Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Implosion [Revised]


When Jesus comes down and starts suffocating the masses then I might believe that he is real, until then I say to you TV Evangelist, leave me alone! I won’t pay you 10% of my salary. I don’t have a salary. I don’t even have minimum wage.
I am known as a jack of all trades spewing words at the public, to some I am a hustler, and to those same people I say, Fuck You, I know my rights as a citizen in this country.
A man asked me for change, I only had a dollar and I told him to piss off, you never know when you need a dollar, I needed change for the bus the other day thank God I had that dollar or I would’ve never made it to my destination…Where was that?
Home…Yes that’s it…Home!
Home is like one explosion of random, you never know what’s inside, sometimes THAT uncertainty may implode in itself.
Pale Fire. Pale Fire. Pale Fire.
Vladimir, what were you thinking when you wrote “Lolita?”
Stop arguing Godman we don’t need YOUR words of wisdom, YOUR wisdom means nothing!
Christianity needs one thing to blind the public---The Greatest Disappearing Act On Earth!
Supposedly happened three times:
            1. Teen years missing!
            2. Death, what happened to the body? Are you the rabbit now?
            3. Revelations – Jesus is back with a vengeance!

I came to the point; your idiotic mind was focused on that squirrel instead
            Of pretty words on the page/screen/viewing preference!
I bet if I placed Piggly Wiggly back in this poem you would absorb every thoughtless
            Word!
Don’t tell me what to write!
You want something special then go write it your fucking self!
You wrote LOL – but you’re not laughing, I can see that!
LMAO – Still no laughter, and even more ridiculous than that is, Microsoft Word counts that as an actual word!
This is all like watching Fox, CNN or MSNBC, They try and they fail!
I wonder if they put O’Reilly and Bill Maher in the same room, would the room commit suicide? Would there even be a civilized conversation?
Answers to the questions above:
1.      Most likely!
2.      Not At All!
Throw Michael Moore in there and God himself would come down to Earth and
Suicide bomb the entire planet!
I must consider my natural resources of planet System for such an event,
            $1.43, a copy of Zombie Survival Guide, Millions of unpublished
            Documents waiting to pollute the world, and a puppy!
What’s more to say? Don’t talk to me about sanity, I define it everyday!
America, Laughter is the greatest medicine of all!

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

In Search of Sunrise (Revised)


Normality plagues the mind, save the wounded soul
            Who believes he his driving towards heaven
            In search of sunrise.
We see the sky above and he gazes beyond that curtain.
            His eyes glare past the stars and into worlds that we can’t dream of.
Society drives imagination away,
            And through abnormal crossroads it blossoms once again.
Through this new revolution I feel the sun rise above the Earth, and
            Realize all the wasted years inside the box.

-Weasel

Friday, March 5, 2010

Street City Blues [Revised]


I.

Spider monkeys on the railroad tracks pushed into the walls of the mind, plagued by
            Madness and hacked away by the blades of love.
Who marched through sunless deserts picking up the vague-less and the vague.
Who walked upon moonless nights in graveyards filled with angered bodies bitching and
            Moaning, cries of the dead!
Who looked upon Planet Jupiter with naked vision and found a lifeless formation filled
            With definition.
Who has seen a penniless world promoting laws against the rights of the people.
To the general public, pull the mask away from your face and behold your world!

II.

Walking through rancid Earth watching the mindless, the mindful, and the mind-fucked
            Destroy Street City Blues of limelight and shade the shadows of a glowing
            Parasitic sky.
Who played sweet jazz-like music on his trombone on the street earning his pay from
            Day to day to day…
Who witness stabbings and murder and even God himself demolish the senses of society.
For days the soul just wanted to strip nude and run out howling towards that heavenly
            Hellish cloudy blue/grey sky.
Instead, he ate his turkey sandwich and watched the word do it for him.

III.

To the ends of the Earth, to the Heavens, to the Hells, to the sacred abyss of the mind.
Where waters dry and leave empty oceans.
Where skies turn red and thicken atmosphere suffocating life.
Out of these horrific visions the soul desires another life to love.
Break the boundaries of the mind and enter into the reality of life.
There are whispers between the screams, distorted by Earth’s fierce winds – Nature –
            The maddening Siren’s Song – call back from beyond false realms to worlds
            Unknown to the soul.
Pull the blindfold from your eyes and look upon the brand new world laid out for your
            Convenience.
The laws have been broken, boundaries removed, life is completely cageless.
 The journey is fading away and ending.
            The soul is free.
            This is not to be confused with organized freedom. This freedom is outside the
                        Systematic – True Freedom, Chaotic Freedom.
The chains are broken, and the new world awaits!