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My young incel friend Hank took a ride on the Taboo Express A trip taken many times by you and me How and when he got off is a mystery cause these things ain't discussed in polite society He bumped into a blind man peddling batteries who recently was granted his self release "Did riding the Express cost you your sight!” Hank cried, “Should I call the Morality Police?” The blind man raised his…
Turned on my reliable coping device to sidestep this life yet again Drawn to dream slopes Peaks capped in soft snow Mirrored reflections in the bluest lake God ever did create Not ashamed to confess this homage to serenity is entirely one hundred percent an alcohol induced illusion sanctuary of repressed imagination the cheap libations did liberate You can't put a price tag on this kind of needed…
To err is human All part of our flawed species fuck up tradition Blunders do happen Though it's never a shrewd move to arrogantly choose doubling down on mistakes you may have made Don't compound the miscue Best to take the L Absorb the hit Deal with consequence which bad as it may seem won't be as shit as staying on the current ragged off the cliff destination Post course correction rip off that…
Butterfly... Butterfly Flower hopping jewels My Summer time envy Now only a memory Buried in today's barren landscape where our garden used to be We are all born to die Destined to be devoured by ravenous time Stored in decaying memory Butterfly... Butterfly Did you ever realize the seeping fragility of this life? Me neither Dumb creatures are we Living obliviously So quickly it goes Now it's too…
Gotta pay the price if you choose to ride over the watery impediment that used to divide the populace in ancient times Our vehicle device gets magically scanned as our bank account gets deducted by the ever rising fee to bridge this obstacle of impassable fluidity Meanwhile the perpetually pissed troll of limited intellect and minimum employment prospects who formerly toiled in a collection…
Stick to the plan... Stick to the plan... The future demands I stick to the blueprint that Life did plan School Job Wife House Kids Retirement Factors unforeseen along the way have stretched my weary body in all directions As my life continues to stray from the script it's becoming much harder to stay in character Time for me to finally throw away my best laid plans and improvise with Plan Z
You voted for the clown who has slowly drowned all long held traditions of national compassion in the slow cooker of myopic fiscal restraint to drown all charitable Christian values you pretend to represent And in our complacency we let you do it which makes us just as guilty of this death by collective stupidity We just did not take the jester threat seriously Now that the safety net has been…
They rolled out the red carpet for the ghosts fixed in the mist of faded remembrance These souls entwined in silence deserve their solar moment beneath the spotlight of praise to soak up some well deserved glory for all those thankless days they toiled in the fields of gray anonymity Without these steady baseline types populating the median who would we ever measure those of heroic deeds against?
Humming along to the catchy tune that dominates today It's so easy to join the Chorus in this popular refrain "Everybody does it" is the hidden hook which reels us in into the net of connected rationalizations Once Critical Mass is achieved the bar of past morality gets lowered conveniently to accommodate our sins guilt free of accountability Contemplate the dire consequence of playing with Chaos…
Our mutual attraction was quite the mutual distraction I am not ashamed of confessing that this lonely hearts dude was quite smitten with a lusty and willing angel of maximum sensuality I just met that night now tasting the fruit of my swollen succulent loins taken often and willingly in a sacred motel cathedral on saturated sheets adjacent to Heaven right behind Route 69 Well worth the busted…
Mesmerized by the garish sky That crimson sunrise does hypnotize A Nature based paralysis dispensed after an evening of dimly lit lunar debauchery Morning after visual sensitivity is our painful penance as these blood shot eyes struggle with the transition to the tyranny of extreme brightness inflicted by our solar conscience as faith based punishment for the sin of being faithful to our natural…
DAMN IT My social anxiety is such the source of embarrassment to my friends and family Always feeling compelled to explain my anti social ways As if I want them to I wish they wouldn't As if I am broken I'm not you know Just different This should not be a crime But it seems to be Judge not lest ye be judged
