der

Round two another year rambling singing beer drinking hanging out friend making fishing golfing bitching fresh linen.New beginning ,hell no old ending hell no, continuation most likely keep going excitedly riding thinking flying exploring sure ,hoping nah accepting,whatever.Round two whatever will do, love it all take it all on another year gone another three minute love song,its all right if it ain't wrong,oh well what the hell here we go and go and go...

The new church

Come come follow me the new church of the crossed T .There are no rules just avoid the fools play it cool wipe off the drool with a napkin not a sleeve.Mostly listen when your friends are bitchen shut off the lights when you leave the kitchen don't pull the gun when the enemy is on the run and always act like your just having fun Any more thoughts share what you got send them to me the leader of the new church of the crossed T

the riser

It is now the third day ,and once again I have risen,I will take this opportunity again to start another new religion where all shall pray to me and ah mm coconuts trees stay tuned for further instructions,remember don't pray for me,pray to me...

sob

arrogant sob

It is the third day ,again I rise shall rise like the good old days when men were in charge, but now women rule and men are left to play the fool but we do not care cause they are always there to take the blame to share the shame to profess sanctity in the mothers name thats so damn cool.Go on be strong sing your silly love song cause I love it and it loves me,I'm free so damn free,what rhymes with glee if your not with me then your against me.I love you and I love you and I love you ,and you know you aught to love me too, be free to sing together in harmony you all love me and your not alone,wouldn't you expect this, to not be alone, cause you see this is me the most considerate male in history, just ask me, and ask them all ,if I thought it was not right I did not give them a call.I could have, maybe I should have fucked them all, I did not I was considerate ,I was arrogant I thought I cared did I have regrets, I should have taken bets on what happiness was I was not aware of these needs just because I cared I was afraid How many more times I should have been laid I guess maybe I was just an insult to the girls that did result in hard feelings lost greetings and disguised feelings I did, I still do,love you all,watch me fall...

Just maybe

Why do you choose to preach what you can't prove ?why do you choose to stay when you can move you have a chance to win and yet you choose to lose,why the same mistakes and jumped conclusions all is not always lost in the mass confusion.Is it comfort ,is it fear?Is it a lack of inspiration that keeps you here do you,will you, should you answer yourself ?Maybe just leave it in an envelope and put it on a shelf for eternity or put a return address on it and return it to me.I will open and read it for you then you may ask me what it is you want to do for you,if you hear you through me then maybe you'll see and then believe that you can change you into someone you'd want to talk too,show me that letter...

yo g

Ghosts I see them even more lately alway so quick and vague,out of the corner of my eye,they move and are gone.They have no faces its just traces of their presence just letting you know that they never let go of the past when they were real,when they could live and breathe and feel,now they're just an emotion seeking a living devotion that will keep them feeing alive in somebodies life,
have you seen them?They are there calling to you do not be afraid.Accept them let them inspire and guide you to often do the best things you are able to do...

Blink

I chant your name I sing your name,so sweet more beautiful than a flower in summer soothing me inspiring me, like few others , has now a hold on me total sensual control of me ,I excitedly await the next command the next intimate demand,I shall respond it will not take long can't risk losing the moment or you may be gone ,I shall respond...

da

Let me check my credit score contribute to my 401k let me gift wrap my cash and just give it away to the con man who runs the best scam or maybe some insurance to ensure I don't become rich in any monetary way muscle up people....

pour you

You'll miss me you wretched bastards now your minds shall wilt without proper stimulation they'll turn to silt,you will not progress your riddled with guilt water shall be your only friend you may dunk your head to hide your shame hold your breath whats in a name,we've been all through this you'll never survive you have only one chance at a happier life and you'll mess that up too you'll wander aimlessly not knowing what to do I failed to teach you more to ensure your success moderate living at the very best good luck to you anyway go live in a field smoke some beer to help you deal with the drudgery that is your new way of strife amf you now low life........

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

My eyes well with tears the time has come and i'm full of fear I did not expect this this late in the game There is no more time my plans I won't change I fuel the rocket connect the wires for the detonation there is no check I'll just do my best then flip the switch I'll cry my last cry drink my last beer think my last thought then scream ready or not and fucking blast out of here and now the real final count down from six to five then four at last three then two and now one done no more me its been fun................................................................................................................................................

next

Sad to report that earlier today our only true intellectual teri 2 did in fact blow himself away.As for blowing brains out ,although the skull was violently blown open no actual brains were found at the scene.Their was a brain like substance but the lab later reported it was merely butterscotch pudding the deceased's favorite flavor ,also noted there was pudding discovered around the genital area.This remains a mystery.Any donations may be made to the butterscotch foundation for homeless sluts,in teri 's behalf.Homicide has not been ruled out,definitely foul play was involved.

