Kevin OBrien

Survive The Wicked Daily Jive

Tue, 14 Jul 2009 21:05:22 GMT

Person 1:

You wake up in the morning and realize your cornered in a whole world you've never seen before; You get your pants on and your foot out the door. left your suit at home with your girl in all her allure. A TV's on and you can see the window transparent, but it's still there. Finding yourself compelled to stare. Don't say you don't. We're passing by a street selling pairs of pears. You blink twice, now in a garden of fruits, four floors with nothing to lose. It's game night, but at least you have padding. A cyclops emitting light, a nurse who picked a fight "Come on sir take your pills!" everything turns to suede a hunger sets in as do the walls, suddenly your bed is made. Black&White with shades between. Older wiser, but weak in the knees. Not a wish, but a sentence. Not yours, but another name was signed. As sense grows the sun shines longer everyday. Finally permitted not to stay, here's your papers be on your way. Where to run to where to stay. What good are papers anyway. The end has came a gunshot wound in which you lay, couldn't there be some other way?

Person 2:

Turn the corner another life in the city it's escaped and gone to a better place some scream " go and get help!" then there's those who pick up their pace must have been static. Solid shot oh how the blood flowed. Old man freshly shaved dressed the part why did he think he had to go. Got up at seven. This was a new day. This was a new life. Unfolded his finest iron collared shirt with cuff links. It was was his only vice. His jacket and hat waited for him on his way out. The door led to what the past thirty years happened to do for him. The sky seemed smaller no one seemed to have a care. The side walk spawned it's own caught in the crossfire. Shouting of scrambled screeching car tires. The new generation turned out this way. He laid on their sidewalk looking at the sky being told it'd be okay. He paid close attention to eyes and the pitter patter of talk til they came and took him away as they zipped the bag up the sky went away,

Was this fate's way?

Mon, 13 Jul 2009 17:29:53 GMT

My mother: I went to the bar there was people doing teriyaki!
Me: Karaoke?
My Mother: yeahh?

This is existential fiction.

Mon, 13 Jul 2009 05:27:12 GMT

Ever heard the story of Baby Busta Burroughs? As a shorty playing in the front yard of the crib, Fell down, and I bumped my head. Somebody helped me up and asked me if I bumped my head I said "Yeah, I had my first whirlwind of backwards VCR memory lane". I saw my own conception. Turns out I was a product of a gang bang. My mother was Susan Denise Atkins aka Sadie Mae Glutz. The divine follower of Charlie, you knoww good old Charles Manson. She was the apple of his eye, his prized killer. The night I happened to see inside this time capsule reflection was the night Lotsapoppa threw a big drug party bash. I watched as she was introduced to my fathers, William S. Burroughs and Busta Rhymes. Mother said "That if I ain't gonna be part of the greatest I gotta be the greatest myself". Unknown to science and free of fertility drugs Burroughs and Busta's sperm fused together that night penetrating Sadie's egg and no, there wasn't twins. Just a superhuman Genome. Lotsapoppa got shot after Charlie had an argument over sales. I was blasted back into the future. "In the magical universe there are no coincidences and there are no accidents. Nothing happens unless someone wills it to happen".

I gotta bone to pick; a bowl to pack, hot grease and grits to slap...on the griddle. Now riddle me this, the age old question, the energy is infinite when I wake up I will be a different version of myself. Back to the riddle with this in mind.

How am I not myself? Can you answer yourself this?
"How am I not myself?"

Not I just you, but it takes two for fangs to grow fast like leeches or beaches of lost thoughts; ramble free as kites when I was young I had dreams high as satellites.

ex·is·ten·tial:
adj.
Of or relating to a construction or part of a construction that indicates existence, as the words "there is" in the sentence.

