Holla to the Heavens with the past participles preening towards the future , my brain is leaking so obscenely please provide the civility of some M.D.s and some sutures , because the truth hurts …..
and so do my hands , from the boulders that I’m holding over my shoulders while you older folks scold me or laugh , so crass , and so deliriously incompetent …..
how can you stand there ? Just being weird ? And letting me lift this severely monstrous shit ?
Without a care ? and with what you got there ? that’s in your pocket or on your hip ?
that’s ready to fire , squarely at the stare that’s right there in the middle of my eyes till my iris squirts ?
or splits ?
I mean times are worse , and it’s gettin’ hot , but all you Beelzebubs ain’t even sweatin’ a bit , while spock’s in the midst , of the fire that’s trying to melt my tires and turn my mind sickly crisp ….
it’s strictly insidious, it’s a bitch , playing by these rules and ways …..
As the name of the game remains the same and yet still no one gains …..
I mean fuck bro you can’t even throw me a pebble of knowledge ? where’s your stones ? Or do you just got ovaries and you’ve settled on pompous dreams ? because you keep only throwin’ rocks at the throne with your no soul having emotes that don’t even dole out a pleasantry or an apology …..
And no I don’t have idolatry , I stand alone as one , and just a man , that never prays to the fake and when I create I take a stance , and make it that I take a chance , that something peculiar or beautiful , will spill from my will to be still amongst the killings and the brutal hurts…….
I may not be voting this year but imma stay high and rising over your low flying garbage either way
BACK PATTING and KISSING threads are like passing HAM SANDWICHES around over and over-wall