Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Maximum Change

No pictures of Me on this reptile I choke on dirt
So many pieces made for the machines all over the Earth
Lets just simplify this panel, got nailed by a poison arrow
Through fits and feverish dreams, shit out so many demons.
My head split hallucinating, 'nobody wants to die'
But there's more room underground, out on the fringe.
Vitamin water formula 50, I-Ching message receptors
'you go off' without a reason or explanation
Criss cross thoughts and step back
Recovery back to sludge, sapphire eyes
Melange, orange dust of robust
Killing is to easy when blood is red.
Consequence of it is questionable
Boots stink with a severed leg
Black as beetles night star diamonds twinckle
Crushing hate in endless pain is sad tough retribution
'no escape world' tribulation
The dead bulging eye victim waits carefully making a plan revolution
This consequence is easy crass ride
The judge has no part cause what is eternity in a war zone
Everybody wants to live.
Espicially your enemy.

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