Sun, 12 Jul 2009 20:59:59 GMT

mhmmm.

mannn

Thu, 25 Jun 2009 15:31:46 GMT

I'm at the Doctor's. It is ten AM. I am right on time for somethingg for the first tiime in like months. The nurse asks me about life, oh blah blah blah shooting the shit to pass the time talk. As she take's my pulse she stops talking. I can't hear it? I laugh. She asks does that happen a lot. I laugh again and tell her how my friend has tachycardia and is always checking his heart,So I let him feel my chest, neck & wrist to tell him it's better to have a fast pulse then no pulse at all & it always freaks him out & he say's "you're dead!"

so the doctor comes in,
He see's that I'm taking Trazodone & Ativan for Insomnia, I tell him I do Construction & Landscaping. The more I work the more awake throughout the day. That is doesn't exhaust me, only if I work less do I find myself tired. It's like my adrenaline keeps me moving. When I try to sleep I lay there for an hour or so, to wake up around 3 or four to wait another hour to sleep for another couple hours. I twitch if I keep still. Ask my girlfriend, always movingg. Always thinking too. He looked at me like I was inhuman with his head cocked to the side. He said you appear strong & healthy. I tell him I feel healthy. ohh, what is it to be young he justifies as he awkwardly leaves the room.

There's a wonderful start to my day, I always feel like an Alien at every single appointment ever! Neurologist's couldn't figure it out, Speech Specialists said I'm wired realll fucked up & tried to reprogram my brain, Shrink's wanted to drug me, Therapist's too. The hearing people at least could tell me I had 115% hearing where most people are below 100%, how I have a form of Auditory Processing Disorder which sparks like mad cinematic scenes in my head, but what can you do for that. I could of told them that. I don't wanna change. I just wanna be able to function, drive right, work right, to be accepted not brought down to your medical standards. On another hand if you're not with me throughout the day you wouldn't understand what I'm getting at you must observe my true nature's, So how do they make a living on assumptions?

I see how society has become it's pandemic cancer swine flu crazed plague, it's not the T-Virus, it's the AMA. Don't let me rant, Don't let the rhymes, no not yet. END IT.

Reminder to self:

Thu, 25 Jun 2009 03:26:56 GMT

Get debit card,
buy Brittany:
Pants,a shirt, and shoes off Charlotte Russe,
reservations for dinner,
tickets for entertainment,
a book or magazine and a movie for at home;

and have it delivered on appropriate days of the week.

ps
I want to want you to watch Martyrs and I Heart Huckabees!
and spun again. Can we watch Winnie the Pooh, please.
Oh fluff n' stuff, You gotta watch Transporter 3 with me.

pss
I can't wait for you to get out of the shower. I love you Princess Pie Suggar Sunnshine Water Droplet :]

"Stupid Child Proof Lighters"

Mon, 22 Jun 2009 01:24:54 GMT

Today I laid in bed all day with Brittany literally except for a few minutes when we went to Market Basket and bought stuff so we could make Shells and Cheez wiz. I guess I forgot to pump my tire up when before I left so when we came back he was on the prowl for me. He couldn't understand how I forgot when he told me twice today. lol. So I fill it up and loosened my valve stem which pissed him off. He also said I used the wrong piece to attach to the compressor. He said he always used the same one for yearrss but it was brand new like a year old. The one I always used was a longer on with no latch, so I know I'm not the one wrong. I calmly dismiss him telling him to calm down. It's not like he never forgets shit. I come in and make Brittany and me food and when I drained the shells I dripped water all on the floor just a little droplet path. My dad walked in and told me to think of what I was doing and to lay off the drugs cause I got a little pasta water on the floor. I told him to shush cause he was mad at the truck or something and now he was yelling about water on the floor. He is ridiculous and every day he gets more and more senile I swear! He then went on to yell about how I thought the cap on your car tires was to prevent air from leaking out where they are really just to keep dirt from going into your tire, like I knew anything about that. I asked what did you do just fall out of the womb knowing everything he replied I taught myself everything. I said I didn't take that path sorry and peaced. He stormed off probably to either a Chinese restaurant or Escapades, I can make bets probably on it.

Happy Fatherrrss Dayyy. I am having a blast Brittany and me are having a blast hanging outt. We're looking to go camping in like New Hampshire or something. I always leave KGO<3BMR places. I did it so perfect in the tree at our campsite in Carver. It was brilliant. Too bad niether of us can drink this summer.

