PHOTOPHOBIA

Reaching out arms to greet a former brother, extending one cold hand bearing a knife in the other.
I take it easy or I take the worlds weight on the chin,
Postponing my own excel for foes lives to begin.
Divorced from reality, selective attention brain faculty.  Sensory apparatus,  a collective invention, tactically.
Hate yourself.  It’s easy to self sabotage. You’re mine. Exercise your human right. Imagine if you could decide.

Blood, guts, subliminal rush
Dosage of the darkness
Have you had enough?

If you’ve nothing to hide, let it be visible; what’s the secret behold? Disempowerment of the order forbids the truth be told.
Sick of the lies, sick of movements that only semi materislise
Dishonesty can’t bring sanity to its demise.
I only believe in futility on your part.
You attempt to have me do the job myself because you can’t kill me
My catharsis for everybody else makes it less likely.
You’re disarming yourself every time you … try to be less falsely, benevolently,covertly convincing.
Your majority are responding quickly to the relatable hostility.
Surrender;  join the opposing force.
You can’t stomach that I’ve controlled my anger and disposed the source.
And your working class zero award goes to me
Because your contribution made me be exactly what you don’t want me to be.

Blood, guts, subliminal rush
Dosage of the darkness
Have you had enough?

Reaching out arms…
Give me a hand.
Take it if you want it
Catch me if you can.
Photophobia frightens the false out of the phony.
Where’s my backing vocal-this legacy is lonely.
Subtle warnings in wide-O
Systematic law.
Lion tailed stallion dredlocked cosmic mane Rah
Pretty in plastic, Mattellesque-My Little Pony. Let us know the synopsis, if and when you ever know me,
Polly Pocket, open panties, pathological polite porn – war in boys eyes when first open,
Clocks and mirrors in girls when born.

My fears cower, I fight with myself, assault with blame, row with my own tear shed, know no two flowers bloom the same.
Surprise you like an exit wound.
Heal you like lymphnodes.
The weed of the red indian,
Lupine-instinct-lubricated bones.
Get so close to yourself that you ought control how your cells divide,
Renew your willingness to die to live, overhaul your maverick mind.

Potential intensity.
Achieve the unachievable.
Use of information and energy.
They make your evils make-believable.
The civil war inside you.
Your intention is the enemy. Best safeguard yourself.
Suspicion’s the new empathy.

Blood, guts, subliminal rush
Dosage of the darkness
Have you had enough?

 

HEART LOSE TEMPO

Hug you tight enough to milk you as if you were a stone
Making basic impossible, transform horror story to love poem.
Love doesn’t leave you alone, tying knots ‘til it’s infinitely sewn.
Sealed with wishes, kisses have long been outgrown.
Less suspicious when they’re undercover and unknown.
Safe to conceal; deep like the marrow in the bone
Think – don’t feel. Never start to love, above all – don’t fall.
Shove memories to the grove of your gut, stamp it out like cigarette butt
End feelings like fashion trend,
Reel in another sucker, fish-hooking another heart stealer,
Foreign like ‘m*****f****r’
Dipped your wick, scratched your itch; now you’re f*****g stuck with her.
Bend life’s laws. Think ‘til your scalp crawls,
Listen for destiny’s voice calling,
Who told you you were meant to be falling. Coming off a lover; sore like Ketamine withdrawing.

Ashes to ashes, face to face,
Does your rhythm synchronise with my heart’s pace?
May have a spare key, but only one to unleash
Freed the Wu Tang heart, but released in one piece?

Ready romance remedy like calculatory monetary balling,
Going nowhere fast in a rush, purposely stalling.
Hollow between sheets, pursed lips to pout; pillow talking – talk is cheap.
Search in every love heart cranny and nook like a hawk…
On second thoughts – don’t take a second look.
No rings to count in a stalk.
Romance’ll dig you a hell where to dwell over a mere misdemeanour,
Not just down in the dumps, the landfills mind is cleaner.
As gruesome as, but less honest than Cannibal Corpse sleeve.
Self manipulate, mutilate, greed, marry, divorce, grieve, bereave
Self manipulate, mutilate, greed, marry, divorce, grieve, bereave
Seems organic to me. My mind’s not hell born.
It’s American ad propaganda marketers that blatantly sell porn,
Naked truth on the shepard’s eye when of shame sheep are shorn

Emotional bulimic, trudging the route that’s scenic
Even if it’s not truthful to Self, for this lie; ‘life’, it’s convenient
-Discharge you. Use your riddance as the expedient. Excrete for the next generation to mistakenly repeat
-An applicable stratagem. Touchy, but not tough. In the height of it to the maximum.
Non conflictual. Tigers’ eye in the rough. Ruff.

 

ONLY ONE YOU

This romantic, mind expansive beat evokes a time I was alive, replicate my hearts rhythm, simulate it’s drive.
Dancing with the Devil for my soul to thrive, overcoming difficulties in life to survive.
Hindsight’s a gift, but the present I do endure. My mind might drift, but my heart stays pure.
The heart grows fonder as time dissipates.
Back then, all that was capable was anticipating hate.
Cut me a break, a mantra unfamiliar to me, despite doubt, dish out a deal which sliced right through the unconventional, conniving, caustic, conjured convictions.
If only rhyming had took precedence above other addictions, I’d savour this moment, instead of grieving the last, lost.
Might favour fast enthronement versus povertys’ vast cost.
Came to believe troublesome worrisome trouble and worry, would galvanize me to seek help in a slow hurry.

