what about my (planet) logic - title borrowed from loren
“AUGUST” 
 














"Coercion"

SICK ANIMAL DONT LEAD THE HERD

SICK ANIMAL POISONS ITS FOOD

SICK ANIMAL KILLING ITS OWN

A MANLY AUTOEROTIC CHOKE MOVE

PINK SHALLOW MUMMY OF MONEY

YOUR ORGANS ARE BLACK

LIVING THINGS CANNOT BE PUT APART AND BACK



Im coming for you 
just like heartbeats you cant stop me

HOPE YOU FEEL GREAT
on your last days..








Incorporate little shits

Brains buffer and you boy
claim the night and push through
shaming her farts, recounting
the pulled hair, skin weakness, Full-o-loveness
blissfully defeated - 

I was stoked at the sound of your shout
I cut in with your fist through the night
into the morning tram, proud
rippling the morning life
success Highway to stupid crash

yellowing teeth and candle skin
I couldnt look away.
The mind is a Well
& trustless - you fell
down crouched on the black cent

mmmmmm sweet the sting of hierarchy
stomp on your heart, impress
fucking your entourage Yeah
your coked-up attempt at mafia
your wanting a piece of what cake

a drop of doubt in your right eye
legit excuse instant seeker
but the World says congrats u rule!
the world says Yoouuu look no further
we may have a fucken winner

I need you to Know now
you were wrong
the heart cannot be pieced
stacked
choked
bummer











girl
whenever i address a thought, and though i repeat attempts at breaking the icon like a plate i see a patriarch i see a man over me who has power to call me wrong or worst irrelevant and laugh-topic EVERiTiME i BREAK THE PLATE girl
slave camp From the edge of His story ten thousand stories down Bleeds a small stream of heavy life; your street Miserable summer, make-do with dust & conjure the Numb it takes to walk on heads down your street Rely, medicate Under a skin porose as soil I could never sever my core from global lethal pain In time, Honor all you can sense stick with the life that Boils down in the cracks dont take your eyes off rot Honor all you can sense lick the dust on your lip Here, right into the day you promised to surrender You bled your blood into the soil. girl
gone2 girrlwatch Im waiting til you wake what i need in this world i can make and Il b there when you wake so Go shine that forehead where u may Pretty boy U know you were adored So 4ever by love adorned &protected Go shake that head til it wakes Ticking heads  Clicking away the Bell girl
--- time of the witch how are we gonna make that money gut fear how am i gonna be that tender father i killed my donkey that's how this war is fought Leave my Body or Die in it 2 the muses I will tolerate cut from no such knife. i lay fragile as i write tonight i lay mortal and visited &will tolerate no such cut, vladimir i will tolerate no such pride, dumb heart no such easy contempt for it drives them away, my - Profiled shadows drinking at Dawn little training song the planet is being murdered we poison our food and then more i can feel it with my body my planet is being murdered i have to make many promises i have to prepare, be patient i'm thankful for your love i taste each drop of our summer i'll be up on the barricades, barricades i'll be up soon enough, soon enough i store the strength i'll need, i vocalize i remember Her pain, with the sword in my hand you'll get punched in the stomach for loving i'll never forget how they punch a stomach down with a banner in the city camp Power of words it's important to remember that it's important to record my thoughts in poems time flies but i never do i stand straight and I sing for you girl
Female artists of the World dont overlook this message We are reaching the end of his story we are to lead the way down this cliff which we built and climbed, built and climbed for 10 thousand years Sisterhood must prevail I will never fail your hand, i will not let it go Let,s climb down back to life Let,s make peace with life now You have it in you -you know that you dont lack anything you,re as complete as a full moon -Shine it far Raise above horizons the fragile plate of your new Moon, The mended plate of your Full moon on the terrace, spared from a dense stream of wind she almost rose then, not shaking, black hair split We dont know the Earth we dont we just walk it she says and we fear we fear Her we want nothing to do with Death of Life that feeds off death that circle we smashed and refused To ever understand Our safe science is our fenced-in playground: we have invented nothing. My father, crippled idealist managed to roll to a hole in the grass "What have we done for ten thousands years" where the Circle begins it ends and where it cuts - it disappears
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