There is water at the bottom of the ocean!

Thu, 18 Jun 2009 06:40:19 GMT

Chelsey Lately is ridiculous!

Fuzzy Logic, Its Groovy.

Tue, 16 Jun 2009 17:42:41 GMT

I got B sick. I got sick first started with an itchy throat and runny nose turning to a chillfest feverish game of taking the blanket on and off. I was delusional on Saturday and Sunday. I saw a liquid centipede the size of my fist in a doorway it was clear, but all it's features were all there as I walked through the door it splashed and disappeared. I swearr. Then at B's friend's grad party the tree's were colored like Italian flags and the hue's were glaring at me. I thought a dude carrying a case of bottled water was videotaping everyone with the huge studio size camera's ya know what kind I meann? There was a handicapped girl walking up to people at the party and putting her hands on their back. She touched my back when I was staring at some lasagna and It felt like a ghost had passed into my back a little, as if I wasn't really having contact with flesh; though I could tell I was being touched and I knew it was her. It was another confirmation in life that we are more then bodies, but traveling minds. I had been waiting for her to touch me at some point. When I turned to look her in the eyes there was a clash of spiritual energy. It was like our mind's made peace in the air. I accept everyone, but I felt her energy had questions for my being like she could feel my mind and understand that I perceive things differently then the next and she looked at me like she was thinking the same things about me as I was to her.

I'm just lighting up my.. la ...la laa la la la la

Fri, 12 Jun 2009 17:15:27 GMT

You know my fears. I have no doubt in myself. It's not like I'm Spencer Pratt. I will continue to bring you anything you want. Gala loves you. Rogue is just starting to stay still. What's funny is we're watching the HDTV FLAT, since when do we do this? We could watch that spaceship zoooom, but instead we're watching The hills these bitches are so fucking dumb. It's all good though. I watch. I love it when you rub your belly. September is right around the corner. I wish it was nice out. How do you get rid of a sore throat I haven't had one in hella long. I gotta go to wareham! I might stop by Brandon's without a warning. You better give me some quorn!

I want a pair!

Mon, 11 Aug 2008 04:27:58 GMT

Sat, 09 Aug 2008 08:13:00 GMT

Theres nothing like nodding off to the sound of your babe's heartbeat. It lulls me in making me feel warm and relaxed. Skin is so soft calling me in closer. It's more natural then the heat generated by sheets. Her beauty glows from within, composed, striking. She's asleep. I can sit back and appreciate my attraction to her. She is my one and only.

I realized Im still alive!

Wed, 06 Aug 2008 01:31:29 GMT

Hello world!
I've been off and on, out and about, living life.
I have a girl, She glows with beauity. I find her energy inside myself.
The perfect reason to share a world together, unity. A bond so superior it
can handle any future.

I've been recording here and there.
http://www.myspace.com/bombride
I've got all sorts of media production going onn.

I'll be back more often.

In case you havent seen this.

Wed, 19 Sep 2007 16:46:24 GMT

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pSmivbD8Y10
Do that thang you do and get ready for a hardy laugh.

Can we have recess?

Tue, 28 Nov 2006 19:16:33 GMT

Solitude stance on a balance beam, adapted with parallel light and audio spheres. Blackboard rustic bones washed wisdom into the nonprofit direct earth source foundation. I got lost on a rapid river road. Tin can reality promotes false sold sanctity. The Mouth fed degree a breach in dreams. Suggestive poppy field moral opportunities. Spaces within public places like a B-side if your eye’s wide. A sporadic cannon ability decision suit. Public dean’s disorder intuition had drawn taut. Unknown entity radar homing sensation led a life media flash liability bulb burst.

Questions?

How the fuck do you get a bomb and anthrax into lincoln memorial...