no.3

I'm not the winner I did not win I choked when the moment was right but I gave it hell it was a helluva fight I'm not embarrassed a little jealous maybe or not I guess I may have forgot or don't care win or lose all is fair get on with it it was all fun interesting cured the mundane brought light into the game "the winners are the losers and the losers are the winners"life will never be the same...

last call

Say your goodbyes before I close my eyes last chance make it brief before I claim my relief for this moment I have always longed, say it today for tomorrow I will be gone, get in line or just move along no calls from the governor no last minute delays say what you will cause today is my last day ,drink up people...

seasoning

Sippin soda not sweet tea the heat of the summer the way it used to be popcycles melting sticky hands smelly feet burning sands sea weed horse flies kids yelling and baby cries wind blowing sand in your eyes mmm feel the heat love the burn almost September surf will return then the fall the end of it all indian summer bummer back to the cave to be a slave to heavy coats and doting gloats so long heat of summer hello winter grave

should

Its splendid ,its inviting the way you keep delighting me exciting me reminding me of the way things ought to be,smooth sailing and trouble free

tick

Well well the road was long the future is gone hope has no use for me now.Lived this long whatever went wrong will soon be gone and forgotten.Lost old ways changed for good they never should have been changed but the future is in control even when things seem out of control ,contentment was my only goal now its all lost in the haze, contentment will be mine soon in just two more days

unsure

smoking dope is no guarantee, into the future you will see ,not for inspiration,insight or what it takes to be free ,maybe no poetry no brilliant conundrums just ho hum and may I have some?Wonder where my life went not really sure if there were any before regrets not sure if there are any now don't really want to know I'll get by somehow.

till

Maybe I lost count definitely don't care spent most of my life living in fear of success failure living in a trailer walking the tracks stepping on cracks fear of the future fear of the past fear of right and wrong staying the same and moving along its three days I think maybe you know the number of days I have left to go lets call it three till I'm finally free just three more days...

staring at these all walls if I don't initiate something nothing is going to happen at all excuse me while I go initiate

role

stay tuned for the updated list of people I currently hate I semi alphabetical and intensity mixed order

roll

the happy countdowns are all done now there remains only the one, the happiest one

on schedule

Some tension definitely some excitement coming my way total enlightenment new reasons keep coming growing ,overflowing my cup my chalice my mind,there no turning back,no wavering no signs of weakness creeping in,or seeping in no evidence of any kind.Target date still on course,no recourse of sorts a seemingly unstoppable force, still know where I'm going cause I lost my way even keel course in just four more days...

on

I assume this to shall pass I will post and post till this page just moves on down and then goes away

next

Oh I get it ,you were just teasing funning and squeezing the life out of me just to see if I would laugh.Yes I laughed now we'll have no more of that,shall we.

Respect

I love the dark,I live in the dark there is no fear in the darkness ,ignorance is bliss,ignorance is a blessing I only wish it were non elusive I would pursue it with all my heart.Don't shine your light on me don't look for me, let me live in the shadows with my eyes to the ground oblivious to goodness or badness that occurs all around,darkness and I see eye to eye a mutual respect minimizing regrets never expecting to expect change of any sort never sharing secrets never completing a report of any type of value or significance,showing no signs of resistance to no one for no reasons for no fun.Look away close your eyes for I too shall do the same then realize there's no need for shame...

sixless

Now in this continuation of perfect self gratification I say to you with little hesitation I shall bring on to me with agnostic justification the skull splitting damnation of my life ending expression of poetic justice I've lost my way working on creative capital punishment in a just 6 more days....

Italian

Though not a fan your name is opera to me,flowing strong possibly some dramatic story .Large breasted women with strong opinions singing about the trials they've been given and the everyday triumphs soon to follow.I too shall sing to you about trivial things.We shall do an opera together about nothing but whether or not we shall sing together and the joy that it may bring...

fly

Today my real baby is really going away,I see her bags all packed new shoes and a new do a new way of life an a new attitude,like all things you know that its coming but it doesn't help with the bumming your pretty sure its the right thing probably a good thing better than doing nothing.So give me a call keep in touch maybe I'll see you on line some of the time,I'll miss you so much,I'm sure you'll be fine,it will all become normal just give me some time

7 days

My resistance is non existent my tolerance has vanished I am weakened beyond belief I have sustained to much damage to my brain you win I give in no need to begin its over ,I said you win I give in no need to begin its over,listen to me!

keys

The dirty qwerty keyboard I misunderstood used it for evil never for good I did the best that I could I wrote things that I never should have wrote about people and things I didn't even know about should not have shared trying to make people scared cut them down I never really cared you dirty qwerty bastard...

turn

Sure things were great when I was your saint and slave to your needs and gave you everything now you walk away thats ok cause I did not care for the pay anyway, so just keep walking I go the other way

wilting

Its still exciting that warm and inviting feeling that I'm I'm aware of just getting my fair share of satisfaction when I check out the action on my new Smith and Wesson filling the chambers soon they'll be embers and there will be three remainders they will be confirmed by forensics that the fatal wound was self induced from a hopeless fool left on the loose just eight more days...

