Tuesday, January 3, 2012

> LOVE >

If I was drowning in the ocean,
would you jump in and save me?
If all I needed was one breath,
to escape death, reset, and take the next step.
Would you be there?
If I collapse fall back,
black out, and pass in my vomit?
Would you be there?
If I was at my lowest, would you even notice
my lowest, notice, my bogus
attitude aimed mostly at those who are closest.

Don't do it. Don't knock on that door.
Don't see that face.
That face that says your too late.
That says, "I could have loved you yesterday.
If you would taken a moment
to grab your balls and gather up your courage
you could of had your chance to love me.
Had your chance to have my hand
clasped in your grasp as we joke and laugh.
I could of been your illusion.
Instead of that booze your abusin'
to lose sight of the misery and confusion."

Euclid

I hustle, I hustle. One-to-one and unto.
I hustle, I hustle. One-to-one and unto.
I hustle, I hustle. One-to-one and unto.
I hustle, I hustle. One-to-one and unto.

I'm the perfect function.
I hustle with matched correspondence.
Cover ever possible player in the range.
When there's money coming in, its going both ways.
Growing to the max. Knowing that perhaps.
One day it could all crumble and collapse.
Doodling rhymes with cubic splines.
Trace 'um like fluid spewing out the spine.
Map a circle to a cline and call it a line.
Change the sign and shift it to the origin.
Once more, what's more important?
That pill or snortin' a portion
ranting problems are proportional.
A complex plane,
but I got my habit in a sphere...

I hustle  through crumpled paper in shuffles.
Stand at the mic and hope not to mumble.
Stumble through words that are muffled.
Fumble the syllables, crumble, recover, and
come back at more than twice what is double.

Oh! he's a poet and didn't know it.
but most of all didn't nobody notice.
No one knowing he was going and going
with uncontrollable motion
flowing like explosions microphone loaded
coastal tidal waves oceans implodin'
homeless and loathin' no clothin'
on jump street, jumping
looking to bump ugly's with a mummy
or anybody who's willing to love me.

Ego Integrity vs. Despair

Drowning in my misery. Isolated inside myself.
Searching for the smallest reason to reach out and
grab your hand. Finally tell you i love you. 
I won't though. I won't. I should, but I won't.
Don't mistake the space, as I hate your face.
You make me anxious. You make me wanna live.
The will to be myself has crushed you in despair.
A pair lacks singletude.
In this finite room comes infinitude's of doom.

"Oh, listen to this dude. Boo! Who! about gloom.
GET A CLUE! They didn't do anything to you.
You wrecked you. You couldn't leave things be.
Things had to be perfect. When things wer'ent 
you had to start cursin'. Throwing a temper tantrum.
Imagining nonsensical situations that you made up."

THAT I MADE UP!
THAT I MADE UP!
Did I make up!
You begging for a piece of my happiness!

I think I'm having an existential dilemma.
I seek the need for possibility, but only see necessity.
Snipped vasectomy, transcendental identity
skipped the Chinese and leaped straight off the balcony.

Monday, January 2, 2012

New Year.

I could blatantly state my hate for the world.
Go fuck yourself, get fucked, then fuck the fuck off.
I could respond in irrational anger.
Only, that's not why I came here.
I ain't came here by choice.
I ain't muffling my voice.
I ain't believing in none of that noise.
I ain't giving up. I only just begun.
Begin then realize I've bit off more than a chew.
Math. Woman. One. Chance. Blew. That.
I. Guess. That's. That. Fall. Flat.
I can't sit here. Sitting here. Wishing.
You were sitting here. Sitting here. Listening.
No, bitch I'm not talking about sympathy.
No, bitch I won't quit calling you bitch.
Why don't you switch,
the value you place on a syllable.
Why don't you quit asking my opinion
When I know your not hearing 'um.
Why don't you just walk that way.
And I'll walk mine. Fine.
You have mine. I'll find a new time.
A new day. A new year. A new life.
Bury that ugly bone they call the past.
Dig a spot in my heart.
Where it will forever last.