never ask no one 2 listen...
why?
...
can you anymore?
(listen)
everybody cannot!
everybody
is now akin to
nobody
so i say
so i say so.
sorry i say so violently
you and i
we know better!
(we know)
we know damn well
what we are
not
every smaller division of cutup
into front/rear differential
upper/lower case hills
acute/obtuse felt sense
of ten diff. type strata
of the now
formerly known as
chills
even Ken Wilber
might struggle
to ID that level!
a certified hospital?
a medical institution?
on the top of pill hill!
every Darwinist
might concur defeat
every accomplished
identity thief might agree
not to
every Tibetan monk might
lose interest quick...
strike a squirrel pose
with hands
playing sunlight
every shadow
another possible animal
Platonic wet dream
on every french caveman
cavewall
tabula-cave-rasa?
nah.
car insurance co.'s
comic relief in form
fills the ad-days
the sad-days the
salad days...
every caesar dying every
scandalous which way
and let me say:
oh manson-may-i?
helter-fuckin'-skelter! ha!
try and copywrite that,
manson.... son of man son.
son of cave man son
held for holy ransom...
its hell its hot out
its gonna be a fuckin' melter
liquid liner
every designer
fashion faux-pas
fuck you too!
hip nyc
coffee fuckin'
table
book mother
loving
ocean
skys
atmospheric
neon
pink
nightmare
scratched with silver.
fuckin
liner!
every hot hell day
in every goddamn way
the useless hopeless half of me
throws it out like a dirty
wish to wish upon
the wishful wishfullikins:
i'm a love you
i'm a love me
i'm a love the kids
i'm a love the vegans
i'm a join the heathens
i'm a crazy mad season!
(or somethin' like)
i'm back in court
for his and hers, moms and pops
and a backup set
of
guilty until innocent
charge
i took for ya in the colon
charge of treason....
(which continues on and on like)
for none
and paradoxically
every
unintelligible
conscious
buddha blown
god drone
pantheon
pant-sewn
patch
of patchouli
stinkin'
rose of
religious
fearless
freedoms...
(can i buy a rhyme? and on)
my huguenot
brothers
sisters
my daughter
of american
revolution
revolving
credit
union
drawn revolting like
mowed
lawn-hair!
(and some passion plea play like mrs dash
to bring it all back to sense again or somethin')
take me
im your pawn!
im your prawn yes your little
prawn
with a little head pink and shaved
kinda pub crawled public mauled
pubic stage of maturity
fuck the fuckin' reason!
the reason.
son.
pop-n-park your popcorn
right here, bitches!
we got aluminum
interference
on the
homeland
hotspots
hike skirts
torn shirts
twisted lifestyles
twice fucked
flirts
come one
come every one
ok?
join my screw-2-the-loo
group
invite
happening
bed-in
event
worklivefuck
space
cubicle
countdown
4:20 flightdeck
fantasy starved
adult video store
niche-carved
eddy--pulled
nook-shook
artwalk
opentalk
factoforum
bdsmall
fuckfest
peeps-deep
pandemic
colonic
no
fun
cell-sized
phonic
week
long
kick.
sic
south of
suck-cess-city
Unity
Slug
Ass
festival
every
endless
fearful
year
and
on
and
on
a
non
why?
...
can you anymore?
(listen)
everybody cannot!
everybody
is now akin to
nobody
so i say
so i say so.
sorry i say so violently
you and i
we know better!
(we know)
we know damn well
what we are
not
every smaller division of cutup
into front/rear differential
upper/lower case hills
acute/obtuse felt sense
of ten diff. type strata
of the now
formerly known as
chills
even Ken Wilber
might struggle
to ID that level!
a certified hospital?
a medical institution?
on the top of pill hill!
every Darwinist
might concur defeat
every accomplished
identity thief might agree
not to
every Tibetan monk might
lose interest quick...
strike a squirrel pose
with hands
playing sunlight
every shadow
another possible animal
Platonic wet dream
on every french caveman
cavewall
tabula-cave-rasa?
nah.
car insurance co.'s
comic relief in form
fills the ad-days
the sad-days the
salad days...
every caesar dying every
scandalous which way
and let me say:
oh manson-may-i?
helter-fuckin'-skelter! ha!
try and copywrite that,
manson.... son of man son.
son of cave man son
held for holy ransom...
its hell its hot out
its gonna be a fuckin' melter
liquid liner
every designer
fashion faux-pas
fuck you too!
hip nyc
coffee fuckin'
table
book mother
loving
ocean
skys
atmospheric
neon
pink
nightmare
scratched with silver.
fuckin
liner!
every hot hell day
in every goddamn way
the useless hopeless half of me
throws it out like a dirty
wish to wish upon
the wishful wishfullikins:
i'm a love you
i'm a love me
i'm a love the kids
i'm a love the vegans
i'm a join the heathens
i'm a crazy mad season!
(or somethin' like)
i'm back in court
for his and hers, moms and pops
and a backup set
of
guilty until innocent
charge
i took for ya in the colon
charge of treason....
(which continues on and on like)
for none
and paradoxically
every
unintelligible
conscious
buddha blown
god drone
pantheon
pant-sewn
patch
of patchouli
stinkin'
rose of
religious
fearless
freedoms...
(can i buy a rhyme? and on)
my huguenot
brothers
sisters
my daughter
of american
revolution
revolving
credit
union
drawn revolting like
mowed
lawn-hair!
(and some passion plea play like mrs dash
to bring it all back to sense again or somethin')
take me
im your pawn!
im your prawn yes your little
prawn
with a little head pink and shaved
kinda pub crawled public mauled
pubic stage of maturity
fuck the fuckin' reason!
the reason.
son.
pop-n-park your popcorn
right here, bitches!
we got aluminum
interference
on the
homeland
hotspots
hike skirts
torn shirts
twisted lifestyles
twice fucked
flirts
come one
come every one
ok?
join my screw-2-the-loo
group
invite
happening
bed-in
event
worklivefuck
space
cubicle
countdown
4:20 flightdeck
fantasy starved
adult video store
niche-carved
eddy--pulled
nook-shook
artwalk
opentalk
factoforum
bdsmall
fuckfest
peeps-deep
pandemic
colonic
no
fun
cell-sized
phonic
week
long
kick.
sic
south of
suck-cess-city
Unity
Slug
Ass
festival
every
endless
fearful
year
and
on
and
on
a
non
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