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i am the dissident poetician...i tear down fences with sardonic sardines and metaphysical cucumbers

Wednesday, January 22, 2020

NO COMING BACK

get out while you still can this rat race slowing down
fuck it stick it to the man in ivory towers
mates taking more than they should steal the queen's crown
the water snake he ran away from powers that be
haunting the useless coward they were once his friends
what a mistake he made spineless fool snitched on me
not wasting another hour so hate him? i don't pretend
that i could have mercy on the spineless snitch
me the vigilante who dishes out meal
so frozen iced tea time to rob the rich

the sly fuck stole the sunshine from under my rug
i should have told him to fuck right off
when the red flags appeared i'm such a mug
i can't ever recover all that time i lost

one hour two hours three hours four more times sixty second
the power weak cower on the outer score more roots than the husband
this is time martyr crimes not committed raw aggro shouting nonsense
was the worst not the the first got a thirst for volume at maximum
eleven months on the run so much fun awesome folk appear by accident
synchronicity rich snobs get rich come watch them be decadent
stingy fucks only suck cocks for crack none of them have a sense
of what it's like to have rice really nice done all tasks with pretence
one i hate not too late to seal his fate bum try-hard rich boy with no substance
count the days on the way to make him pay run all those he can in my amended

the sly fuck stole the sunshine from under my rug
i should have told him to fuck right off
when the red flags appeared i'm such a mug
i can't ever recover all that time i lost

i will continue the property damage
the only way for me to express outrage
what harm can a torrent of H/2/O cause
they couldn't fault me without lies to my face
one needs a photographic memory
to keep track of what they have and haven't said
liars so obscene my sentence a travesty
miscarriage of justice in a fucked up system
that listens to one's perceived enemies
snitches get sticthes dead body in a cistern

the sly fuck stole the sunshine from under my rug
i should have told him to fuck right off
when the red flags appeared i'm such a mug
i can't ever recover all that time i lost

always on my own the cold chills my bones
her bubbles are blown at the hoover dam
i only inhale one more cone change of perspective
was that but a drone do you want to live
in a world so cold even warm hearts melt
who is the most bold dark feelings I've felt
on the other side of the razor wire
stripped of all one's pride screws calling the shots
spreading yet more lies see me as a stereotype
no matter how I've tried cunts control the lot

the sly fuck stole the sunshine from under my rug
i should have told him to fuck right off
when the red flags appeared i'm such a mug
i can't ever recover all that time i lost