not so "Pretty Please"

we the godless savages
are alone together
familiar
and desolate
desecrated
devoid of the need
for higher power
jus the need for
the power of higher

for HST

I'm so Tired of Foil

2 days worth
amphetamines
now my mouth is sore
cuts and swollen sliced tongue
My teeth sharper
than before
sucking my cheeks
is akin to razor
blades in Candy Apples
all the sick spreads
salt in the wound
won't help us enough
And I have nary a thing
to numb
too numb

Woke Up Like This
with none of that
Glamour
I came to from
a pure Blackout

3 days with
insomnia
til the drugs no
longer help
they've reached plateau
acting placebo
but they're real deal
so I kno it's jus
me who's ineffectual
tasting feels now
like electric pain
voltage in each breath
I jus can't chew
no nutrients and
a total loss of vitamins
Waste away
from getting Wasted
but at least the calories
are empty in

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