Open it up, let it loose, what’s trapped and hidden.
The heartbeat of our city is an unrelenting rhythm,
that’s how, through hardship, we all combine.
By rhythmic speech, identify our shared decline.

Open it up, let it loose, what’s trapped and hidden.
The heartbeat of our city is an unrelenting rhythm,
that’s how, through hardship, we all combine.
By rhythmic speech, identify our shared decline.

Sold out in a way, chose to knit rather than fray, crass clean-cut edge, not rough or rugged instead.
We gamble with life and death, receive a raw uncut deal, we scramble through strife and yet, deceived, we feign what we feel.
Forgery and falseness of who we truly are. What societal stigmatic deception does brutally marr. Bought, and hypnotised so that blindly we view, a sort of solace and reverence, not in the things that we do, but residing in the things we own and all that we’ve adapted to.
Via civil obedience and distractions we’re attracted to.
Not one of us is broken, but told we need repair, feeling like we’re defected is the biggest burden we bear. The solution is to share the load and hit hard as one.Segregation and differences disintegrate to none.

Open it, open it, open it, open it, open it, open it up, what’s trapped and hidden . . .

 

STEP IN THE RING

Stop, look, listen,
Your feet in sync with the rhythm,
Catch you on the flipside,
Feel your head spinning?
Get back up,
You’re submitting,
You’re submitting,
Next round?
(ding ding)
Hear your destiny’s ringing?
Don’t try to infiltrate my mind,
Healthily subliminal messages in the rhyme,
Lest you’re apt to Mike Tyson,
Eight ounce to your knuckles,
Stimulate your inner self,
Bring the psychological ruckus,
Right cross,
Upper cut,
Step in with the jab,
Duck weave,
Chin tucked
Muscle the upper hand,
Step in the ring,
Guard up left right left,
Don’t neglect your footwork,
Step push step,

Left Right left,
Step push step.

Each time you knock us down,
We borrow concrete from the ground,
Amateur to nothing,
I’m a pro to the sound
Amateur to nothing,
I’m a pro to the sound

Please (Shhhhhhh)
If you would,
don’t tread on my toes,
Prose and poetry,
Blocking your blows
You know it’s me,
Stallion galloping
Over cantering foals,
Whoa,
Never mind the egos,
Temper-mentally ill curing content with lyrical willpower,
No soapbox or ivory tower above which to cower below,
Sticky on the back foot, watch where I’m going with sly elbows,
Pain, saliva, scot-free trial / error
Reasonably ripe for bruising Eberhart by terror
Dolly mix tricks with a single flick of the wrist
Combinations lyricist, sealed with a loving kiss
This is your time to shine,
Surprise your opponent with the light of your rhyme

Each time you knock us down,
We borrow concrete from the ground,
Amateur to nothing,
I’m a pro to the sound

Amateur to nothing,
I’m a pro to the sound

This is your time to shine x4

Each time you knock us down,
We borrow concrete from the ground,
Amateur to nothing,
I’m a pro to the sound

Amateur to nothing,
I’m a pro to the sound

This is your time to shine,
Surprise your opponent with the light of your rhyme

This is your time to shine,
Surprise your opponent with the light of your rhyme

 

DOMINOES

Who needs a free mind when I can get a mind for free? -I stylized mine from an ad on TV.
Brutalise. Put your thoughts on stand-by and invite their demise. Psychological hush. Shhh. Induced emotional rush. Technological war. Televised narcotics galore.
Prostitute reality, fabricate the truth, vacate your mind to a cavity, torn out, branch and root. Empty for the next advertisement to occupy there, lay it’s eggs of lies, mentally transfixed in a stare.
Monotonous soap operas won’t permit the antidote. Sit-com series benders ; apathy’s what they invoke. The news is informative, TV sport is life or death, propaganda and “reality” shows are what’s left.
Manufactured opinions, ready-made minds, invisible bars are too restrictive to read between the lines.

Systematic, systematic, systematic, systematic.

Systematic, parasitic public psychosis.
Media carnage is organised to provoke us.
Intrinsic, cohesive, repellent, righteous and rigorous.
Christ of society, without penance, please deliver us.

Systematic, systematic, systematic, systematic.

Systematic, synthetic sentiment, phallus fast-food fanatic.
One universal language ; subliminally pornagraphic. ” Don’t touch the dial! -stay with Conventional Station, we bring you ” : sex, lies, sugarcoat infiltration.
Material possession, female objectification, bacterial infection, obsession, fear, intimidation.
An advert calls you blemished, stupid, inadequate and plain and you reward Them by purchasing Their product, promoting Their name.
Don’t need another corrosive coronation episode hypnosis to erode the abyss with false bliss and pessimistic mental wrist slashing general gist, no specific direction,
a vague, sordid, social impression. Brain-dead being, rigor-mortis in your head.
Comotose conscience.
Programmed puppet, swallow what you’re fed.
Poison my mind. I’m way too inclined, to absorb all the lies, an agreement ; my name is signed. Sell your soul to The Man, now a beginning has began. Ignorance is bliss, I couldn’t care to give a damn.

Systematic, systematic, systematic, systematic.

Systematic, parasitic public psychosis.
Media carnage is organised to provoke us.
Intrinsic, cohesive, repellent, righteous and rigorous.
Christ of society, without penance, please deliver us.

Systematic, systematic, systematic, systematic.