Rambling

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Enemy of my Enemy

The enemy of my Enemy
May not be a friend to me
May share the same enmity
That created my first enemy

To come to terms with life
Means you’ve identified your death
Means you’ve found meaning in your breath
But do not accept the sentence
Do not ever rest

You’ve identified the enemy
It will swallow you in entropy
It will sit waiting for the inevitable breakdown of sanity
But sanity is the enemy of your enemy in the light
And you have to be crazy to continue with this fight

The enemy of my Enemy
May not be a friend to me
May share the same enmity
That created my first enemy

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Mesh

The stars will fall
Heaven will hear
the gravity of our distaste

The filth will come
the truth is now
can not be erased

Vile the hand
led by the head
that shined so bright before

Rotting away
the accolades
starved forever more

I want you to fall to me
warping ’till you break
nothing left but hell and fear
A taste of all your victim’s hate!

The bonds they hold
the web you wove
the husk you will leave

corrupt the beauty
you create
a hell so soft inside

another touch
another day
another left tossed aside

a broken one
a trusting one
Now it’s time to DIE


I want you to fall to me
warping ’till you break
nothing left but hell and fear
A taste of all your victim’s hate!


The pieces left
they linger on
reminding you of what was

How many lives
each are the knives
Cut the truth into your skin

Reality
the final cut
that brings you wide awake

all are gone
who sheltered you
and now the pain begins

I want you to fall to me
warping ’till you break
nothing left but hell and fear
A taste of all your victim’s hate!

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Where The Heart Is

They say home is where the heart is
and with a heart full of hate
It won’t let you expatriate to a higher state

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Funk Shun

Executive dysfunction ’cause my brain go stop
trippin’ on my sandals ’cause my flip don’t flop

The rumble of the river calling order to the jungle
If there’s no more faith, then call Mr. Bungle

I don’t take drugs, just carry them along
in a convenient place tucked into my thong

or under my tongue, so I know they exist
or down the throat so they’re eventually pissed


But this is a salad of only one fruiting body
No mycellium here because that would be naughty

Dragged through the windows of the soul of the eyes
I hope these people won’t see through this disguise

What do I do now that I am doing what they thought I could done?
Fucked up and made it and now I’m the one

Imposter Imposter, put down that computer
step up to the bar for another blue shooter

These yellow jackets sting but they keep us going
the bozos with benzos sleep walk never knowing

but I am at the party where the fun refuses to stop
and I can’t walk away because my flip don’t flop

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Hunger

Inner roiling craving nourishment
This is a reaching for osmosis
the lesser concentration reaching for the greater to join and disappear

the space, the void, craving alike
stretch to familiarity
to seek comfort in the finality that is blocked in purity of fear

the acid bath of oblivion
slaking of the thirst for desiccation
running away from the accumulation, the world’s faithful adhere

bare bone is far too much
the isolation of zero kelvin
a single hydrogen atom gaining consciousness in the nether

a silence profound
a hurricane’s eye reaching infinity
in a universe of released impossible weather

push the bubble out
create the negative space
that folds in on itself and the fracture lines feather

and break

into particles

that go unobserved as they fold into waves

breaking the event horizon of the nothing to bring me back to you