Monday, January 10, 2011

Behind My Eyes... (an edited and rewritten piece) this is about standing in line at the convenience store while the clerk runs the Lotto machine. lol

YOU FUCK!!! YOU SLOW MOVING PRICK!!! WHAT IN THE SAM HELL ARE YOU FUCKING DOING?!?!? DO YOU KNOW WHO THE FUCK I AM?!? PRINCE OF PAUPERS AM I!UP FROM DREGS INTO WHICH I WAS CAST AND CAST MYSELF INTO! I'VE LIVED IN A TREE IN A PARK IN A CITY IN A NEIGHBORHOOD FILLED WITH SOCIETYS DOWNTHROWN LOST SOULS.... THE SCHIZOPHRENICS,THE TOURETTES INFLICTED;THOSE WHOSE PLEASURES BECAME OBSESSION AND WHOSE OBSESSIONS BECAME LIKE ENTITIES UNTO THEMSELVES THEREBY MAKING THE INDIVIDUAL NOTHING MORE THAN THE HOST...A GHOST OF THEIR PREVIOUS SELVES...RUNAWAYS,THE ABUSED,THE ABANDONED.....STREET HUSTLERS,HOODLUMS,CRIMINALS,TRAVELLERS,ANARCHISTS,DRUNKS,RUMMIES,JUNKIES,HOOKERS,AND DEALERS.I'VE KNOWN CARD SHARKS AND GAMBLERS,POOLSHARKS,AND RAMBLERS,AND SEEKERS SEARCHING FOR SOMETHING OUTSIDE OF WHAT SOCIETIES WALLS CONTAIN. I'VE DIED,AND KILLED AND LOVED AND HATED AND FOUGHT AND REBELLED AND NEVER FIT IN TO ANYTHING ANYONE COULD EXPLAIN IN ANY SIMPLE TERMS. I'M LIKE ROYALTY IN EXILE, BABY! AN AMERICAN HITCHHIKING FREIGHT HOPPING HOBO HANNIBAL ENEMY OF ROME. I'VE PUNCHED ROCKSTARS AND ROBBED WOULD BE CHICKEN HAWK BUSINESSMAN BOYFUCKERS AND -HOPEFULLY- MADE THEM THINK TWICE BEFORE THEY PICKED UP ANOTHER YOUNG STREET BOY OR GIRL WITH THE INTENTIONS OF DEFILEMENT OR ABUSE,AND LEFT MY MARK UPON THEIR FLESH,FOREVER A REMINDER OF THE TIME THE FLY BIT THE SPIDER. I'VE LEFT BRUTES LIFELESS IN THE MIDST OF TRYING TO STAB MY DRUNKEN LOST BOY BROTHERS. I'VE CRACKED THE JAWS OF MUGGERS AND PREDATORS OF ALL WALKS OF LIFE. I'VE SMASHED BOTTLES ON THE HEADS OF ABUSIVE COPS IN RIOT GEAR THUMPING THE HEADS OF INNOCENT AND NOT SO INNOCENT 14YR OLD KIDS TRYING TO BE TOGETHER FOR  ROCK N ROLL SHOWS IN GANG LADEN KILLERFORNIA DURING THE REAGANOMICIDAL H80'S. I'VE TOILED UNDER THE YOKE OF RICH ASSHOLES AND WATCHED THEM GET FAT ON THE SWEAT AND BLOOD OF GOOD MEN. I'VE CHAMPIONED ART,AND LOVE,AND FIRE,AND THE OCEAN AND DRAWN POWER FROM IT AS ITS THROWN MY BODY HELPLESSLY ONTO ROCKS WORN SMOOTH WITH MILLIONS OF YEARS OF UNDULATION AND POUNDING LIKE THE HEART BEAT AND PULSE OF THE UNIVERSE AND HEARD IT AND FELT IT AND FELT IT IN MY OWN RYTHEMS AND REALIZED MY RYTHEMS WERE ONE WITH EVRYTHING LIKE THE DHALI LLAMA SAID TO THE HOT DOG VENDOR. I'VE BURNED SO BRIGHTLY AND BURN STILL AND THE WIND IS FUCKING MINE AND MINE ALONE AND THE OCEAN IS MINE AND MINE ALONE AND ALONE AM I IN THE UNIVERSE AND THE UNIVERSE IS ALONE AND ALL ENCOMPASSING AND I CAN ALMOST JUST  GRASP IT AND A LINE GOES ON FOREVER..... BUT FUCK,MAN! I HATE WAITING IN LINE AND SUDDENLEY I'M BACK AGAIN AND WAITING BEHIND THE LOTTERY GUY WITH THE NOT SO AMBIGUOUSLY FASCIST IMAGE ON THE BACK OF HIS BACKWARDS ASSED RED NECK YINZER BACKWARDS BALL CAP AND I'M BACK,TOTALLY NOW.  AND NO ONE KNOWS HOW I'VE JUST QUIETLY GONE MAD BEHIND MY  EYES,OR HOW MUCH I'M TRULY OWED RESPECT FOR I'VE DONE THE DEEDS OF HEROES AND WILL CONTINUE TO DO SO.AND THE CLERK IS SLOW,AND I JUST WANT TO GET MY DR. PEPPER AND Rolling tobacco, and I just want to get back to the dog, and welcome the oncoming evening. I'd carry a lot of baggage you'd think; but a certain detatchment I possess allows me to travel light, and ready to move, so Go MAN, GO!

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  1. The Universe talks to me.. I hear her.. sometimes she whispers and sometimes she shouts. I also have a connection to the ocean. When I go home to see Caes, I always have to put my feet in the sand and as soon as I'm at the shore line, I cry.. every.single.time.

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