Dead baby seals

I club baby seals dead
for their fresh pelts and fat to make
shoes, purses, wallets watches and hats.
I club them on the head with a
wooden baseball bat.
I like hotdogs and sno cones
red ice shaves the best.
I skin 'em alive way faster than the rest!
56 bucks a pop is a lot to get paid, and
we've got to bring home the bread
so we can get laid.
I club baby seals dead,
club them right in the head!
Since there's no money for carp,
let's crack out the harp.
They're breeding too fast
'bout time for a raid.
String 'em along, quick money to be made.
Dancing green bills spin in my head
dancing on thin ice tinted dark red.

Aftermorning

Create something beautiful
in the morning as the sunlight creeps
through the blinds.
Craft deviate connect and deploy
dreams into bundled sheets on the floor.

Ideas come to an abrupt end.
Such lost wonderous thoughts
sitting upon my head like
delicious window displays
passed by in an instant.

Greatness

Greatness surrounds
but it often hides.
Look close, see it everywhere
-so many different ways.
Don't stray far and
find hidden treasure,
dig where people walk every day.
Simple and great,
yep it blends into the far back.
We miss these when they suddenly
evaporate in the heat of the sun.

Material Thoughts

Our thoughts are physical absolute,
get in touch with the truth and resolve that
many minds unrealized still reach the world around
faster than the speed of sound.
Instantaneously connected to a much
greater landscape past the first found
walking along the shallow waters
from shores of our consciousness.
Walk with me,
feel the waves of the physicality and
become intertwined within your deep destiny.
Listen to my words; leave the rest to me.
Follow the sweet sirens song
of your mind drifting on beyond,
thinking without acting can affect the world resound.

raise up efforts above resistance
maintain goals with the greatest persistence
minds will realize
shape the clays of the soft earth
form this flexible reality
raise up the efforts above the resistance
shift isolated destinies to the left
increase the energy beyond the upper cleft
activate the downfall, positive reaction
pass the energy to the greatest persistence
shift it to the right .
set back the record giving power to the faction
examining the bill in the light

A thought cannot be unmade,
consider the result of the eggs you laid.

Systematically touching upon subtle interactions
between closed cells and those lying far beyond
almost beyond the reach of sound.
Uncovering discoveries once hidden but soon to be found.
Withhold from those who prey and pick at the bones of the dead that lay
on the holy and sacred clay
of a country we intake and display
our love for our nationality, existence and pray.
For our enemies will dissolve within us,
become peaceful, melt into our ideology,
synchronize themselves with our deep desires
for utopian society and equilibrium.
The reaction accumulated to a piled perfection
of poetry and art separated from the deception,
reality raised to the higher perceptions.
Let our souls be free and realize our dream conceptions.
Observe the truth behind secret elections
slipping quietly beneath mass detection
in white rooms lacking illumination
vibrating harmonies of lost imagination,
and our souls break from engineered society.
Revel in control of genetic profanity,
life trapped in codes of letters numbering our days.
Cycle through the life curved by bills we think we pay.

Accumulation

Some places are truly quiet-
like giant sealed vaults of salt
but expansive, oh expansive
even more so than the open sea

and darker than the thickest black
tar coal char dust stuck
on the insides of train engines.
A mystery of nature.

rehash

red hot robodexter walks into class for another semester
discussing disgusting anatomy, chemistry with a complex economy
disfavoring the botany with the exception of fungi and weeds
keeping in mind his or her personal needs
and the favorite flavor of the day is blueberry
juicy, sticky and ex-ter-a hairy
my spe-cial-ty in molecules of this sort
can tell you the pH of this soil is too low- much too low
needs to be higher by an order of magnitude or so
and while you're at it add a teaspoon of nitrate concentrate
straight from this special tube imported from Canada-
I'll be keepin' an eye or two on you through my slit sunglasses
watching the oranges fly through the window with my pajamas
and Kermit the frog playing the banjo blastin' on the freakin' radio
the alminum foil peeling off the windows like just this lead paint on my plate
who cares, the gas concentration is so high I just might faint
I still have ten minutes left on this final, till I can be a wino
but as long as I pass the class I'll be doing fine though.