Tue, 28 Nov 2006 05:10:47 GMT

The time is now 11:51 and the homework in the class that I hadn't gone to is not finished. Queers, paranormal and a slight herbal green blend together a feasible quise. The news is buzzing so loud increasing daily. We need a substitute. The world around you slips and chokes in ways you cannot see. Pace provides years impending order for the cycles to the worlds new order. Air inside trapped doors gather and mystify. A cosmos obscured with blinks of an eye. Two breathes in and out with a lie. They' re shipping overseas. A white fist sunset and dashing rain cause doubles the effect of an mankind overdose. Link to the key shackled with a hole through DNA. The border of proximity is area a plane? Street dead cold ice stare. Dont you forget your soda pop poppa millionaire. Follow your attention forbidden anywhere. strike, you're ouutta here. Remote spasm child falls isolate with the rest of silhouettes.

Lets get some sleep!

Monday morning meanders my way.

Mon, 06 Nov 2006 05:44:52 GMT

An iced caramel swirl latte later and I find myself at my work actually on time for once in about 2 months. Today at work a man who appeared as ordinary as can be rolled up to the boy on carriages. Engaging in conversion he told him he was from the cape and didnt know his way around. After being told Taunton was a stones throw away, Middleboro was right up the street, as well as Bridgewater and that he was in Raynham. The man in the SUV bluntly asked the boy " Where can I find a hooker. Where can I find a good blowjob?" ..."well the taunton greens right up there" The boy pointed the way to the obvious response. I would of told him the Comfort Station, a rectangular building off the green. There is a bar right next to it and across the street. Just within sight of these horny drunk fools. Hookers. You have to be direct while trying to help a brother out. I don't know whats worse payin for sex or payin outrageous gas prices to go seek unpromised sex for sale.

One of the things I love about havin a job is interaction with the public, seriously. There's always something new bound to happen. You have to be on your toes.

Why are they called Jet-puffed?

Sat, 04 Nov 2006 18:27:55 GMT

The forest is well. I made a visit to the aged clearing today. Whom is grown in and it wears it well. I met a tree I've never seen before in plain sight. Its been quite a while, possibly eight months. Last spring I had written the following after leaving the place.

Habit, turned routine, grown accustomed too, now its necessary.
Flowers in bloom, yet they grow withered.
The cycle circles everlasting.
Sun comes up, Sun goes down.
I see all of this in its entirety.
Marvel once, frown in intervals,
Its appreciated the sunset sunrise.

...and it still holds true today.

Tobacco Enthusiast

Wed, 16 Aug 2006 20:57:58 GMT

Every year people try to quit tobacco products. Out of all the millions who try to stop only ten percent will be successful. Most of them give into their vice before a week has elapsed. Now today I’m going to answer such questions as: What is Nicotine? How does Nicotine work and how it effects your body? Is there any medical use for nicotine? Why is it highly addictive? And how lethal is nicotine? I’m hoping to inform the general public, so they will have second thoughts about buying another pack of cigarettes, snuff, or chewing tobacco. Whatever the users preference may be it’s ultimately bad to the body in the end.

In 1828 an alkaloid called nicotine was extracted from the tobacco plant for the first time. This type of alkaloid can only be found in tobacco, tomato, potato, egg, and green pepper plants. It can also be found in the leaves of coca plants. They are all part of the Nightshade family of plants. Nicotine name comes from Nicotiana Tabacum(Tobacco Plant). Nicotiana Tabacum is named after the 16^th century French Ambassador Jean Nicot, who promoted the plants medicinal use . Nicotine is an organic compound made of nitrogen, hydrogen, and carbon .

Nicotine works on the skin, lungs, and mucous membranes. They can absorb nicotine quickly once contact is made. Nicotine will find its way right into your blood vessels with ease. It then moves to your brain. Users may feel the effects with fifteen seconds after using it . Nicotine causes an increase in activity in the brains Nicotinic Acetylcholine receptors. This activity creates a flow of adrenaline. Adrenaline delivers a stimulating effect. Which increases activity, alertness, and memory. It also increases heart rate and blood pressure and reduces appetites. Nicotine increases levels of dopamine in the brain. An increase in dopamine levels gives the user a sense of gratification. Which leads to addiction .

