing.left nothing in mine. shit. that's what i get for trying.barely eating.barking. barely breathing.gasping. always to the saviour.check your pockets. humility is something. i've got nothing. awake in a dream. what is there now?now?how about now is the time that i look around. sell everything i own. take the rest. the rest i need because i've been pushed around.fuck we are all pushed around. a cattle prod life is what we get. got your pocketbook out 'cause the cause could use you up and spit on the ground what i got. nothing. that's how i'm leaving. nothing.they don't get a fucking thing.

With Head in your hands....

we reap. like nothing came before us...we reap. there is no harvest. blind and drunk with rage. desire made us fat. i can't steer clear. we lie everday. expect them to lie down everyday. this web is a disaster. our crowning champion. no chafe. i'm sinking slowly and drowning everything around me. i can't even talk to you without hearing your foul fucking stinking breath of death. your blood dribbles into the air. sick with rich plastic. fish face. smeared on in the cheapest of bathrooms. with the highest of intent. to end up face down. bills in your purse weeping your way through life. children pass through your hands down your chin. spend it..spend it...spent.