dreams of appocolyptic seasons

buy more,
choke more,
laugh more,
die more,
breaking into a scene of dreaded rage,
weakness, over populates,
indulgent,
selfish fucks,
the ones who we "must trust",
i watch the city ablaze,
infested with jerks,
and political villains,
i watch the ash rise into the air,
only to disappear,
amen to this destruction,
with them gone,
i see clearly,
i now see my feet beneath me,
it brings me to life,
i raise my head slowly,
and take in the view,
the desolute streets,
in shambles,
pieces,
smell the sweet and crisp surrender,
never breathed an air fresher,
i turn around to walk away,
euphoric on my present state.
and then from the sky,
cracks the thunder,
and rain falls down
and makes me wonder,
should i have built an arc?
i laugh to myself
but its no joke,
the rain keeps pounding,
pounding down,
swallowing me whole,
crushed under the pressure,
to the top i rise,
just as broken as those i despised,
and then my eyes
f
l
u
t
t
e
r open,
alone in my room with,
tear stained cheeks,
and the pounding of my racing heart,
pounding,
pounding within me,
this is the love i have for my city.
cleanse this evil world,
i say.
before all the beauty fades,
fades
away.

Like Clockwork

brick WALL,
curtain call,
free speech,
lets breathe,
face facts,
look back,
downsize,
upgrade, 
rejuvenate,
f
  a
     l
      l again.
same page,
nothings changed,
walk away,
stop tracks,
backspin,
same song,
NO love!
give UP!
breakdown,
build it up,
fruitful wishes,
b o u n t i f u l kisses,
lazy sundays, 
your arms,
my dreams,
get crushed.
clockwork.  

Amerikan Lyfe.

Clubmen

Kungfu Hustle
time out.
now S h u f f l e
away from your constant badgery
woops, there goes gravity
try and brag to me
back spin
heel kick
sachey away.
no i do not want to play
bring out the big guns
and ill blast you to pieces
is that how you'd talk to your nieces?
doubtful.
disrespect another girl,
cuz this one ain't down to tango.
grapple
or grind.
now my words could kill you
keep that in mind
and touch me there
one
more
time.