Thursday, June 25, 2009

now im not saying that i could do better
but given the chance id try
and i know that nothings forever
but ive always been do or die
and when tomorrow comes ill be gone
across the waves underneath the sky
and if you need someone to fight for you
you'll always know well see eye to eye
even though i stub them out i can still see
there outline in my mind
and even when im lost and left to die
your image will guide me by
a depraved man dies and a good man is born
a good man is sworn to uphold and adorn
to be forsworn against any attachments
to let go of all these personal achievements
to seek nothing but blindness
to be bound to the guidelines
and i am none of the above
i am sworn to float and never to succumb
so tell them all you love my flaws
and raise a flag beneath my cause
and use my back to sharpen your claws
but always live without pause.....
because,

Saturday, June 20, 2009

gods if you see it fit forgive me for i have sinned. Tonight i got back into the old routine, blank cars taken what i can. Tonight i got glasses and a wrist watch and a gps navigation system. If i get them off let it be cause to have pause and remember what ive lost. If not then its a celebration.

Sunday, June 14, 2009

Beg my forgiveness but fuck you.

I just want to make it clear. I am not a thief. If i take anything i will take it face to face. I dont give a fuck about who you are and what you belong to. Today I took it easy on you because i know what its like to be drunk and confuse but next time you try and call me out i will destroy your immortal soul and you will know what it means to be truly in hell that is all. As always your most loyal of acolytes DRO.

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

The spirit of an age (work in progress)

-within any poet there must be 3 things. First the poet to define the experience. Then the person to have the experience and react. Then the beast, for wherever there is man there will always be a beast abated behind every breath.-
Alejandro D. Peruga Martinez

It is said that what is called "the spirit of an age" is something to which one cannot return. That this spirit gradually dissipates is due to the world's coming to an end. In the same way, a single year does not have just spring or summer. A single day, too, is the same. For this reason, although one would like to change today's world back to the spirit of one hundred years or more ago, it cannot be done. Thus it is important to make the best out of every generation.
-hagakure

The storm rolled in quietly under the cover of a heat wave causing the atmosphere to dance with electrons that seemed to excite the skin and tweak the nerve. I had watched the sky darken tethered to my register like a trained monkey. Finally I was free but only to swim home beneath a barrage of bullet bursting droplets. The people that ran down the seemingly dead Wisconsin avenue must have thought it crazy to watch me march down without even noticing the rain. I knew however regardless if I ran or not I would still receive the same soaking.

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Lesson: make sure you dont do bad things when you black out son

Waking up with money in my pockets
White in my nose
Who knows how the life of a time traveling prophet goes
Turn the clock back to ten dot dot oh oh in the pm
Was getting soaked by the rain as I walked back getting ready for the mayhem
Say amen ahem as I spit the phlegm to the street
Another day another bottle to be complete
My feet were wet as I beat my rhythm
When I got home alina was there shes chill when it comes to women
Also the bearberbil and the wyatterps chillen wit a bottle of vodka
We all took to taken squirts
Soon enough we started getting hurt
Turned around and there was crowd with us
Robear gets all nasty because eveline tried to diss us
But we was pissed drunk and so we got to discussin
Wit all the girly girls on how good its feels to be busttin
Clock fade out then fade back in its 3am and im 3 deep again
That’s when that white came out
Wyatt sling it to me like some sour krout
Sour taste postal nasal drip to the back of your face
Fishschale been know to win first place
Black out lights back out my head
Living in this time is like living between the dead
Lost in the maze of haze and the archways of sounds images best left for entrees
Then I wake up its 12 noon and im sleeping in my spot
Glad I made it through glad I didn’t get caught
Seems during the darkness me and luke tried to bop
Some kids and split their wigs my dagger was ready to cut through digs
But this is all third person we stopped because the kids weren’t even done rehearsing
So the lesson I be kickin to you in due time
When you play hard make sure you remember your crimes