done

Ignore to bore me maybe I will go away kudo to you though you just had to say please and I would have been gone I heard the rumor on a light breeze so now I'll put your mind at ease and I'll quietly drift away

Non reality

Yes I know your creating a castle out of a mountain of snow.But snow gets dirty and shrinks,gets pissed on then stinks,eventually gets frozen and ugly,and when it becomes unwanted it just won't go away

de'j'avu

During all this confusion,I thought I could bring in a substitution I was under the delusion that I only lusted you.Now I feel the pain swelling when I hear or even think your name Your gone I long for that sweet song that eased me along again I was wrong I was wrong again

d

During all this confusion I thought I could bring in a substitution I was under the delusion that I only lusted you,now I feel the pain when I hear or think your name

stuff

my confirmed misinterpretation at long last I had won the love that never was may never really be

no one

no one hears my cries they all have airtight alibis no one accepts any consideration for my demise

9 days

I can't decide why they call it suicide its not self loathing or always self pity often times one is just tired of feeling shitty.No regrets no real shame just ease back the trigger and end the living game.There may be a moment of then shame as I release the pain I tell you you shall never be the same.I shall never be the same.

whisp

Sometimes I feel it,its quite exhilarating, feeling a burn, a sensation momentary inspiration I try to capture I try to understand it I know how to enjoy it then pathetically poetically I try to explain it share it un-contain it.Of course its now gone there is no memory of it.It does not really exist it yet another ghost to which my being plays host then i preview and post and tries to share with me its innermost stories feeling lies tempting tales making me wise pushing to share hope fantasies and wishes displacing despair.I look for it I wait for it I expect it still I'm often surprised when it catches me distracted just living my lives,thinking of some ways of fooling amusing and confusing you and maybe,just maybe,entertaining you guys

do you know

There was a young hippo named Brutus. One day we needed help getting back to shore because our canoe over turned,we called to Brutus to help us but Brutus was clueless and so he ate us.Beware of Brutus...

thats all folks!!!

delusional

I have created this brilliant scenario in my mind,of course none of its true.It is a great tower which out can see all things clearly from.All emotions are easily understood all reasons make perfect sense and all stories are true.Happy exciting beautiful stories.All about me and how amazing I am.I created this tower and it shall never fall.If it did it would be a tragedy in my mind.For now the tower stands tall and I am looking at you...

you

I'm always in outer space with you,I never know if I'm in first ,fifth or last place with you. You lead me, bead me, tease me and when I'm hungry you feed me,I know you don't need me but it was you who planted the seed in me,guess what the seed grew thats why I need you to feed me ,to weed me, to believe me in what ever I say or do cause always you know I'm there for you .If you need to yell then that just swell then tell me to go to hell I'll go along I'm always there I'm never gone I'm always there I'm never really gone.

broke

The driving force of my insanity has been curbed by a variation in my reality a hesitation of the pursuit of unobtainable recreation now lacking the key aspect of desperation a bump in the road a curve a bend no time left to borrow no ear left to lend I assume one will rejuvenate return to vacant reality where one has no need to hesitate to resume ones presumed fate I guess I'll just have to wait and wait and wait

I've been ditched ,dismissed,cast out thrown about asked to leave given no reprieve

thanks

suns coming up minds shutting down readers awaking now I'm waiting watching the count my anticipation begins to mount whats the score first on line bobby orr easy score number two not quite sure then three jumps to ten maybe more another day where this going don't matter cause I love it count is growing me not ever knowing but the bullshit keeps flowing peace out

woh

I'm impressed by your awareness uncommon mostly accurate my secrets are yours to dispel my slight of hand plain to see my imaginary plan taken gently from me I am simplified humbled my toughest shell crumbled in your palm my crazy excitement turned to dead calm should I thank you or spank you or maybe kiss you then I'll gain or possibly maintain some defensive offensive control over you this is not a game cause then I could quit or have some strategy to resist it no no not a game at all still am impressed at making your acquaintance you thus far are the best

such

the drone of your voice leaves me no choice but to choose to follow you and in your madness in all of your badness i will only seek gladness i know its senseless this endless relentless game which keeps me vane secretly worshiping your name wanting wanting never any closer never gone away create new diversions seeking fruitless excursions thinking everyday what more visions of lost confusions inching me away your way away

us

We all are a Frankenstein none of us came in this world this fucked up

run

freedom of choice the way it was meant to be no ropes no chains all my own mistakes the cause of my own pain I take most the credit for the loss of the gain I had a fair shot to get into the game never surrendered never backed down accepted the fear that made me go around the obstacles the ridicule the letdowns the setbacks the tentacles that held me the sad frowns and the big macs I am partly a creature of my own design happy go lucky at least in my mind which is where I live anyway cause thats where you'll find me come and see come and see

Well I been getting into the whole exercise thing walking running biking thigh master.I believe I could now crack walnuts between my buns,so I decided to try,I'm not yet sure if I can because I keep losing the walnuts.

