Friday, June 3, 2011

Silent words, loud like explosive
Ive heard, im being herded into a minefeild
Now i know it takes time to feel healed
Now i know it takes pain to love
Every time
Rewind to find a reason w hy
Somethings have to die

All civility lost, accosted to death
Single abilities gained
Inside humility again
Detach from humanity
Envy the sanity of simpler times

Check This

Monday, May 30, 2011

Id stand down but im on the edge 
And its a long way down
No time for Frowns 
Crown of the thorns 
Lead me to my grave
Save me from my fate

Where will the dawn rise when neither side said come hither with her warmth?
When the gravity of the situation escapes revelation?
Where is the apocalypse where are my daemons to show the truth?
Life like death, dead like life, come my denizens become citizens of this warp.
The darkness is our friend it covers the pain of day the dismay of light rays. 
The Black Sun. The Dead Sky. No Reason Why.


The walls call your brain to numb again
Only the deaf dumb and blind find

Time to ignore the truth
Here in the cell
Eternity in private sector hell

Lost for ever, inside
Outside they are shunned
Shot at and gunned down
The reaping, police come around

And round up em' all
No prejudice other than monetary
Demanding debt and servitude

The alternative is exile or imprisonment
Here lies their intent
Exterminate and reinvent

Down with existentialism
All hail materialism
Money over all
No exception to the infections
Everyone must obey
Destroy individuality
This all sounds very cyclical
 i could stand it on a bicycle 
but my feet are killing me 
instilling me with regret
 filling me with doubt 
about what life's really about. 
the vultures are circling the culture
and its giving in 
living in sin and drowning in gin
 with the outsiders frowning looking in...
Theresa time to grow old and a time to grow cold.

This time fits neither mold
This couldnt have been bought
Despite you fascination with currency 
The trite dedication to tyranny 
Fall in line in time to get your dime
Fine by me
My time is here 
My Time is NOW
Fear for me dear 
Tear for me dear
To late to hear from me 
To late to be near to me 
But what is time to be so late.

What is love without some hate?
Where is eden when the seventh trumpet is rung?
Where will we be 
When the Patron saint of the LOST and the DAMNED
has sung her song to every last man? 

Will this span of time prove lucrative 
or is it the incentive to lie down 
without a sound
calm before the storm
worn and torn 

Week Absents

Ive been in Jail,
 like harvard or yale its a confining institution
defining it takes alot of whit but, i cannot quit
the thirst is great, makes me hate the world,
even the power is sour, bittersweet, smells of rot

Monday, May 23, 2011

Quote from a friend

"talking to Americans about government is like talking to a child about Santa clause" - Colin

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Heros always fall

Her curse unwinds, and i find time to be free, time to rhyme rhythms with the trees where the schism of the wind winds unconfined contemplations at natural orchestration defined dimension experience exorcism of materialism.
Creates the fated fall of imperialism. educate us but tell us not to use it, keep us dumbdown a sound plan for controlling souls of the weak. advocate for us and abuse it, confuse us infuse us with corporate thoughts, bought and sold like pounds of gold, the sounds buying I'm lying i meant dying, as the new idolization is the nation, the new religion is economy, this de-rationalization, tranquilization, stagnation, this destination is oblivion a wave dark like obsidian of infinite absolute tyranny it puts the fear in me to see this villainy.

Monday, May 16, 2011

The Game

The Game
Hey, lets play a game
take the walk of shame
and you're the one to blame

You complied
but still you'll say this death sentence lied
or tried

Better hide
your face
'cause you've fallen from grace

Narrow your life
down to this one strife

Isn't it what you wanted
To be disdained and taunted?

Or were you just looking to try?
you saw into the devil's eye
you got what you were looking for 
so where's the sigh?
are you still keeping score?
or did that become a bore?

