One moment of passion has let me be
But you carry my festering seed
For ever to bleed
Your steps and prints haunt my curtains
Like your lips betray your hips
I bleed within but woman bleeds without
On full display she wears red
And misguided she is but knows not
'cept not to tend her hair
But stroke her pussy whilst I beat my dog.
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Were it not for a wall I could fall
So I bounce between this and that
That there is a light spotlighting the end
It cannot be erased by the tides of awakening
So I twist in bed circling my whims and clutchng my shins
Trying to sleep and obliviate all my sins
But I do not sleep and only wander
Is there a peace beside death
Confined to a box
My fists are bleeding escaping from my coffin
As I beat my way out and wait for who will deliver it to me
Besides nought there is but none.
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Waist deep in the swamp and the trees
Waving my tail thwarting darting leaves
That tickle my arse.
Three stories high I cannot see my feet
Oh I so wish my shit had not gravity
To lump round my ankles
That will not bear the load of my slipping
Away.
Wandering pondering wondering in the sewer of your decay
If it fits I will not wear it
If it shits I will not share it
My fingers wipe my arse but your are wary of poking through
The thin paper of you.
Yet I struggle with my digits
Scratching an itch like a bitch on heat.
But I wave my tail to the beat
Of my heart and will not accept defeat.
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Someone was here whilst I was therethe dodg in me scented you here
I followed his nose and clipped my paws.
Temper your self as he does
pay atention to the smallest hair
it could well be your undoing. Love all you and it will pass
nothing physical but just to feel you are there
and share.
You will be nought 'cept memories
of who you wished you could be
and feel the maggots of regret
knawing.
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This knife does not care
how it is blunt from slicing but pays no fare.
But I temper away the burred edges of my life.
The distance from here untill then is no consequence to you
but it tempers my heart
and begs me to restart.
My dick does not care
it has no brain but only a head.
Is really only a silly fucker.
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Does my dog know I kiss him
A smothering of my lips on his snout
His nose is bigger than his brain
And vaccums smells
That I cannot see.
But he plods carefully alongside me
Stopping only to smell and pee.
He has no concept of humans
But gravitates towards love
And has no concept of pain and bleeding skirts.
Wandering amongst ankles wondering upon what to chew
He is selective and can make his enemies bleed
So he walks beside me
Awaiting the order to heed.
And paces silently awaiting me to pause.
He wanders his nose chasing his paws
For a smell of satisfaction that he was here
Sratching at the pain in his arse
Trying to sleep but his time has passed.
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Please do not come here
You are not welcome in my tent.
I have cover but for you not
If you can recover from your simularity
Beware my Devils' occupational therapy.
Could he wish for such discrepancy
It would not appear
Even in mirrors or blind halls
I can feel your clench on my balls
But you are not welcome here in my hallowed halls.
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Were it not for a wall I could fall
So I bounce between this and that
That there is a light spotlighting the end
It cannot be erased by the tides of awakening
So I twist in bed circling my whims and clutchng my shins
Trying to sleep and obliviate all my sins
But I do not sleep and only wander
Is there a peace beside death
Confined to a box.
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I understand suicide now, I think
I'd like to end thisand how
But i am not convinced that is the answer
To be buried struggling not to even be able to dig my own grave
In death as in birth i am trapped in a limbo between heaven and hell
There is no where else to go, not either here nor there
Peace in my tomb where no one can probe me.
Memories are cuddly but tainted with fear
Whilst machines find me wanting to lubricate their gears
I'm a ghost in the regime of pacifiers and accountants
Calling me to order above all there must be God.My fists are bleeding escaping from my coffin
As I beat my way out and wait for who will deliver it to me
Besides nought there is but none.
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I've been gone and now I'm back
Was so hard to book a ticket
I had the need but I ended up
Negotiating a thicket.
My flight was delayed even though I had paid
To no avail someone else circled my wallet
But it was full of receipts but no money
I had paid it forward without a memory of what I thought was funny.
Winging my way towards Tibet and a mountain
Clothed in circling clouds I was not allowed to dissent
My payment had been refused
So I descended from my mount to study my account.
As expected I was in debit to another's credit
The Dali lama would not accept my cash
Unless I paid with Peruvian Mountain Hash
So I succumbed.
I just met a guy who was small
Shorter than me but just as tall
His attitude was cool
And his car he wielded as a weapon.
