Clubbing

I went in with raised
shields of fire
hollow and filled
with humbled misery

catching gods piss in
melanoma sconces
in my shadows psychedelic
subconscious.

tongue lash whip dash
balder twisted toe rag
do tagged hydroponic
booyakah hurrah
zip pity doh dah
hardy har fucking har,

got all that my paisan,

I'm not done fucking
with your head son
slaughter the daughter
tons of Shōguns carrying
hacksaw free fall quickdraw
shotguns scattering for fun.

rainbow snippets of
lucrative incentives
pewter sabres silently
slicing wayward wavers

whats your flavor my neighbor
another craved raver favoring
a spray of binary accelerators
as turntable ninjas stay dropping
electric goosebumps for your lumps,

I'll slap that hump
sit in the back
of the pew boo
waiting for you
to get through,

sparking the tree up
falling from high
busting your knee up
giggle till you snort
half a key up
bitchslap you like a fiend,

(Biggie) "then calmly,I wipe the pee up."

 

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