Nicotine also makes burn more calories even when you are sitting down . Low doses of nicotine has shown to act like a stimulant, but taken in large amounts it will act like a depressant. Nicotine itself does not cause cancer. Nicotine disrupts apoptosis. Apoptosis is the bodies’ way of cleansing itself of unwanted, mutilated, or unwanted cells that could become cancerous .

Nicotine is actually finding its way to the medical field. New studies show that nicotine can aid someone suffering from Autosomal Dominant Frontal Lobe Epilepsy. Nicotine has shown to improve or relieve the symptoms of Moderate Ulcerative Colitus. Nicotine helps the neurons lost to Alzheimers by improving them or slowing the degenerative ones down. Nicotine has shown to reduce the tics of an individual with Tourette’s syndrome . It also is used to self medicate people suffering from schizophrenia.

Nicotine is physically and psychologically addictive . Nicotine addiction can be compared to heroin or cocaine. It is so addicting people who know it is bad for them will continue to use it and need it. Nicotine stimulates the neural circuitry in the brain making you feel a wonderful sensation; therefore you’ll want to do it again . Symptoms of physical withdrawal include irritability, headaches, anxiety, depression and others such as disruption in thinking and sleeping. Nicotine withdrawals last about a month.

Nicotine is lethal if taken in large amounts. Forty to sixty milligrams of nicotine can kill an adult human being . That’s like swallowing 4-5 cigarettes . It is more lethal then most alkaloids. It’s even more lethal then cocaine. The lethal dose of cocaine is one thousand milligrams . Commercially nicotine is sold as a pesticide because it is a potent nerve poison. Signs of nicotine poisoning is vomiting, nausea, headaches, difficulty breathing, stomach pains, and seizures . If you or anyone you know is experiencing this get them to an emergency room right away.

Now that I have shown the facts I hope people will learn to stay away from Nicotine. If they do decide to stick to their habit at least they have learned something from this. If they want to make their body a breeding ground for cancer, I can’t say anything else. I’ve laid it out right in front of them for all to see. Now before you pick up your lighter to light your cigarette remember what you have read. Do you really enjoy it that much

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Thu, 27 Jul 2006 13:09:37 GMT

I have a friend whose strut and swagger tells you in visual symphonies that his tolerance for life is deeply impacted by his outlook on the world. At times the mere sight of his ghastly white body will scream carnivorous petunia. His verbal excretions will rot your brain like Dooms Day for dinner. His mockery of elegant scents brings the birth of compressed death. His mouth on the other hand is full of stillborn weddings. Where his facial hairs border on civilized animosity, His black slick hair is an unstoppable, but ordered fashionably unpredictable epidemic for the masses. He has a manifestation rather then a laugh that doesn’t let you forget what his mom says “He haunts houses".

Can any of you guess who this friend is?

Interstate Brainwaves

Sun, 25 Jun 2006 01:22:04 GMT

Staying up with the streetlights,
Eyes shut, body taunts
Inane instruments of time,
With Seconds that turn to transportation,
Minutes slowly clock to unspeakable hours,
Which a soft blur in the distance will not tell,
Electric Buzz, Radiation rings,
You can almost imagine the contour lines,
The sights run endless upon blankets of sulking darkness
Shattering shadows into squares, Figures appear,
Outlines incased in quiet heat, Rustle stealthily said outside entities
An anonymous altercation added animosity,
Blue lines will at least start the end,
But headlight beams pass by, highway a half-mile away,
To think I’m the only one who can’t find sleep?

High School Education

Tue, 20 Jun 2006 22:23:59 GMT

I asked who turned the lights off? An orb spiraling as if playing with full contact. Transmission failed although the general public was reached. Now the question is who’s in charge here? Dozens of fingers pointed, No confession was contributed. This program was a failure from the start. We should of known better.

Pupils in their assigned seats had the stars in front of them. Mentally Blocked by conversation, Stories of High School passed and shared. Teachers gave their encore, followed by student’s gazes more and more each day. The sun would shine, the snow would be collected and even spring would be in a sharing mood. Sleep was caught with a desk in sideways view. Taught lessons on life in between helpings of dedicated rhetoric. Students held their breathe for that familiar punch line. Friendships made and quotes were filling their pages, homework seldom found.