Has this become too much?
Has it lost its lust?
Are you still having fun?
Then drop the gun

But this game is harder than what you sought 
and for it to be done
you must lose before it can be won
so stop letting yourself rot
before you get yourself shot

-Molly May

Friday, May 13, 2011

A Sinner's Aside

A Sinner's Aside

She's scared to 
This thing got
A hold on her
She won't let on
That something's
Gone wrong
In the system

Fuse blown
Or circuit shorted
'Cause things are looking
A bit contorted
As if her mind's been

But she'll continue the show
And when she's asked
To do it again
She'll act like she's
Than the stuff

Nose upturned
and chin held high
But she doesn't realize 
I can see the glint in her
A smile and a nod
Can't mask the
That burns beneath
Those thick green eyes

She was born with eyes
The color of
The Lord Almighty's
To a life of lust

She'll manage to let
The reason she's had
Because she doesn't
Want you to find

What she does
Behind your 
When she sent you out
To conceal her next 

An aside 
To you
My friend
My dearest conscience

-Molly May

Tuesday, April 26, 2011


The theme for today is flow, for those who know how it goes, it shows.
So ill throwdown
the lowdown
on how to get down.
Ill use so many nouns.
that I go pro.
your looking at it
the fully automatic
click tick boom
goes the hollowpoint
so follow the tracer
and face your deamons
the anointed leaders
become bottom feaders
and the pressure builds
the steam streams forth
just like the fourth
a river flows and shows
those who know where to go

My comp

So Sorry i have been away for a while. My laptop hardrive broke :( i know. but poems can be written with pen and paper i have new stuff to post soon.

Sunday, April 17, 2011

Song for the Day

Say all you want about My Chemical Romance, but this album is a rock opera about a boy in love with a girl who commits suicide. He travels to hell makes a deal with the devils to bring him 1000 wicked souls in exchange for his girlfriend. Then he goes on a murder spree...ok so thats bad ass and justifies my love of this song

Sister, I'm not much a poet, but a criminal
And you never had a chance
Love it, or leave it, you can't understand
A pretty face, but you do so carry on,
and on,
and on

I wouldn't front the scene if you paid me
I'm just the way that the doctor made me, on,
and on,
and on,
and on
Love is the red the rose on your coffin door
What's life like, bleeding on the floor,
the floor,
the floor

You'll never make me leave
I wear this on my sleeve
Give me a reason to believe

So give me all your poison
And give me all your pills
And give me all your hopeless hearts
And make me ill
You're running after something
That you'll never kill
If this is what you want
Then fire at will

Preach all you want but who's gonna save me?
I keep a gun on the book you gave me, hallelujah, lock and load
Black is the kiss, the touch of the serpent son
It ain't the mark or the scar that makes you one,
and one,
and one,
and one

You'll never make me leave
I wear this on my sleeve
Give me a reason to believe

So give me all your poison
And give me all your pills
And give me all your hopeless hearts
And make me ill
You're running after something
That you'll never kill
If this is what you want
Then fire at will

You'll never make me leave
I wear this on my sleeve
You wanna follow something
Give me a better cause to lead
Just give me what I need
Give me a reason to believe

So give me all your poison
And give me all your pills
And give me all your hopeless hearts
And make me ill
You're running after something
That you'll never kill
If this is what you want
Then fire at will

So give me all your poison (Fire at will)
And give me all your pills
And give me all your hopeless hearts (Fire at will)
And make me ill
You're running after something (Fire at will)
That you'll never kill
If this is what you want (Fire at will)
Then fire at will

Saturday, April 16, 2011

Nature Calls

Gaia we have failed you.
Nailed you to the boards of a cross
Our conviction that we are in charge
Has led to your Crucifixion at large

The trees have been replaced
By three thousand homes
displaced people still homeless
stillness lost at extravigant costs

This Cruise of Fiction is coming to a crash
the clash of arms brings harm to all
we will wither and die, as gaia begins to thrive
We wont survive , and the mother will not die

Take me back, to a time when black sheep
Were white Sheep, because we were all sheep
Labels were fables and no one hearded us into stables
Here i sit, in a fit of rage,

So i pour that rage into this page
With the hope that it will change the satus quo
Before i go i hope you know
The trees are pleading with you

They see what you do
Thier leaves are waving at you
Before i leave let me plead with you
They are bleeding for your "needs"

Online Friends

Fake me in a book for the whole world to look.
And take my face sell it to for ad space.
Converting  me in time into the well bred consumer
Everyone is here, hurting, learning, laughing, loving.
But the truth is hard to find under mind control
On the day you relize the real lies
Our real lives will be industrialized
Keeping you true to the cause

You blessed with antibliss come on LIKE this
well im done with the fakeness ill show you real
teach you how to feel again show you theres something better
Deep with in the sin of self is the worlds wealth

