Showing posts with label poison. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poison. Show all posts

Monday, July 20, 2026

2.5191 : 7/20/19 : Poison (The Experiment: 26/100)

Pick my poison
some things go way back
No grace or poise on
build up the stack
with another admonition
to ignore all prior timelines
Latest hymn to king attrition
scrapping coins to pay my rhyme fines
my inflation style syllabic
pick my poison see the trend
watch me pull my usual drab trick
drift lift spill mill wend

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Saturday, October 19, 2024

2.4551 : 10/18/17 : Whip

all I hear is a
whip cracking
but I'm numb to it
like I bit the poison
apple
and. too dumb to spit
I feel the sleep
of a thousand years
hell I wish I could
just pull it up
aroud my ears

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Wednesday, February 07, 2024

2.4298 : 2/7/17 : Every Bright Head

This poison drool
will float my
back teeth off
but won't stop
piling up
till it fills
my dumb kopf
seems these days
what I'm up to generate
down with the
general hate
swish cane and
lops
every bright head
that bobs
a little too high
sure at least
I'm safe
such a downcast guy
but I should look out
for those bright lights
seeing as how we ain't half done
with these days' fights.

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Thursday, April 27, 2023

2.4012 : 4/27/16 : Flight

All things are made of flight
all variance is density
hail the lenses focusing time
remote in space hid in immensity
So is transmuted each desire
and I no longer know my own mind
poison seethes just underneath
my vampire teeth just pierced the rind
I envy the ones I put in place
I covet their clarity and call
a million cash and a thousand week vacation
got no answer to what if I won it all
beams cross at neither art nor science
heaped and fettered in the danse mundane
hey newest saint blow a kiss back
this acolyte is bowing in this rain

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Sunday, January 29, 2023

2.3922 : 1/28/16 : Poison

I've got codes, categories
but it's all filed:
Quotidian
bad habits and mischance
Call project what I did again
noting but to wait
for poison to run its course
and usually
I've dealt with worse

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Sunday, December 04, 2022

2.3867: 12/04/15 : Rough Salt

Too many cooks
rough salt and
battery
In a poison mirror
everywhere
will get you flattery
If it seems like
random slinging
when I get these
dumb bowls ringing
and the thousand
cooks' clatter
just a drop in the din
and me struggling
over if 
transformation
proceeds from within

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Saturday, December 03, 2022

2.3866: 12/03/15 : Last Level

I'm so last level guess
I might get pity fucked
I'm fraidy cat of what might
go down if I got unstuck
The piper don't even play no more
he knows I'll still pay
I never said I'd ever
be a winner anyway
Such dull rhymes
So white so straight
So stout and protestant
thin crust over hate
Curdled and poisoning
aimed within
Zip it back behind one flash
of a devil's grin

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Monday, May 16, 2022

2.3665 : 5/16/15 : Tracks (Endless Axis 398/500)

Many directions
little motive force
felt myself on tracks before
still wonder at the source
that keeps me twisting
unsatisfied
I knew I dreamed the old man's
coughing for he surely died
and how do these strange dreams
connect to the poison of tracks
both darkly leading
to some cataracts

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Wednesday, January 19, 2022

2.3548 : 1/19/15 : Battery (Endless Axis 281/500)

Does the battery have enough
charge in in it?
You'd think so it's sure
enough large i'n'it?
What's left that's
penny for a pound these days?
how will I live with it
If my sound dismays?
I pulled the poison plug
jeez 15 years
just have to dodge the random squirts
the imp aims at my ears
started to charge the battery
and now I'm at my peak
and I'll power up your crazy bike
'Cause you're my kind of freak

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Tuesday, March 30, 2021

2.3253 : 3/30/14 : Higher Purpose

I'm kill this poison
with stronger poison
how'd I get
so smart
there's no such thing as
a higher purpose
there's no such thing
as art
there's such a thing as
getting my end in
you better all
watch out
I gave up looking
for my higher purpose
I'm on a tear
a rout
I'm kill the stronger poison
with lord high
ultrapoison
I'll seed it in
the clouds
oh how I'll laugh all
immune and furious
watch it rain on
the crowds