Age is key in giving the power of knowledge; it goes for receiving as well. Fun times triumph over hard work preferably by anyone. Seriousness with a baby face found to be not as useful as good looks or wit. The frigid bitter ones made the most valuable players, a lesson in fear came across with influence. The bad seeds made time tolerable, except for the few who breathed in the teachers’ lessons like a burning bible. Pen eager to solve any statement made either if proven false or not. Meanwhile affairs, teachers who last a year or those favorites amongst the class solemnly get exiled for their liked characteristics.

The hazing of new teachers pushed to their limits till broken. A path shown of destruction, never failed. Passing is breeze if you play it right, tangents of slacker-ism developed and grown. A pure-bred ready for the world at hand. Glowhead’s nobody would know daily routine was needed to cure those sudden outbursts or maybe to keep them on task. Freight train with no tracks, they lead the way. No one will know if their eyes are kept closed.

Cut class like it’s an open campus come and go as they please. We know the rules. Saturday Detention is fine when you’re with all your friends. The goody goodies miss out on inside jokes made daily. Your best friend the principal greets you at the door a face that’s oh so familiar. Too tired to go to school? That’s fine. Here’s another suspension. Get some rest. It’s on us.

Who can cuss better the student or the teacher, It all depends on the scenario, usage, and what was said obviously. Earn class credit while engaging in friendly conversation. At least you came to class today. Ask to use the bathroom. Get told which ones locked and/or guarded. The students need their fix to achieve their parent’s wishes. Walk the halls, but first check into class. You need that precious marked attendance. Just be tardy with a note, dismiss yourself forge a note. Don’t give into order unless order can give into what you need. Food and drinks are not permitted in the hallways. Want a soda there’s a vending machine in the teachers lounge, works at all times of the day.

Deserted hallways, Stairwells, unguarded rooms, auditoriums, and gyms make an excellent place to get to know each other’s bodies. Hell, why not right here in the middle of class. A few teachers will pretend not to notice. The rest are far to busy checking their personal emails.

Hand in past English class work as Science homework. Do every term project the night before it’s due. Hand it in five days late, receive full credit. Bullshit a Math test, don’t believe its possible? All you have to do is scramble up formulas using numbers from the question. Circle three answers per question. Fill up the page till its thick with endless numbers. Make sure you put the most effort into the bonus question.

Express yourself through art and writing not academics. Anyone can do arithmetic. Just teach it to yourself overnight. I taught myself six months of algebra in an hour and a half and you better believe I passed that final. It is simpler compared to other strategies such as; listening to the teacher a.k.a. watching the mouth move, but not hearing a single word. Too busy watching their facial expressions, hand gestures, or facial hair etc. Don’t worry I understand.

Science is a way of understanding life, the world, and surrounding galaxies. Just as long as that god character doesn’t get his two bits in. There is much to learn from History seeing how it repeats itself with different leaders and innovative ideas. You should have English down by now, if you are a legal citizen of the states. That means you don’t say “um” “ ugh” or “dude” every other word. That is not English that is fluent American. Speak your suburban, multicolored, LA trash influenced, filth propaganda. I am amused, but am not taking you seriously despite my expression. I will act out your silly fads as a satire or mock you to show you are not real. I definitely am not, prove to me you are. By now we should be the media. They should not control us.

We’ve come a long way. I don’t know how much longer resistance will be maintained. Drowned by drama till it made a man sane. Knowledge under the belt, told what emotion to be felt. Read, heard, and lived the dialogue in multiples. Fed, Learned, and gived what was expectable. They made us this way. Sad thing is we all had our say. Make the most of it. Mold it till you see fit. There’s much to find in schools supply closets. Don’t give up on your sensations. In decades of time we’ll be running this nation. It’ll all be fine. Out with the old in with the new. Providing wealth for a fortunate few. Souls to be sold. In return for benefits of health. We’ll pay our taxes through emails. Get rid of faxes that’s slow as snails. We’ll be the ones working instead of the ones lurking. Our kids will be fucked They’ll have to deal with us. At least I can fall asleep knowing the future is going and will never end. At least the lowering of standards will bend and bend. Our times will come to lend a helping hand. Peace, love and harmony found all over the land.