Post-Connection

Complexity unraveled like a long tangled thread
tediously
patterns emerge
are we really all just bad copies
If you copy the Mona Lisa is it art?
of eachother and ourselves even-
scars make us grow like bonsai
dwarved in these hollow rooms we call homes.
who gets enough sun these days anyways?
musings or complaints.

we can look forward to an increasing number of connections
and more choices
even if they are similar
and more television programming
even if nothing is on anyways
there will always be commercials
to energize our eyes

Structures

These tiny structures that are so small they might not exist
have intricate features of amazing detail according to their
shadows...
possibly hand puppets of the devil for all we know.
If we could shrink ourselves down to that small scale
and dissect the world with powerful x-ray vision
maybe we would feel like tiny gods
or small insects.

Beats of Insanity

I take up the mission of a new hip hop physician
to doctor these rhymes bending to submission
while I stand here, deliver, put out the dishin'
in response to the pretenders desperatly wishin'
that they could break away from the beats of insanity
to press the panic buttons of this sad reality
my style is fresh and unrehearsed
the newest body in this universe
call me the comet of creativity
the most impressive light since the nativity
and if you can't see what's obvious to me
this can of soup called misery
democracy hypocrisy and scientific wizardry
then your mind will never try to break free
your iron chain sap all your energy
you're tethered to this pole you see
tied back lashed and weathered, bleached
you don't exercise your freedom called speech
your words are empty, have nothing to teach
when your mind is empty, you have nothing to preach
washed away wisdom these schools has once taught
free love is myth: happiness can be bought
isn't that what the directors just shot?
hit snooze drink booze and grow your own pot
conviction is addiction you choke on your own snot
suffer from tooth decay while your body sits and rots
you're high on this roller coaster cruizin the new chronic
depression is the question there's no place to go but down
turn around, fight
wrong with right
keep the line tight
let bait take the bite
make the date - master your mind
you could be amazed what you might find
a gold mine of intelligence recrystallized
full of thoughts conceptions that we idolize
virgin cells of immaculance revitalized
uplifting sifting the sands of permanance
to make a beach of sky songs
tag along, these footprints are yours
indentations to be remembered long
after reprints of philosophy dissolve society
and religion breaks apart from critical piety
to usher in to the new mind meme game
digitized thoughts bite bits of blasphemy
raising the spirit to a higher fame
sink the boat fly the plane it's all the same
as long you hold your head up above shame
otherwise your existence is nothing but lame
some stars are so bright we get blinded by the light
confused by impressiveness and visual delight
to complete the expression brake the ties that bind
and fufill the joys of being one of mankind

Morning Truck

buzzing
zap
click click click
click
clock ticks tacks time racks
reasonably late irate irritated
crack crack crack
stretch the lines longer
smootly drift and melt the phases
of the moon and sun into a syrup
tack tack tack
the new prices roll in
right out the back go the unusable
pieces and parts of lives all mixed
clunk clunk clunk
right into the truck
dripping out the rusty bottom
only to return the next day at the same time
breathe
in out in
the people go back
and forth and back again

American Dream

american dream
movie without a theme
do you like Tony the T or Krispy the K
what's your favorite color red or blue
do you care what the world thinks of you
and if you did what would you do?

Live Fantastically

enough with the philosophy superficial
laughing the lyric, tenuous hypothetical
trying to mould reality comb clay cast the past
facts are facets and ideas interpretation
only orthorhombic lattices of our imagination
mighty like magnetite sulfur or olivine
deliver the message deity directly
manifest the go between
suspect the in-between
wrapping up the package with
sea salt and inosine
like glossy made pictures
ripped from the magazine
manifest destiny's cultured calamity
with the freedom to think about
the freedom to shout it out
and not have to live without
these choices to choose from
to live hard and die young
to live young and die hard
rethink the brand name that makes
your resources plastic
templating the misery into your destiny
break free from the tray and live life fantastically

Lone Nail

a lone nail gets nippedclipped and veered back
close to the edge
and teetering on the lip of
sensitive detection and barrenness

an uninvited weird welcomeness
humbled in desirous mystery and tranced
by narcotic perfumes from exotic lands

on the blue fuzz rug in the dark
surrounded by ancient tomes and
the armor of forgotten knights.