Try my facelessness the fakebook cant identify my lies
Anoninimity lying to the liars the know everything you like
where you lived as a tike, what you looked like, what books your read,
what you believe you need, and they plant blatant subliminal seeds to increase
the need to feed like armies of zombies
Might can conquer your Rights
Privacy invasion the new age piracy

Dont submit your soul to be sold off
Be aware of the scary things happening
Your name has been sold for couple flakes of gold
The Fakebook has you too, dont deny the truth

Friday, April 15, 2011

To Ze Fanz

So, this has been far more sucsessful than i ever thought, ive submited some of these to zines in Chi-town and The D. To celebrate im giving YOU yes you the chance to choose a topic for a poem, i enjoy trying to freestyle so today come up with a subject you would like me to write about.

Sincerly Nemo
Cant wait to see what you give me to work with >.< Excited Face

Thursday, April 14, 2011


Fuck your athority, i choose who i loose for
Ignoring your demands, i stand on my two feet
Now you can "own" the street i walk on
Dream on. your wrong in every action

To think you control me
Hear me, fear me, for i have none
Everyone else gives in to your demands

Truth is im waiting in the shadows with a shiv in hand
Revolution, gave birth to this country
Unified under common enemies
The founders believed in U.S.
Here and now, they would rise up

America has become the empire
Bommbarding the world with decadence
On the eve of the colapse i watch
Under a star spangled flag
The country of fags, and hippo.s

America we need a relapse
Major changes in our social arrangments
Everyone see's the flaws and the cause
Revolutionize the institution through legal prosecution
I say nay, pure revolt blitz like a bolt of fire and light
Create the vision the founders had
A land of the free, its up to you and me
So i ask you now, to take a look around

Give up materailism for activism
Order the corporate fascist to be split down
Villians of congress, wallstreet, and the president
Everyone must act to take back what was destined to be ours
Recreate the republic without fear for control
Mend your soul make it whole again
Even the odds against the rich and what they rule
Never diverge from Sendero Luminiso
To win, simply spread the truth...

congressmen have enough dirt to bury a skyscrapper

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Subliminal Criminal

Here i stand Vilified
denied my rights
but i will not stand by
and watch everything i love
fly away like a dove from the wartorn ground
i wont go quietly i will silently make sounds
paradox opens pandoras box
to find hope in the dope i sling
i sing songs, i rite wrongs
defy their lies, with every step
they try to tie me down
trials, their denials

I will fight with every last breath
with all my might i will have my rite
written on the wall, the bathroom stall
calls to arms, not to cause harm
to defend the peace, inspired by the fire
keepers of flame,

The blame game drives me insane
no longer is this beast tame
you broke open the cage
open the box

Your Honor

I stand before you, your honor
to emplore you to explore the world
your world, is fickle and broken
you prosecute your citizens
for corporate greed

When will you understand ?
why do you stand for this

im calling the denizens of the warp
to take down your corporape
i will take what i need
to plant a seed
it will grow and grow
i will make you dead
in your head

so listen to what ive said
or you are just like them
filled with greed, taking what you dont need
feeding on those who dont know
but ive watched you show's
for what they really are
i see through your stars
i deny your fancy cars
i got two feet to walk this street
real shit, real sheets, real thick
blow your mind until you find
whats deep deep inside

so your dishonor
i stand before you today
emploring you, to not ignore the truth
before the warp takes your soul
and burys you in a deep dark hole
with your family weeping around
and the ground closing in on you
im showing you what you cant see
because your in to deep
in two step beats ill make your feet move
make you feel  whats real

NOthing-ness is everything
i talk about, walking about
round the round about cyclical
cynical, criminal subliminal implants
im planting
watch it grow

Monday, April 11, 2011

Here we stand, divided and falling
crawling from the wreckage.
calling blame for the damage
calling all angels to hell
calling a daemons whos name we know to well

I saw them cast the spell
as the bravest fell
the most courages delved
deep into sin deep within
the sin of self, the illusion
the intrusion of concious
constant diversion from the path
Sendero Luminiso
a cyclical existance
im sick of this distance
He they come, flick flick your whip
taskmaster i am plastered and have no need for you
so shoo i see your tricks you wont have me flip
fuck that shit and your intent
zombie minds find solice in authority
authority finds solice in zombie minds

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

America where have you gone?

