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DeViouS
Name: DeViouS
Reps: Wife:Beaters Title: "Poetry M'ocean" Through the course of my life.../ I'm forced into fights.../ aborted from torture of sight.../ sordid ...and...trite.../ ignoring my strife.../ I saw a portion of my torch but it wasn't the source of the light.../ I was haunted at night.../ assaulted and twice afraid.../ a corpse but now I"m amazed.../ dischord is now a charade.../ devoured the sweet...downed the sour in trade.../ shun my eyes to the sun....and cower from shade../ my power is laid..in times shroud of hours an' days.../ rhymes?? just lines of vowels an'phrase../ I sigh when my mind is clouded w/ haze.../ I lie b/c I'm proud an' afraid.../ shine in a crowded parade...of cowards an' crazed doubters ..somehow showered w/ praise.../ endowed w/ the pain..of housing the shame of nothingness.../ not dark...I've gotta spark of rays of loving yet.../ shoving stress..back into the muddy depths of my puddy chest../ hugging death ..b/c he said.. I was his son ..under a mumbling breath.../ stumbling steps...line my path w/ laughing more..and cussing less../ just b/c I'm out my shell..that doesn't break a dozen eggs..../ I run an' shake when blood is shed....so he comes an' takes one hundred breaths.../ thats why I pace w/ gun in hand...you can't be sane an' understand.../ how fiends dance in veins..and upon my head..../ until I'm lain up under sand..from the hatred of a man..I lie in wait... a number..damned.../ but I survived this quake...to come again... ------------------------------- Title: "po.e.tree e'm'ocean II" -Sipping absinthe and Magically spit acid nouns...to sitting passive to *abracadabra* your a cadaver now- *the ReiGn has Fallen* My inner closet...houses...a mouth of sinning conscience..../ jabbing....jaws w/ avid cause....til my doubt is spinning..nauseas.../ grabbing..pauses..to denounce or actually stop this ...beat...-down.../ a passively...scrawl..glyphics..a brief vowel....and all "pacifics"..../ to ebb and salt the senses....to season "falls" from " tripping"..../ I weep like walls in prisons.....leaking..stalls and victims..../ speaking pos-i-tives... when it.. leads to "naw it isnt's".../ pleas just mob the dimlit....fiends that knod from venom...they breed and maul for things.. that ease or stop the itchin'..../ my rocks and seeds of thought are drenched....so state what's un'fair to you...and I'll watch you bleed from consequence....and await your saving parachute.../ engraved my name on snares and loops...I'm daring any vermins will..to make you unware to truth....of the "screwed...disturbed and ill"../ my shoulders seems prophetic..as I tongue comands and murder reels....like soliders screaming medic as they advanced "hamburger hill"...../ strike a pose w/ hand and quill.....at chance reveal this artistry....but mind is froze when entraced to kill...that glance to pierce an artery.../ my lining's bulge in pants w/ bills...that act as though thier dollar's lost....only bad"noose" can branish steel.....so I hang in halls though its "all four knot(s)".... like? a star vast...then far collapsing to a black hole.../ a dark past....and the reaper reaching for his las'soul.../ swift pens driven ..by pistons of muse..../ switchin minutes ...to a million incrimated divisions of a tune.../ radials scar-ring....the onyx canvas of the asphalt..../ 80 soaked cars weave.. honk as if answers are a "bad cop"..../ steadily about faced..troops....who drink w/o taste..../ proof that w/o faith...we're doomed to droughts-waste..... -FIN- Title: "TWOfacedTOO" (skitzo-gory...storyline's) DEEV is Skitzophrenic..been..unconscious for about a week..his alter ego..Charlie..has some secrets..and he wakes up w/ a weird taste in his mouth..a headache..and some bad news... Charlie: Goodmornin' Deev...how ya be?..yah I'd just be up yawning too../ if you hadn't been my alarm @ 3..whats w/ all the snoring dood??.. DEEV: I'm onery... I'm warning you... my mouth has got an awful taste.../ Charlie: on top of that your boring too..get up, so we can wash our face.../ Deev: You realize what time it is..what you tryin to do to me...??../ here it is five til 6...I'm up, now kindly humor me../ Charlie: Turn our neck.. its kinda stiff...I trust your tired..assumingly../ your a nervous wreck...and I am SICK..of heists w/ guns and jewelery../ what mindlessness..just 2 or 3?..and soon we'll be the..siamese../ skitzophrenic crime'ing spree .. Deev: pencil PRICK...YOU LIED TO ME...you said to me so READILY.../ "I've quit w/ all this mental'shit..and homicidal tendencies...".. CHARLIE: your getting hot.. a little bit...beside yourself ...now listen Deev../ your forgetting all the good I've did..fulfilling all your SISSY needs../ pedicures...and different things.../ and NOW you wanna split the seams??..this righteous act is tiresome..some nites in fact.. been lying some../ my advice?? relax...when I am done.../ you'll realize that life is wack...and so are you ...w/ rhyming son.../ I'll even tell the type of axe..I used to hack and dice them up../ now please give me that white and black...toothbrush..that sits inside the cup.../ DEEV: tell me where you hidin'm.... CHARLIE: come on..can't we just discuss the plot??..../ I seldom see you give a fugg...the girls tied up..the others.. shot.../ oh I forgot..we had to use your brother's dodge...(he can't get us cus he in cuffs..)and hide out in his summer lodge.../ though I refused to light the fuse..my mind was skewed....and numbed ajar.../ the only problem might be you...but now that we have come this far.../ the other's called and ID'd you..and down came ...Reese...and cousin Paul.../ ...and I knew there might be grief...so I doused in flames a couple more.../ DEEV: what about my wifey..Ruth??... CHARLIE: I was about to say ...she's such a whore.../ ...I found her in a tiny coupe...w/ high'knee boots..and nothing more.../ w/ some rich guy she hardly knew...I did what you would probably do../ I funneled gas ..and flung a match...and watch the bitch-just BARBEQUE .../ YES..I know the "arson rule"...but this game has audibles.../ I changed the plays..for saving face..so now this haven's plausible../ now you wanna blame me.....take.. a look at all the jobs we pulled../ we came in with an arsenal...killed off our accomplices...and I gave it ALL to you..now you won't acknowledge it../ I killed off all those officers...w/ mason'jars of arsenic../ place them all in vacant cars...and sent them off a rocky cliff.. DEEV: you did it DAWG!.. thats MARVELOUS!!...a snag exist 'tween you and I../ see if I took this hatchet..shit..It'd be me commiting suicide../ just b/c your half is ...dim w/ misery..you ruin mine.../ locked away..and padded in... CHARLIE: your trapped in shit..w/ sewer eyes../ my ploy is thus..my math in this..I knew you'd judge my 2 plus 2's.../ that..poisonous-molasses mix?? I dabbed some on the toothbrush too... too be concluded??? |
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