Showing posts with label anger. Show all posts
Showing posts with label anger. Show all posts

Wednesday, 17 November 2010

Uno Tracto Intención.

Kidney clutching fetid fetus,
Pitied in disdain, takes the piss.
Please Take the Piss.
Internal ache. I gathered corone corvus.
Livid and libidinous - Chokes - Resist.
Please don't resist.
Sex infects as a latrine nauseates, suffocates.
Insitigates a usual tension. Another glandular crush.
Please don't crush.
The spreading sores, eager to please, irritates.
Writhe the time away in faint ignorance. Don't Worry. Just flush.
Please just flush.

But you never wanted anybody sadder than yourself and pleased everyone but you so you could fulfill your own egotistical urge to be held in esteem rather than be held at all and the organs burn as they play a tune of their own accord whilst slumped with no backbone you purposelessly press all the wrong keys and hit the wrong button and yourself up the bracket and up the arse-end of empathy and generosity is giving yourself away because you don't want to give yourself away but you must be seen to give yourself away and that's generosity that's yours insincerely,

Your bladder,
Your spleen,
Your back (stabbed),
Your kidney (stoned),
Your cock,
Your disappointment.

Sunday, 20 December 2009

4 Real.

So should I pretend:
Shall we just play clowns,
Paint our faces red,
Smiles just made up frowns?

Swallow what you sell:
This forced smile I see,
An existential,
Pompous piety?

In any weather:
Wave my arms in time,
Hands tied together,
Matter over mind?

Dangle from the sky:
Chilly dungeon chains,
Laugh like getting by,
Red-shifting the pain?

In the laugh forget:
Man dressed as boy?
This just leaves regret,
My life lost in joy.

I can't just believe:
This what I've never seen,
Smiling faith is not me,
Only sadness is real.

I know you fake it sweetie:
Lying is when your lips lift.

Monday, 14 December 2009

Sycophantasy.

Watch me as I fail then.
Do you really think I give a shit,
You jumped up spineless cunt faced dick!?
Everyone fails...

Survival is a lifetime's goal,
every body dies, every soul.
I submit myself to decay,
you're too late, this was yesterday.

Bend our broken necks back and laugh,
a vapid vision of men who're half.
You can't win when I wanna lose,
You cant win when you just fucking lost!

Do you really think I give a shit?
Do you recall the point of all this?

The words echo from time forlorn,
The day when this star was reborn:
"Laugh at me, go on laugh at me...
Be my sycophantasy?"

Welcome to your own personal hell...

Do you recall the point of all this?
You dont like me. You are my bitch.