Then

Impartial to whatever it is that wears on your soul.Thoughtful thoughtlessness seemingly the goal.Just remain aware that there is no truth to fear,for in truth there is understanding and eventual acceptance.Thou one shall remain impartial and restrain ones outward thoughts of sensible tolerable behavior this amuses me,you misled me but did not abuse me,you will surely admit it when you set me free it will be then when I thank thee.

someday

Can you feel it fading?Can you see it disintegrating?You rode the great steed for very long,but alas all must eventually rest feed,and be patient to again become strong.Maybe one last time,hop back on that steed and feel the ever growing need to ride free, seek adventure, attempt to succeed.One day the steed shall go unnoticed perhaps just wander away.I may walk him to the field where he shall run no more.

angles

The tide is receding,the seasons are again changing,there is little progress,its just regress to another known state,another known state of mind.Its usually sadness, always a well known place to go.Its simple,there are no rules really.You always feel welcome.But I think this year I won't go.I decided I'll stay home,I won't let my spirit roam,I shall keep it for me here safe and happy at this also known home.This home of summer,simpler less complicated,far more interesting and fun.Still the season will change and the feelings I may try to sustain,keep it simple,try to maintain,try to maintain.

sofl

as i glance into the night sky the tropical clouds floating by and the sweltering heat calming my mind this is my home this is where i belong for this I have always longed did not know cause I did not know I now know won't leave won't go change is coming it is the cyclic time every time not the location but the relevance of a new situation watch out its coming my nose I'll be thumbing my adversaries may be bumming the rats will be running I'll lead them all to the dump there I'll ditch the chump

August

Smells like summer,a garbage truck achieves a level of stench you tried to forget.salt at the beach and that seaweed dried and burnt.The heat and the sand achieves a certain quiet almost like a fresh snow,a few children's voices muted but audible,and of course a radio.Then the waves small steady come in then slowly recede a calming sound,a cold sound steady,not really comforting just there.Surely at the beach you learned why they call it a sandwich.The smell of baby oil and iodine nobody really knows why.Even now you laugh but totally deny.I would sit a bit but not long,got to walk,down to the tidal pools watch the baby fools chasing the starfish,now they're really cool.Crushing periwinkles with ancient stones.Tiny fish and other creatures unknown.Then a mothers yell,time to go home.Grab a last shell,multi skip one more magically flat stone.Put on your sandy sandals.Head to the car.A tremendously successful day,No time wasted ,and now you sadly drive away.

Air

Yet another brother is gone,lost his life just living it riding along,another moment gone thinking clear not thinking fear just eight hours more he should of been there ,to this days destination expecting some relaxation an upstanding member of his generation.I never knew him but i have heard good things.Many charities for children and other curios things.So long I hope your soul rides on.Still doing good things I ll wait for your bell to ring.

africa

It felt like the womb of the earth the womb of the universe.the heat the light and the life,the fear that excites.They say there, when the sun comes up you better start running.They smile when they say it,but they ain't just funning.So everyday I got up from where I lay and I started running,hoping it was the right way.The birthplace of humankind.Somehow you feel it,a psychic connection a spiritual recollection of where it all began.The land where the first man ran.We're still running still wondering still migrating and searching still funning!

Vane

Sickness madness insanity extremity this piece for you,this power,this ghost this timeless sign.May it forever haunt you,taunt you a symbol a sign of what I want for you.Share it be aware of it.It is for you,it is you.

You will

Your gonna you might you better miss me when I'm gone,I know i was a pain my loss was never your gain.I always kept it simple,always said it plain.I was annoying I'll admit I kept on you till you got the gist of it till you were sick of it.That why may be the only reason why your gonna miss me when I'm gone.You don't need me ,you never did not the point not the reason I only suggested something to believe in.Nothing to request just some concepts to maybe invest in even if they failed they would have been interesting.Amusing perplexing.Oh yea your gonna miss this point of view always sharing whats on my mind even when Its not about you till you were bored you knew I was absurd after all you have certainly heard,every bad joke every weak ass poke,then watched me choke in what I do in what I said still even still you'll miss me when I'm dead.

Why

It was not really a great day, though it was a fun day.Shopping and lunch did not cost too much.An easy day ,was no need to rush.Then to the county park,where there were families fishing,with children dripping,and screaming,little smiles beaming.Then home ,a snack,a sit on the patio.Just what sunday should be.But for some strange reason,I couldn't hear what I was believing,what was the question of the day,of my life,what have you done for me lately.