080 - Words080 Words 7/12/09Oh by the way,The plaid maid said,Go buy the wheyAnd head to bed.Such words (absurd)She hissed. No list!I heard the thirdBut missed the gist.Down very stairI stepped and leapt;My merry mareShall schlep un-slept.So town-ward boundIll ride, I sighed.An ounce my mountsLeft side left dried.I forced my horseManned-naught and boughtA course: my sourceOf love not taut.Which pitchers rich?Through guising lies.I itched this niche.Guys eye my size,Youngn, swung in
Sour bourbon. Pour!Gin, men; say when!Four more for sure.Laughter-slaughtersFilled the buildingAfter waterSpilled my gilding.Dear home, returnedWith chore in-checkd;Beer foam, I yearned:Width, hoar, perfect.
061 - Fairy Tale061 Fairy Tale 6/18/09There once was a lolita cutieWho also was quite a rare beautyShe had such a smileThat would shine on for milesAnd lets not forget her nice bootyWell one day she met her a manWho had done all the things that one canBut at the end of the dayThey both left the same wayThey came in, and their normal lives ranThis went on for some time, though, you seeEvery Sunday night at ApplebeesHed use lines and some mushAnd shed laugh or shed blushBut to no avail, or so thought heAnd then out of the blue came a dayWhen he finally swept her awayHe had not to do muchFore his hand hers did touchSince then, six months ago, to this dayNow they're one of a kind, he and herAs for time, it's been such a fun blurAnd between me and youThey've just one thing to doAnd live happily ever after
018 - Rainbow018 Rainbow 6/2/09Red is my wrath and my hot-blooded temperImpatient desires fuel my furyOrange is my oral-offing globs of gluttonyTemperance is a waste of time and teaches not a tasteYellow is my gilded greed for waterfalls of wealthPrejudiced my justice is toward altruistic serviceGreen is my envy of everyone elseIn spite of an absence of sympathyBlue is my boring and sluggish sin slothHence, diligence dilly-dalliesIndigo is glorified in pride and certain smugnessIll is the humility of sitting in the shadowsViolet is lively lust and plush impure perversionChastity shall not impede the luxuries of life
073 - I Can't073 I Cant 5/31/09You want me to do?Well I can't.Is this when I go?Well I can't.Do all of you,As you beFriends with eachOther?, wellI must admitThat I can't.I can't sing, I can't danceI can't joust, fence, or lanceI can't feed or eat foodI can't breathe like you doI can't follow you inI can't worship or sinI can't sense what you senseI can't take several hintsI dont know how to knowI wont never be foeI can't be gotten-ridI can't leave, God forbidI cant say who I amI dont know what that meansI dont care if you canI can't sell me for beansI dont have to know whyI wont want to be wontI can't wave you goodbyeI can't cry when you're goneDo you want me to be?Well I can't.Should I be more upset?Well I won't.
016 - Questioning016 Questioning 5/31/09Why the complexity?Whys it not simple?Why are there rules thatExplain how the rules go?Whats in a war?Whys it our cure-all?Who was the first to sayKillings the answer!?Why is there poverty?Why even have money?If all had the same, it wouldHave no more meaningWar is not murder,Its how we surviveIts us as we maintain toStable our speciesCompared to the universesWorkings, were simpleIf things werent complexThey'd be boring.
052 - Deep in Thought052 Deep in Thought 5/29/09The ground you stand on is the pastYou may dig it up, butAll you will find are ancientSkeletons of what once wereThe sky above you is the futureYour eyes may scan it end to end, butAll you will ever see is an open, empty,Eventual dissipation of existenceYou are the immeasurableIn-between that is the presentYour survival depends on bothNot falling through the floor andNot running out of air to breatheWe are forever stuck in this limboOf comes and gos,Amid came and will come
050 - breaking The rules050 breaking The rules 5/20/09.iM brakeing the rules, im aa breaking thethe rules, versus: egg-me'sthe the universes begs todo beg me toso it then thatthan I mustbreak themthe rules hear our mint too bee brokenand that just what will be donetheir roll-seer arm-into beb row kinands that waht willedly wyle-dle de be [B1] wona rule-iverse cant not be the un-onewhichnt wont bet he one swhich cannot be,therefore every rule must be broken oror- un-broken in or---der -der to join the rest at the start//finish linE(Theyres a myssing IS in thereMessing-Intheir-Somewhere-Inthere)Pee? Yes:what-can't not, be never un, done(wont) never not, be once-un done, Theun-ub jek, shun shoudlnt .be .con.si.derd (,For it) switch-was not, there whennit wasnt.lief letteratura.Ceci n'est pas un п
076 - Broken Pieces076 Broken Pieces 5/18/09Bent over, bleeding,Realizing my folliesOnly now: too lateverweaKindling the rebirth,Embers of my past mistakesNow are catalystsohelPlacing pieces, i'm,In broken succession asEveryone spectatescchymotiCrying for its home,Each piece crumbles to ashesSay goodbye, pieces
054 - Tower054 Tower 5/16/09With all of my powerId tackle a towerWhile others may cowerId scale a high towerLike dragons devourId tear down a towerWithout any showerI'd rebuild that towerOn every half-hourId sound the bell-towerInstead of a flowerId pick her a towerAnd I dont know how orId grow her a towerJust so I could wow erId carry a tower,Id chew on a sour,Id labor and scour,Id bake with more flour,I'd beat up Jack Bauer,I'd lose to Matt Lauer,Id tower a tower
if i werent a coward