Pieces, break it into

Reces, make it in too

Feces, what’s the doo


For the freaks too

And the eeks brew

For the fleeks flew


Screaming in the dead of night

A dark so loud it drowns the light

A bright so loud it kills the night

With cold delight

And warm re-spite

A bark more profound than its bite

Going to the – left

When you know it isn’t right

– Fight.
When you know it ain’t around;

The frown that drags to ground from crowned

The clown that brags to hear the sound 

that his voice makes 

to fix his face

The shame and disgrace that drags around the raped

The hate from self you just can’t take

The hate, from self, you just can’t take

– Flight to escape –

So you fight to escape the hate come late
But your blood screams of the warrior

And the blood stains paint the water

Yet the blood stain stays forever

For the blood rains pain the mother

And its lover

Drowning from the crown soul top til cover
Dying in the warcade

Flighting from the heartmake

Blighting though your hearts ache

Frying like the fault make

Cried to free the heart ache

But ball break

And free the prison in the middle from the fiddle

Playtime is over

Jokes ’round the corner

Far gone’s dishonor
I don’t know what to say to fix it

But just know that fighting’s not it

More something like heal the sick

And slow the quick

And flip the script

Intolerance, you know, it hurts, doesn’t it


You know

It burns like wet green whip lick

So why you do it?

When you don’t wanna die but you scream kill quick

When you don’t want to cry but you’re swift with the diss

Like you know you want your eye but you poke with the stick

Like you know you heard him cry but stay ready with the whip

But don’t do it

Or you could try it
Try to still the urge to fight

Try to chill the surge to “fight!”

And “kill it”

But buil’ it

Forgive it

Embrace to erase the thing you cannot live with

Behold with your eyes and bear witness

To justice.


Shit stains, everywhere. If you can imagine. I have never been a failure before, but now there is just shit everywhere. I have always been the sort of person that didn’t care. I was always alone all the while and didn’t care. Except that I really did. I wanted friends more than anything. But all the while I would just drift. And as a gift, everything now is all covered in shit. On the floors, on the walls, even the ceiling is covered in it. I don’t even know who I am no mo’. “Shit!”


Playtime is Over

Keep the safe and take the wedding

Free the flakes and kill the prison

Freeze the fro

And bleed

– it glistens

All the hears without having listen

Shiver in the Winter kitch’n
Break the bones the blood will flow there

Park the hoes the Empress goes here

Judgement comes, the Preacher’s nowhere

Plant your dreams to make them grow

– where?

Plant your dreams and make them grow

Fertilise this Earth with trash

Wash your systems, watch them crash

Find the Oceans, make a splash


Splash splash


Words set free from Me

Set my mind to ease,

Oh Please

Fashioned to a rhythm of Trees

Bid the wild to still my heart

So my soul can lead.
Wonton whores

– the night is lost!

Journey to The King.

Move the man to do his part

Ne’er a blind eye be turning,

Break the lock which keeps us barred

Ever from our hearts within