a Visit to Her Closet

silver foil balls
blackened hands make for
black-marked walls
"I hope I die here"
she casually remarks
that's not the worst idea
I tell her
"let me give you death
in all of its
shapes and forms"
the color red goes
well with black
so you will be opened up
not for amusement,
but because
We Must Bleed
til the sins of the world
fill this 3x5 space
it may be your tomb
but never your
final resting place
Happy Bday, have a hit
but you should wait
to exhale,
hold it in
til you can taste
the sugar of your
last breath...

how sweet it is

Scorched Earth Policy

amphetamine dreams are movie scenes on silver screens
beauty screams to tae your place, help you save some face
quit it now or run the race, always running in place
slow pace, slow day, slowly these thoughts go astray
do your best to break on thru, Jim Morrison is blue
wat I can't quite do but you can, I believe it's true

deLUXe LISBON

Darby Crash overload
one more minute and we implode
no more time to fight or scold
let the flood release, we hold
hands thru the plan
we make no demands
Our Deal,
we wait for sweet lovely breath
to exhale
and sweet lovely death could be real
we set sail on muddy water
and we steer quite clear, I swear
Hell jus got hotter
as I flush from the rush
give your cheek a brush
yet you're cold to the touch
and blue are your lips
I lose my shit
as your soul slips
away you went and left me behind
since you're gone
 I stay high all the time
I hafta be so I can feel free
to be as lost as me
sobbing to an empty room
no one's there, only you cared
Loneliness is a very empty tomb
nothing Golden can stay
and I let you slip away
so  I must drown
my tomorrows today
left to question
staring at the sun
wat will happen to the smoke I've become?

"watever it was screwed you up big time"

Mediocrity may be my curse
but it can always be worse
got no aspiration, smoked all my motivation
prayers for inspiration
a momentary spiritual vacation
all I ever wanted... guess I got it
too much, too fast and I,ve rotted
Haunted
dead eyes at the world peering
I remain not seeing, jus hearing
not aware in the stare, sights, passerbys
my useless wandering eyes
see no future, see no prize
these days my thoughts try  to
dance to a better beat
and when I dance thru the past I hope
your graves at my feet

Dodger Allen

shoot the white girl, twist then twirl
put your world in a whirl
an uphill hurl, exploding like a bomb
pull back that work and jerk with calm
slow down some... yea right hardly
doing shots so hearty it's like a college party
a spot-on track mark, black heart is back hard
with a score to settle so we all get Metal
iron soul white devil burns a hole to a new level
hang on, game on, holy shit it's the same song
all balled up on the floor I sing along

you can heart me but I can't return
you need to learn I only love the white girl
and how she burns

Blows against the Empire

I used to have a heart
say anything to take me back
to the start, that's a cold play
so handsome and smart
too true to feel brand new
now that's the best part
a crack in the cart
to all those in denial
shake and bake and whip the vial
let it cool a lil while
then bag or blaze
you could do wat you want
or you could do wat pays
went the wrong way and disappeared for days
Cocaine made me David Blaine
it hacked the mainframe
with a virus I couldn't contain
now I'm snowblind on Violet hill
tho I'm freezing I need to chill
no power left in my drill
and nary a sleeping pill
eye shut with only force
so sets in the remorse
I beat myself like a dead horse
of course, of course

3-13-13 (Chrissy DaGGer's Crime)

Your Eyes are of blue stone
cold enough to be my home
your mouth speaks pleasures unknown
It's so much better now we've grown
cut to the bone, I was alone, not looking
you came around I found I'm mistooken
thinking love was not worth hooking
you stole my heart, you lil crook and
I don't fault you or exalt you
I jus hold on cuz I want to
I don't run but I don't stay
no need- I see I'll be pulled your way
your Golden hair could be sunshine
that I bathe in inside my mind
you're something girl I jus can't define
and honestly I ain't trying
me and you and you and me
all I ever wanna be
is you and me and me and you
like one person split to two
I don't talk this to pretend I'm great
I talk like this to pretend it's fate
and when we wake up from this dream
that's exactly how it'll seem
but it doesn't matter wat's there when we wake
plus you kno we always sleep in late

Child Star Trajectory

It's oh so sad
how they crumble,
Wax & Wane
burning with a comet's light
burning out at light speed
Set for crash landing
cracking the structure
in the stratosphere
the Parents akin to
robber barons
and psychotic Dream Chasers
the golden years left behind
so they astral project
on the offspring
who grow in a different
Atmosphere
strange wilderness up
in the night skies
no place to go
but up and down
this rollercoaster life
on a doomed rocket ship
swallowing Pills
to maintain gravity's pull,
thru gravity's rainbow
a drink or 2 before the war
to steady the Nervous
all System go on
must show the
Bleakness and Blank spaces
til it's jus dead air
but they are memorialized
in Memorex,
tragic in pixels
the silver screens of their
Legacies reach the end credit's
bu that's Houston's problem now
Fade to black Hole

In the Vali, she's my Lily

Long stems on her petals
my perfect flower,
Her de Culture
She's no rose-
but who would want that?
they're commoners
She is not a tulip,
tho she has these 2 lips
I kiss them, drunk off
the bite in their taste
never a carnation,
thru my fascination
I have learned she can be
the prize in your eyes
or your frustration
She will never be a daisy,
tho she feels brand new
orange-y clockwork crazy
she's the one- Heartbeat,
Moon & Sun, deadly as a gun
She can stun while for cover I run
all of it is all for fun

Final Summation: none
She's a lily, that's all
jus a Lily