Thursday, December 31, 2009


Checkerboard patterns lie on the left chest
Underneath the collar bone expressing distress
Players on both sides one red one black
One undecided one scarred
One timid one barred
Gravity restricting expression
All smiles will fall with time
Held down by an invisible force
All seeing eye observes a certain collapse

Demi god, semi nod
Expectations patiently waiting
For the fire to fizzle or the flames to be drown
By self doubts or selfishness 
Failure to succeed is their biggest wish
Will you give them this, give into this
Or chase a dream, living nightmares
ESCAPE from this, seems light years 
King me

Sunday, December 20, 2009

My Conversation with John Reuben

So yeah..

I got into an argument with a man named John Reuben
He said "I have no opinion" I said "Fair enough"
Been there before
No use in beating a broken down door
I asked of slippers, dreams and pumpkin carriages
He laughed, he wouldn't hear of it
I asked if he knew of a woman named Alice
Who enraged the Queen of my Heart causing malice
He grins, I smile, then shakes his head
I asked if he knew of a maiden with snow white skin
He says yeah she hasinsomnia my friend
Puzzled I reply "a lot on her mind?"
You should know though its been some time
Forced laughter erupts like a cuprunneth over
I understand
standing weary feeling the hands of father time on my shoulder
I asked if he knew a southern Belle
He said yes but she is broken like Liberty Bell
Oh well "do you know of a women of stature
With sapphire eye and an evergreen smile?"
"No, but I knew a witch until a house came down and killed that bitch"

My Life

Black lip stick and wet cigarettes
Box of match sticks and no lighter fluid
Just do it, Nike
Hands riddled with premature arthritis
Arsenic writer
Late night sessions with electronic type writer
Glow of an empty soul, sewn up
Reflection in the mirror, blurry
In need of corrective licenses
Heart heavy like a long drop
Perspective faded, truth lacks relativity
No Albert Einstein in my presence
Laughs, hugs..... shrugs
My life

Friday, December 18, 2009

Pokemon/Harry Potter/Twilight Rap

This is anti Edward Cullen, cock roaches crawling
This ain't for English class, this ain't for your moms friend
This is (insert name here) at hogwarts, bring a wand
Preferably one made with spell check, never wrong
This rhyme ain’t approved by p-e-t-a
All right this may offend my pokemon pets, okay
With my wand I test spells on pikachus
This should make pokemon masters go protest, “hey quit it dude”
Like Jacob Black I drop fangs in women
Edward Cullens sulking because he can’t get them
I know human beings are so tempting
I bit Renesmee (Reh-NEZ-may), her neck glistened
A werewolf, with more bite than bark
Steadily on the hunt for blood, land shark
Growl at the moon, spit black magic
This is death of mythical creatures, I have had it
(pause) cue the violins

Sunday, December 13, 2009


6 months ago depression was my enemy
No energy think an angel sent to me
She gets to me so I think I might write to her
But she doesn’t read me letter she wants my spoken word
So I speak on this beat lyrics tweak till they perfect
And her lips thin up top and the bottom they sit plumb
Covered in lip gloss
I was underneath my covers constantly exhausted at a loss
Breathing in exhaust in my path
Couldn’t face it
Mind Gone
Tough loss
Depression tastes like coffee grinds mixed with wet cigarettes
Maxi pads in ulcers
No soul death eater
Vultures swarm me
Foreshadowing my demise