Saturday, February 24, 2001

Bare


Solemn dreary Saturday evening
watching the winter trees motion
swaying and dancing but empty and bare
when out of nowhere came the notion
The tree like me, continues to live
Even though it's empty and has nothing to give
Maybe this is all there is

Watching the sun as she slowly sets
knowing that time she never forgets
Up high the angels place their bets
a penny for your thoughts
a nickel for regrets
a thousand dimes of remittance 
Couldn’t pay off my debts

If I ever knew what happiness was
I'm sure you were there
If I ever felt what true love does
I'm sure you did it
If longing was teardrops
And desire was dew
I’d be drowning in longing
and desire for you
If your grief was a breeze
and the winds were your sorrow
I’d keep you warm
With the hope of tomorrow
The winds can't blow everyday
They have to stop for a while
and then the sun will come out and play
In the corners of your smile

Tuesday, February 13, 2001

Twisted Haikus


If you’re ever stoned
and then you end up in church
you’ll probably laugh

Homeless dude asked me,
“Brother, could you spare some change?”
I said, “No.”  Scumbag.

I think that I’m black
But then I look at my wang
Nope, it’s a pink crayon

If I had a boy
I wouldn’t play with his dick
Cuz that would be sick

If Jeffrey Dahmer
invites you to eat dinner
Politely decline

Whoever you are
One fact unites everyone:
Midgets are funny

I hope when I die
My casket gets tipped over
And somehow, I fart

If you have trouble
with stamina in the bed
think of dead kitties

If you’re really drunk
and you have sex with a dog
that’s not an excuse

I was watching Alf
and then I thought to myself,
Hmm...Alf has no cock
 
Once I was trippin
and then I looked at my wall
For like two hours

Went to a concert
Dude asked, “Do you need tickets?”
I said, “No.” Dumbass.

How come, every time
I’m at the supermarket,
Old chicks stare at me?

Robert Dinero
his face always seems to say,
“What’s that foul odor?”

When I shave my balls
and I cut myself, I think,
“Please balls, dont fall out.”

I have cottonmouth
I need some gum or a drink
Sex would be good too

If you had 5 kids
And one was murdered
You’d have 4 kids left

I went to the south
It’s a nice place to visit
If you’re a white guy

I went to Brooklyn
It sucked. It would’ve been fun
If I was not white

I went to Paris
Some dude said, “Meeshur!” I said,
“Meeshur is horny!”

When I masturbate
And people call me and talk
I finish the job
 
It is amusing
When a grown man says the word,
“Poopie.” heh heh heh

I think to myself,
when a cheerleader walks by,
“Wish I had ether.”

Sometimes when I fart
I’ll shove my face in my crotch
yes...I’m a sick fuck

Christmas at my house:
No tree, No presents, no sleigh
Just weed, booze, and whores






Thursday, February 8, 2001

Stressin


Shifting and unsettled
like pebbles on the ocean floor
you approach my blind side
hoping your smell wont give you away
Bad news my dear
You cant hide from something that's a part of you
Like a dog chasing his tail
You will never win
So lose gracefully
Move on

Stress is like plaque
Slowly building up
Until finally, you clean it out
How do you clean it out?
Many people have many different forms of stress release
What if the thing you rely on to release your stress,
becomes the source of your stressors?
What then?

Goddamn stress building up like plaque
And when I close my eyes I don't see black
I see red, people dead, gettin shot full of lead, on their deathbed
I try to cope, smoke some more dope
Try to keep some hope
Before I hang myself with a rope
But the drugs don't satisfy
only temporarily pacify
the demons inside my soul
I wish I could control
But their bone deep, so i don't even bother
Built up over a lifetime from the lack of a father
Mom can't stay off the bottle
kids at school laugh cuz I waddle
And I got the ghetto turn signal that ya gotta toggle
And then people have the nerve to ask me
Whats your boggle?
Well the problem is honey
Without love, guidance, or money
Some cuts never heal
and its hard to tell whats real
and only morbid things appeal
When the evening news is comedy
And you laugh watching lobotomies
and your idea of sex is sodomy

Something went wrong
forced to be too strong
strength turned into sickness
my skin increased in thickness
and now the only things that bring me pleasure
i snort, inject, or measure
So welcome to my world
population 1
Don't worry bout that gun
I just carry it for fun
But sometimes something itches
When I look at all these bitches
Bleach blonde f-a-geez
driving daddy's s-u-veez
And then my grip gets tighter
my knuckles getting whiter
smith and wesson
teach the kids a lesson
And maybe some kid somewhere in sorrow
Won't get picked on tomorrow


Monday, February 5, 2001

Pile of Smiles


I was laying in bed and looking at space
when reality bitch-slapped me across the face

Something opened my eyes
made me realize
I can now see through your lies

It's amazing how the way you touch my hand
makes me bury my head in the sand
The way you slide your fingers up my wrist
helps me forget I'm just one on your list

I put you on this pedestal, like what we had was unique
how could I be so blind week after week
Why do I allow myself to get fished in
to your pile of smiles and shit and sin?

Saturday, February 3, 2001

Katie


She said that her name was Katie
and that she drove a Mercedes
I said, “I promise my lady,
my love is strong like KB's"
I'll have you foamin like rabies
and have you cryin like babies
and have you scratchin likes scabies
and have you burnin like hades
until you pushin up daises
but I can see from these lazies
that your thinkin that im crazy
but baby this is all gravy
and maybe my eyes are hazy
but you are lookin quite tasty
your lookin sweet like a pastry
and maybe im bein hasty
but your outfits lookin racy
and I can see somethin lacey
and I would like if ya taste me
no other lover can face me
so baby will you embrace me?”
Fuckin bitch maced me.