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Sunday, February 07, 2021

2.3202 : 2/7/14 : What Lies Buried

Getting furious
while I meditate
is this a joke
maybe I'm doing great
work it all out
get some air to it
Some days I don't know
whether to stare or shit
Want to vomit up
every poison thought
boy what lies buried
is a juggernaut
ready to erupt
at the drop of a hat
another effort to empty
goes splat
and what lies buried
is a life's work
and sometimes hell
I just feel like a jerk

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Monday, December 07, 2020

2.3140 : 12/07/13 : Roll

Roll for initiative
roll to save
I'd be embarrassed to admit
how many fucks I gave
and what's this now
it's not as if I don't care
but effort seems irrelevant
so at another flash I stare
roll versus poison
roll to dodge
If I could find the right number
I've a complaint to lodge
I tell stories worse
than when I was thirteen
pray what the hell
is that supposed to mean?

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Sunday, August 30, 2020

2.3041 : 08/30/13 : Confabulator

Confabulator
in the service of kings
tarnished versions sure
ignoble things
you picks your poisons
and collect your coin
hoping it will kick up
something better to join
hope I end up
with some time to spare
come up with my own
little lies to share
A world of plenty
folks of good will
a common purpose
no reasons to kill
oh sure now that's some
confabulation
but if everything's stories
that's my busman's vacation

101 Curious Professions 86: Liar

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Friday, August 21, 2020

2.3032 : 08/21/13 : My Poison Garden

I've seen what passes
for success
for my kind these days
and there's another
kind but
I can't crack their ways
and there's another
wizards of a language
I don't possess
and what
kind am I
I don't know and am afraid to guess
the little here brigade
the little there
regiment
there's never room left
for me under
anyone's tent
but I can roll this one
up tight in leaves
of my poison garden
pour the resin over
soak it in
and watch it Harden

101 Curious Professions 77: Roller

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Thursday, August 06, 2020

2.3017 : 08/06/13 : Criticize

Those who can't do it
can always criticize
Hell yeah, me too
It stinks and damn your eyes
never in my life
have I seen such abomination
gotta love the knife
so much more fun than information
every artist needs
nature to provide an enemy
been on the other side indeed
felt the vitriol so venomy
thinking sure I might
just enjoy wielding the lash
Say it should be more than a fight
shit babe I'm in it for the cash

101 Curious Professions 62: Critic

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Tuesday, December 10, 2019

2.2778 : 12/10/12 : Working

What do you get
if you say it isn't working
maybe an apartment
and a lawyer's bill
What's your next move
When you can't see a future
another plan
or the poison pill
Never stop it says
never settle
It was a slogan
on a liquor ad
I had a thought
about hope and promise
Still working on it
day and night, gay or sad

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Tuesday, June 18, 2019

2.2603 : 6/18/12 : Minutes

Making book on minutes
not impressive
after six or seven years
am I afraid to lie down
fear that poison
might get forced into my ears
it has to be enough
but that don't make it
anything like plenty
don't ask me
where it's headed
if you must go ask who sent me

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Tuesday, June 11, 2019

2.2596 : 6/11/12 : Portals

Suddenly thinking of
the poison I've let them
pour in
into these precious portals
strapped to either side
of my head
I'm tired as hell
with it
it's all
illusions for us
hapless mortals
but I plan to
sleep through it
in an uncertain
unmade bed

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Saturday, December 15, 2018

2.2417 : 12/15/11 : Tolereance

I should have
built up more
tolerance by now
to the poison
to the trauma
to the broken vow
I should have come up
with a strategy
instead of what still
looks a whole lot like
wait and see
nobody is watching
or expecting anymore
appreciate their tolerance
they don't
show me the door
as I try to grasp the nettle
take the bull by its horns
end up lightly gored
and with a hand
full of thorns

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Monday, November 19, 2018

2.2391 : 11/19/11 : Anger Wrought (Seventeen Nights 1/17)

And all that
anger wrought
was forgetting this
plus angry thought
that turns and
curdles the heart
poisoning the mood
and spoiling the start

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