Maybe we could make it happen in another thousand years.

Mon, 08 May 2006 16:04:29 GMT

Religious metaphors, are used to lure,
Unexpected white folks, who can't take jokes,
get all upset and fret, then sweat,
at any sign of betrayel, anything he says will,
guide them to the light, sure to find him in their sight,
blinding illusions, causing contusions, and losing,
wars fought,the non-believers get caught,
Professional deceivers, the public's recievers,
confessionals needed, They will tell you your thoughts,
Well should you or not, Hell, I hear gets hot,
You'll burn, and learn, better yet yearn,
for another life, lungs smothered with knives,
from all the bothered souls, who grew cold,
all because they fold under pressure, gunshots an unfriendly gesture,
They get to hold it all in, for a whole life of sin,
But that's if its real, don't let me begin,
Anecdote, overdose, vomitose,
everyone is born, few choose to die,
Tuck in your bedsheets,
between me and you is lies.

Friday nights, Gotta love life

Sat, 06 May 2006 16:07:15 GMT

A new life was suggested, but my brain feels congested,
It may entice me, but it might be the light see,
meaning the beginning to my downfall, deeming threats & phone calls,
My GPA is a 1.3, lets just say schools to traditional,
There is a way, some day, My dreams are not fictional,
College next fall, high school withdrawels soon shall follow
however I'll have the summer months to deal with these cunts,
He used to be so sincere about drinkin beer, Now hes not one to care about being fair,
Arguments & taunting, patience dents, money hes always flaunting,
I'm hellbent & tempted, he's so unkempt & believes he's exempt,
& I'm a broke nigga.
How am I to start a life, Go figure?
at least I have a vice, that doesn't pull my trigger,
I'll lend a friend my life in the end,
to leave behind all kinds of fine lines & rhymes,
Give it up to a M.I., Just sigh & stop the lies,
push through the doors, to white floors & more,
rehabs just a lab with medicine it can't be bad it's the government,
I'm feeling fabulous, I guess so call a cab unless,
You can give me a ride, so I can find what I've got to hide,
repression causes depression, We realized in this session,
guess I'll have to retrogress & confess to myself, it'd be for the best,
Don't self doubt, I'm going all out, No need to shout, What's the fuss all about,
We talk in quiet voices and think of our choices,
We walk in halls, talk to walls, and get silenced when order calls.

How Can I, HCL?

Fri, 05 May 2006 03:03:53 GMT

Fit like a puzzle piece, the trunk lifted, adjacent to the goods received by the cars metal hood.

"I take offense to that" said the lady in the flowered hat, feeding herself fat. atkins diet. She sure did defy it. Deepfried pallywack give a dog a bone, This old lady cooked at home. Hard boiled eggs, varicose in the legs, high cholestrol. Doctor sighs, points at her thieghs, Point taken at all? Miss, Are you faking, Burned herself while baking, Slipped and fell on a hot pan, cracked her skull on the ceiling fan. Shit must of hurt like hell, That bruise sure did swell.

Who stole my comic book?!? Hold you to the sky feel that comet shook. Shooting to fly heal the cosmic looks, Infinity, Divinity, Salinity of ocean water makes me dry, wounds reverse slurs unheard energy strike.

A hearse is ordered for her bearded dyke,
Oak trees sways, Soak these grey,
Obey three men again and again,
Bitch, Dont ya wish. This Screw
Screwed Its way into your forehead,
Either way you begged
scorch the earth, see ya in the shed.

tombstone ordered,Flowers bordered
A Long grave site, tried to save her
put up a fight, strapped in there tight
Deceit and treachery
once reached recieve a receipt
for the life she lived
the knife she gived
could never compensate
should however its to late
Shes dead, in your head,
you replay the life she led,
Memories is all you see as you close your eyes
memorized lullabies pass the time
as your mourn
stay on task, get up in the dawn
dont take from the flask
its fake and a mask,
so show one last emotion,
before you drink your needed potion.