Have some fucking poetry.

This time, it's not blasphemous. I promise.


Complex divination
Simple emancipation
I'm not getting the daily ration
the little I get has mold
your stories are getting old
screeching monkies
soundwaves high
sucking my blood
and leaving me dry


Run it over
with a wagon
droopy headlice
brain is saggin'
pork chops on
your ass
I'd rather have
bacon
I'm gonna slam
this non-door
right in your
non-face
Ever wonder why doors
have locks? Me neither.
Bubbles in your head.
Fishmonger. heh.




My nails are growing much too long
I'll get that mower and trim em with the lawn
and while I cut
I stumbled upon a fawn
Neon pink, her eyeballs shone
Skip across the road where the line is drawn
You've got a lordship.



Gotta watch
those hands
tick and stick
to your wrist
like a fiend
turning green
cause you're so damn
cheap
I've got a thing
for lamps
Not when they're hot
Much too hot.
Twisty dials
Light and time
Modern Foes.
and very old.


Seaweed goblins
swishy mode
chewing on foresight
before it got old
belimic Hershey kisses
creeep up on yer missus
they're gonna turn you down
conceited little bastards
those cocoa whores
shake your head
and eat some more
Nori-maki
Clickety-Clacky.
Doris baker
withherunsweetenedchocolate.


Pukey feeling
and bright as a duck
slurping soup
Who gives a fuck.
you better watch my teeth
I've got poison in my smile
you better watch your teeth
'cause I'm ready with a file.
You're split like hostas
and dead like a tree
Found like a nut
by a squirrel with glee.
Call me Mister Moritz.
I'll be your jewish baker
act like salt and motza
but my challah bread is fake. errr?
Go away. Orange punch...My ass!
That's lemonade you have there.
Orange Julius? Go to hell.



Sans limits
no permits
my car is wild.
like a turkey
and that turkey is angry
and swift.
up a tree
no better place to be
a giant chicken-goose
messed up, it be.



Silly stripes
gopher grin
lost your gills
but left your fin.
Cynical elements
slide off your tongue
didn't think
you were that young.
Hiya, Sharkie!

 

Nutty, looks like some free association going on in there.

 

nice. i like it.

 

bwahahah thats what i do in geography when i'm ahead of the class. ahaahhahah

or when i'm behind.

 

groovy.

 

During our state standarized test today (TAKS) I wrote a song.

 

no thank you, but i did appreciate the offer

 

you want some blasphemous poetry then trevor?

 

eh...im not really in a poetry mood...im more in for folk music right now...that and Prpg Rock [namely King Crimson]


blasphemous poetry is still all good

 

haha yeah.


that's what diana ross said..

 

you know it....

"Went out last night..." shit dylan siongs this too fast it was supposed to be "little sadie" off of "self portrait"

 

Ahhhhhahahahaaaa.... Orange Julius is Hell seeping its way onto Earth.

 

I LOVE drinking a nice Orange Julius.

 

Well... that proves it then.

 

You know what I like? One of those strawberry Juliui. Those are pretty heavy in the flava dept.

 

I don't even know what an orange julius is. ahhah.

seriously.

i know its an orange drink you can buy at malls.

i've never seen/tasted one.
I just read about them in the babysitters club series.. actually.. babysitter's little sister, when i was about 8.

 

I think they've gone out of style a bit. I haven't seen one for a good while.

Organic juice places are popping up more and taking their market maybe? But OJ would take some fruits and stuff and stick em in this pulverizer and toss in some ice and there you go. I think. It's been awhile since I enjoyed that tasty beverage.

 

I haven't seen one in years, either.
My teacher made one for me once...
Then she had her way with me.

 

Posting poetry outside of the poetry forum. Brilliant: you finally figured out that poets are arrogant snobs who only care about their own divine works and never read anything else.

 

SO MOTE IT BE.
THE LORD HATH SPOKEN.
hehehe