Sunday, September 26, 2010

Teazor

The pixels to your picture is the highlight of my lifter, and you say you all alone, but girl it's what you surround up in your zone.. Like this teeth it's fvckin' shattered for every rhythm I place on this platter. It keeps going on every chatter.. And I despise the fvcking latter.. Not everyone is the same, they just keep climbin' up a ladder until truth sets in.. hold, stop, and scatter.. Run from your own , it's the reflection that keeps it known.. Fight for you life, it's the grip that's keepin' it tight.. Fvck bullshit, drama-free, it's what I aim for, know, can't you see.. Now if I had a face to paint, it would be drippin' by the grain, canvas tears thin, it drips by the frame of a face that knows no pain.

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Unt. 8

It is the devil in she, the one that makes you teased, all hood grown organically, she sweeps you off your feet.. Down low, I call her 1 and 2 the 3.. Cuz she connects like dominoe's whichever way she please.. Got bones in her yard, it's the October fallin' breeze.. No clones can be starred, she got her own disease, it's called originality, thus other's can be discard.. Do not duplicate, I say it unto thee.. One in a trillion, I call it how I see.. Make moves and depart, she's smooth and I am art.. The flow to free is one too soon to be, I got rules to mark, they go sideways, left and down.. Horizontally up is the stride I choose my grounds, cuz my head tilts everytime I see you frown, which is rarely cuz the up is always down..

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Lukewarm

She says her heart is cold, and yet her smile says no.. I'd give my two folded part in bold, if she can see beyond a meaningful mold.. Her blissful composure, my fistfull of exposure, though no one seems to see a closure.. In this chapter I leave, you are after a pristine, life-like a billionaire I cannot capture.. I wake to a new day, each is different in every way, just like rhymes they go whichever which way.. A sip of coffee, a blip of blog degree, it raises when I saw thee.. The temperature like you is hot, but we're separate, in you that it got.. So cold as you say, but I say no, cuz the smile in you will never get olde..

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Day Goes

Day fades like the shade of a sprite bottle, into the night it's clear to be comin' up hollow.. when the lime stops, the lite is another borrow.. sun dried lives, the scales are scruffed with sorrow, even pale, it whispers into tomorrow.. why question, it lingers like the lotto.. no tellin' when things are right, even when wrong, best things come and follow.. Up, enough of the rough, time to scrape back memories, and call it a full on bluff.. Some lies are not defined, but this one does, you lie to be better, and yet you fall back shrug.. I don't, it's called being tried and truthfully I strike a cord that's struck.. No pain, no gain, I keep this melody untucked.. It comes out whenever, I feel a flying fvck..

Saturday, September 11, 2010

Asiudem

In plain sight, you feel so fvckin' real that the sighting gained last night, is nothing more than cold hard steel.. Eyes are cryogenically frozen and kept tight, that medusa's stare is nothing to compare.. Even in dim light, the frost can up and shatter, while stone's might just be another matter.. She catches you off guard, and it goes harder than rock-hard, shit's like zero below 2, but it's not cuz the point of no return is earned through a colder burn, like freezer's and the cost is yearned, no other picture can make you churn.. The belly aches, it bruises and makes mistakes, cuz the intake is one through the view of a crush that cannot be subdued.. It submerges in ice time, her verbage is ice-nine, no one can even touch her, methodically like mines..

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Darkened

Have you ever felt sick of being sicker than sick? The feeling is in twists, the dealing is mixed, which ever way you sit, it just gets bigger than what ya can grip.. I know how to keep it in zips, the bag is tighter than air locked piss, the urine is bitter, got me peeling off drips.. It drops, skin deeper than this.. Need a way to blow a cold, no way to make it so, so you run out of resources to even make a mode, coolin' off ain't an option, run dry is up often, air so thin, makes you think you breathin' out a coffin', box is shut, no mark of a buck, Cuz washing a ton down gets tighter than luck.. No screws to even drive, any move gets more deprived, won't even hesitate cuz the next feeling is guided.. It goes beyond a reasonable doubt to reasonably endowed, endorphins run off the next set of clouds..

Saturday, September 4, 2010

Colorblind

When the time is nigh, and the high is dry, ain't no tellin' when the shine is died.. Resurrect in good steps to a new comin' of depths, the path is sky fly.. Birds get the best of it, wings are the best of bets, they fall in and out cuz cuttin' the breeze is tie dye.. Picture is spread with the colors of said, they come together when read, I'm not lie.. Reconnect when my side of the steps corrects in hind sight.. The sigh is a might, not one to be grudgin' and fight, so why try? Just remember I'm not deaf, I'm comin' and kept, the word that you is my bro, guy..