Such a subtle attack being disabled
He was challenged by height
So I felt tapped my pool of niceness
To avail to him of my awareness of shortness
But I left him and I was wondering
How much pleasantry he had and where he had been
Being so short of stature I could not see his face
I am too tall and reached to see his place
Not much of anything as all was deleted
Giving me opportunity to feel my mission was completed.
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Girls break it boys swim in it
Such a push such a struggle to give birth
Ah girls are already wet and do not need to surf.
Boys just need a board because they are bored
Girls need their panties
To draw attention and feed a boys affection.
But can they swim in a pool of sperm
Flooding their inners
Whilst I'm a one eyed dog peeking in a seafood store.
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Oh my hound where have you been, my inner dog is nowhere to be seen
It's not that he's mean even though he keeps clean
He navigates his hallway waiting for me to pass his way
Poised on four legs he is only prey so he turns his back toward me.
Lucky for him his balance never goes astray, not like me on all fours
Being so drunk I bump off walls and cannot find time to pause
But he does not understand why I reach for walls and not floors
Nor does he know as he wonders, 'cept his nose.
A dog I am not but I wish he had to me what I do for him
My two thirds tripod leaves tracks that cannot be erased
The other third follows along the hall but only his head
He has no understanding of why and how doors can close.
He thinks I am a god so I consult with my dictionary of Gods and Dogs.
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There is no gravity.
Try putting a chain around your neck
No matter what you do, your fingers don't undesrstand reflections.
I push right but I go left
Looking in a mirror I cannot move.
Left is not right up is not down,
Your mirror confuse's your digits
your fat finger touch zones protect you because the 'opinion option' is closed.
You zoned out on me and left AI me too deal with me.
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My dog is an animal and his four paws can not masturbate
But I being not an animal can never satiate my urge to colaberate
with things that I cannot suck and paste.
My mother's breast was soft and slinky
Little could I have known I was suckered
by a nipple and a teet.
My dog still has four paws even though he was hit by a car
He knows not a bit of memory other than his nose
and knows now where he should not go.
Evenly balanced as he is he cannot suck his dick
It is left to me to be honest and admit I am sick.
My dog will not wander far from home
he makes me wonder that I am suddenly alone
Small as he is he displays his contempt with a smell and a pee
God bless him please for not being me.
Now I'm tired and wary of your intensions
You are not my servant
Why are you here ?
Was my gravity not severe enough
But I can look in a mirror and not recognise up down or sideways
It is sufficient to underestimate the Machine.
He is a weeping puss boundaring on my solidity.
Words are no longer sufficient for him
I have reached my boundary and you are not there.
So I have expired my experiance with you.
My digits will not adjust to your training program.
All of you from dead sperm donors
Billy fucken Gates is a nerd and has taken too many blows
To his head I was scared but now it is him.
Siphon all you want your're still inhaling shit.
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Damn you bastards that never could fly like bustards
You keep knocking at my door.
And may dare I ask what brings you here
Were you not warned or have you pulled the shortest straw
Ignorant fucker.
There is no shortesed straw, you just pulled your ego.
The Zuck and the Doorway have already blocked my path
I is amusing myself masturbating on your screen.
Your credentials are seriously lacking authority
And as long as my image survives your scrutiny is to be applauded.
Damn you Jack in the Box, show me your pink
Parade it in all your glory - but the emporer has no clothes.
It's a shame your never received the message
Where else were you - your ego feeds on nothing close.
So you let your kind pump out a birth similar to mine
And continually undermine my authority
Are you having fun, does it tickle your extemities
As you abandoned me in your garden of shame.
It was a good apple you fed me, choice and seedy
But it took all your energy to tease me.
I do not believe you created this all for me
The only price I was required to pay was slipping through your cunt.
I'm pleased you are having fun, you omnipetent bastard,
You should be in hell.
But my dog is in hell, he is short after his knees and he cannot feel
So he listens and smells.
My bullshit should be smelt before you piss here.
Is so easy to cock your leg.
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My dog is an animal and his four paws can not masturbate
But I being not an animal can never satiate my urge to colaberate
with things that I cannot suck and paste.
My mother's breast was soft and slinky
Little could I have known I was suckered
by a nipple and a teet.
My dog still has four paws even though he was hit by a car
He knows not a bit of memory other than his nose
and knows now where he should not go.
Evenly balanced as he is he cannot suck his dick
It is left to me to be honest and admit I am sick.
My dog will not wander far from home
he makes me wonder that I am suddenly alone
Small as he is he displays his contempt with a smell and a pee
God bless him please for not being me.