Digging up the Past Part 4

subconscious coma

borrowed feelings
betrayed wisdom
abused intellect
stolen thoughts
discarded emotions
a subconscious coma
lost in the stratosphere
of humanities collective conscience
destroying the laws of the universe
at war with the mystic
exploding ego's lost in stars
to be recycled
endlessly
forever

Love is just a way of asking for help
It's more dangerous that way


Reckless Beauty

She was beautiful in a ruthless way
A punishing God's unholy creation
Taunting men with a brutal lack of conscience
The whole world was in love with her
and she couldn’t care less
So she went on with her charmed life
Goddammit, that girl was blessed
with the true nature of evil
and I loved her for it
But she'd just look away,
murdering me with her silence
To her, I was about as memorable as a
scrap piece of newspaper being swept along
in a dry summer breeze
Feeling her truth was PURE SUFFERING


“Is this good shit?”
“It’s good shit.”
“How good is this shit?”
“It's GOOD shit.”
“I’m gonna try this shit.”
“OK. Try it. It’s the shit.”
“Hmmmm…this shit is the SHIT.”
“I told you it was the shit.”
“You were right. It’s the shit. Goddamn it THIS IS THE SHIT. I am really feelin’ this shit.”
“You said it. It’s the shit.”
“I always trust your shit and it’s always the shit.”
“You know my shit is the shit. People just know they’re gettin’ the best shit. I get the best shit and people want a piece of my shit cuz it’s the best goddamn shit around.”
“How was the fight last night?”
“The little guy beat the piss out of the other guy. Just thrashed him…knocked the piss right outta him. Then he pissed on him. He was pissed right off. So he pissed off somewhere after. Probably to a bar to get pissed.”