super conservative

[big baby]

if…
I get to the point where no ones’ love embroiders me,
I’d mix the oils, clay, and color coordinate the sordid seams
avoid distaste. annointed is the day shes holding me
hoist your rose colored lies on a crown of thorny leaves
hearing voices, and all
of them enjoy to scream
tend to open wounds, forget the ointment and gauze
nirvanas intensely consoling. and im pointing to God
for answers. for pensive motions, for something to want
memorized medusas feet, & my neck is at odds
alleged moments, you put me through in the dark
memory wash, collective dullness, deafness and sob
took years to look at you in the eye, and your tear ducts
the only thing set to stone was the mountain between us
consider the fact, were considering redacting
whats upsetting to me isnt your lack of attention
you could whisper sweet nothings, molasses infested
but that wouldnt matter. instead its your ignorance
your palid irreverence against my calloused dejection
your beg to differs, go figures, your knack for these idioms
perhaps, its your undercut mouthing of idiot
the teeth grind to the bone you experience
perhaps, its that motherfucking tone its delivered in
your no holds bargain, your zone defense, the hole in my heart
crayola waxy pastels, bargain wine, oily art
watery eyes and no control is as close to oblivion
as broken hearts, ash tray and continued bewilderment
embark through the shadow, the only thing keeping’ me going
apart from fleeting emotion, is gravity from this blackhole
swear to god i got a disease in my bones
called
squeezing inanimate objects and pretend its your palm
they say deceit can be told from your eyes
but my god, the green in them brings me closer to god
i just want to be normal. i want to be calm
what bothers me is you couldnt be honest
wallowing like diogenes as a prophet
covering half truths, misinformative topics
performative love. banker turned art major
sharp razor, broadway liberal con finagle
how are you able? to resort to untrue resourcefullness
now all of a sudden youre super conservative?
save it.

[Scar]

wow

took years to look at you in the eye, and your tear ducts
the only thing set to stone was the mountain between us
consider the fact, were considering redacting
whats upsetting to me isnt your lack of attention
you could whisper sweet nothings, molasses infested
but that wouldnt matter. instead its your ignorance
your palid irreverence against my calloused dejection
your beg to differs, go figures, your knack for these idioms
perhaps, its your undercut mouthing of idiot
the teeth grind to the bone you experience
perhaps, its that motherfucking tone its delivered in
your no holds bargain,

squeezing inanimate objects and pretend its your palm
they say deceit can be told from your eyes
but my god, the green in them brings me closer to god
i just want to be normal.
awesome man

[dull boy]

I liked this a lot

[big baby]

I liked this a lot

tell me more

[big baby]

wow




awesome man

thx :))))

[Universe]

I echo Scar's sentiments... but if you need to hear it again...

Wow.

Your talent is wasted here, bb. Fly away.

[Capital J]

This is deep. Definitely on another level than most cats as intellect goes. Most cats here probably can't understand most of it. LOL.
Reminds me of when I use to rap on the Lyricists Lounge back in the day. I can't remember when, but I use to be in OMNI, OWV and maybe that's it. It was eons ago.
I mean if you just sit back and just understand your first 2 lines, its sick.
I even like the forth line "hoist your rose colored lies on a crown of thorny leaves"
I think here your saying you'll put em back from where they came from?
Anyways I don't have time to go thru it all,but I definitely dig it.
One up.

[dead man]

swear to god i got a disease in my bones
called
squeezing inanimate objects and pretend its your palm

loved

truth is everything. its simple and cliche as can be. the breach of this breaks apart everything and makes our spaces vulnerable. in ourselves and others. sometimes we write about it.

i think Universe is mistaken saying your talents are wasted here. its a space to express. the audience is secondary. a different recourse is always an option but there's no wasted effort to worry about. we all know that habit is hard to break.

thanks