Posts Tagged ‘frenzy’

easy

 

Take it easy man
No need for crippling shenanigans
No need to shake your bits at women in hats
Or post a picture of your ass to the queen
No need to ramble incoherently in alleyways
Or fulminate at the news
Take it easy man
There has to be an answer to these frenzied puzzle pieces
There has to be a rational reason for the madness
There has to be purpose in fractal craziness
There has to be something meaningful lurking under the beer mats
Or it would be nice if there was something meaningful
Take it easy man
I suspect there is nothing but acres of no purpose
And piles of inconsequential rambling
If you look deeply into the house of mirrors that we call life
And stroke yourself sufficiently
You will realize that your existence is a fart in the breeze

 

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moonbeam

Shine me a moon beam
Paint me a galaxy
Rend me a portion
Beat me a funky improvisation
Dance me a dinosaur bone
Frenzy me a psychotic break
Rumble me a raucous riot
Preach me a madrigal
Sing me a symphony
Smash me a statue
Crinkle me a carpet
Fondle me a fondue
Confess me a soliloquy
You’re starting to bother me
Get out of my head

WookieeWarriors

Take your medicine you flagrant wookie

Spread mercurochrome first lover unannounced

Bend unwatched while my delusions frenzy

Slake magnificent hart crane harlequinss

 

Laura will I love you make this weird

I will take you to places feared

Mark my innocence before your spittoon

Hide out with me in a sacred room

 

And that’s what makes it so magical

The moments when I talk to you

I can’t believe what you’re saying

And I know what you’re displaying

 

Talking to me

Through your primitive ancestry

Lurking beneath algic fronds

Like an octopus

 

Magnifying stars

In dodgy bars

Be with me baby

Until mutant time

Makes geeks sublime

alien_44

Mark my cryptic madness

Love my hopelessness

Talley up my magnificent frenzy

Break my infinite sadness

 

How can you look at me

With your rebellious technology

How will you romance me

With your primitive ancestry

 

How can you look like me

Why do you try to resemble

My insignificant shadows

And my primitive ancestry

 

Now do you see me

Pelican moroseness

Crow feather pain

Under mistletoe

Broken

Time

Posted: April 1, 2017 in poetry
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dali2

I feel broken not self-assured

And time ticks on inevitably

I feel sexually impaired and hurting

And time ticks on explosively

I am decaying into my sense of self

And time ticks on inevitably

I am waiting for a super-sense of self assurance

And time ticks on explosively

I am frenzied and particularized infinitely

And time ticks on inevitably

I am resting and hard to spot

And time ticks on explosively

I am tremendous and untouchable

And time ticks on inevitably

snoop-mario-keep-calm-smoke-weed-meme-300x225

I’ve built my life on triptamine

Cut the grass of consequence

Never sucked on the nipples of satisfaction

Though I’ve dreamed of putting my head in your lap

 

I’ve been to pagan places

I’ve mutated through my muse

I’ve taken life more pleasantly

And dreamt of kissing you full on the mouth

 

I’ve frenzied in halls of confusion

I’ve danced with whores in dodgy bars

I’ve wanted to tell you how beautiful you are

Then retreated into my insignificant musings

 

I’ve cuddled lovely piggies

I’ve fondled my gonads in desperation

I’ve thought of you and dreamt of coitus

And longed for the holiness of romance

 

But it’s all illusion

The wishing, the dreaming, the frenzy of excitement

A boondoggle, a mystery, a dense malfestation

I know you’re with me as I try to strain love from light

 

 

 

You

Posted: January 8, 2017 in poetry
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brian-family-guy-blunts-bongs

You turn me on

You smoke a bong

You bend me out

You are a lout

You break me down

You spin me round

You trip me up

You steal my cup

You funnel me through

You break me blue

You frenzy my penguins

You crack me open

You dance me dead

You fuck with my head

You encompass my accidents

You scramble my sentiments

You embrace my ravings

You focus my cravings

You tremble my bones

You hog all my cones

kookaburra

So tell me about yourself

Are you feeling gender confused?

Do my pontifications encode the distance between thought and expression?

Number your wallowing senses dispassionately

Take a deep breath and extol effervescent notions over crystalline mountains

Fester deep in the marrow of your depravity

Long for rapture with a socially compatible life partner

Frenzy yourself to implosion with stigmata on your hands

Prance and pose in Christ-like configurations

How shall I know thee?

Hiding in the bush talking to kookaburras?

Looking for a hollow faraway tree to hide in?

Curled up in a ball sucking your thumb like an infant?

I just don’t understand

Why you grumble and mumble and shake your legs

Whirling and gibbering in intricate motion

Like a spinning gibbon

abstract

Frenzy my dances of sexual excitement
Desperate glances in harlequin bars
Scoring the grain of the marrow of living
Strife torn between hell and houses of lout
Mollusc enthusiasm for disparate causes
Tremendous doings and beings of bone
Chop up mojumbo and pack me a cone
Purple my pants down from eating air
Never complacency never confusion
Always extruding mutated illusion
Plasticine being the stuff of our insect
I saw you breathing between tie-dyed seconds
I caught you laughing in pelican phrases
I felt what you contemplated by the train tracks
Knew you were happening coped with conversion
Bent your cacophony inside a moonbeam
I was the one who grocked all your cadenzas
I was the one to rachet your mind-meld
I was the one who believed you were real
I was the one who embraced how you feel

ice-smoking

Empty light-bulb
Diamond blast clarity
Sky-rocketing head-rush
Crystal frenzy
Thick white smoke
Inhale
Exhale
Inhale
Exhale

Soaring forehead to sky white bliss
Angels kiss my beard above the clouds
Googly eyes popping
Feeling funky like a monkey
Feeling fried brain tai-dyed
Towering ego over clouds
Impervious to sleep
Impervious to hunger
Churning jaw
Too much fun
So against the law