America the ugly is the pursuit of happiness actualy a desperate race for ignorance? thats what i see atleast as this nations moves into its newest depression they cling to those material things that have so perfectly corrupted them Am i not ment to understand? or is there some puppet master somewhere who finds a sick humour in this backwards idiocracy? why do americans feel that cheaper means better is it the money still in their pockets or that dumb feeling of im better because i got a deal? This country was founded on the most logical and reasonable ideas only to turn on itself and become that all doing all enforcing tyranny we founded ourselfs to escape from its truly sickening, but more frightening as we move towards a nation state of corporate control.

Friday, April 1, 2011

The Signal Grows

Subliminal criminals, testing WMD's on the masses
The omnicolor covers the real world with "the real world"
Ominous tones over obvious drones
Police state instated is and understatement

The world you see is broken and ficle
Hell on earth, life hurts, yes it does
Envy your neighbor, no, he hurts just like you

Convey love in every motion
On the day you die, leave with a smile
No one man can see the plan
The design is to complex for one mind
Rendering it takes a few, or even just two
Order is chaos and dualism parasiticly feeds
Lower yourself an mabye you and i can use

Our third eye to find reasons why
Remember why you search

Day to day the pain comes
In again and again same day new shit
Everyday is the same, the only time is now

The Problem

You see my problem,
cant solve them,
cant evolve their mind,
cant find them amongst the mist,
this list just grows,
builds like snow,
the cost of knowing,
a holocaust,
genocide of existentialism,
murder of individualism.

No, i wont fall in line,
what i dont think is divine,
their conspiracy is minuscule,
the school of thought,
that cant be bought,
its grand design in time,
its place in space,
defines what they decline,
deny the signal
try yourself

Tuesday, March 29, 2011


This maxim is at a maximum,
the time has come undone
what we have done
The id the drives us to extinction
the situation is devastating displacing original intentions removing all convictions.
My dissection of society evolving into it's own deity,
and infection of self devolving life into one bing strife,
a race for wealth destruction of piety all is lost 
civilization and salvation the cost of our arrogance.
Replace with devotion to greed, the need to feed,
consume consume con us sum, con u sum more,
co. knew u so well they put you under a spell
taught you how to read, taught you what you "need"
showed you how to greed, showed you lust was just,
Atman has a plan for each man at each span of time the design defines all of us.
The tangible authority is a minority of selfish confining the minority of selfless.
Now leverage the knowledge of self into more than the world wealth
take power for y those who we should cower in fear from I shed a tear for those who hear this and don't fear the psychic fate of our nation state. Only you know what is true so watch what's around you conscious of surroundings especially their subliminal assaults causing minimal thoughts that create fault lines that divide us into red and blue so they can decide for us, take fake truth or dead


My third eye quakes as i cannot wake,
Not fake this is real i can feel like the first time
I woke my true mind to find whats inside,
But this time the outsides caving in.

The hearts divide unable to decide to pick sides in a fight is to fight it.
I have alot of thoughts you may not like them, but
What you say is just as important as what you do.
The waves, in, out, the flow shows the way things come and go,
All things follow the flow.

Rise and fall,
Dip and dive,
Live and die,
Laugh and cry,
Thrive and whither,

Neither you or i can see the design, but

You and I,
Me and You,
One into two,
Not Me,
Not You,

Then we can see true
Combined can feel it in every breath we take

One spirit,
One love
Let peace in and make like doves.


The solution to killing people is to kill the people who are killing the people, the people killing the other people do it because they think the other people are wrong and they are right, so we kill the people killing the people, because we think they are wrong in killing the people because they think they are right, so we think we are right in killing the people killing the people, so in the natural progression of KILLING PEOPLE, wont someone think we are wrong in killing people...and kill us


The summer of love,
flys away on dismal day of dismay,
as the dove leaves the war torn ground,
 the piece of me that was peaceful,
 finding that kind part might be harder now you'll fight to bring it out.
the dove never made it out,
 heart dropped out,
did three circles round about,
the sound of screaming,
 indearing searing the memory in the brain,
 the pain comes again,
 the mind finds defenses entrenches,
 behind fences of apathy the path between a no-manfeelings zone,
 these visions their missions decisions of attraction,
distractions the wave of attrition the knave's and wenche's,