Showing posts with label head. Show all posts
Showing posts with label head. Show all posts

Thursday, June 2, 2011

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America!

we'll constantly lie to ourselves and each other

America!

it's mine, i want it, you're my competition

America!

cold war yeah, hide your head, show me your teeth

don't forget to bitch about nothing

America!

hey that's what i'm doing.

-Lahmadaj

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

thanks

for returning the key
thanks
for locking yourself out
thanks for removing me from

all your bull shit


even though I love you


now I can play alone
with only my own bull shit


'pound you out of my head'


-Lahmadaj

Friday, August 27, 2010

Glenn Beck

oh beck beck peck peck
too bad you're not Beck

then you'd be beautiful music

low low man sam
bring your finger higher

wish you'd evaporate

barely hear you speak
though on occasion it invades

wasting your breath

keep on shouting slogans
it will not save your heart

one day to stop and burn itself useless

in line of seeing
appearing like dumb HS peer

your mind flounder

go on and take the bait
convinced yourself again

to hate things

oh beck beck fleck fleck
twist off your head

then you'd be a martyr


-Lahmadaj

Saturday, July 31, 2010

....

one wakes each morning
to sadness and unmotivated doings
each day
each morning
one lifts his head to find it sunken with ill fate
does not care about linked iphones
does not care about the over anxious business person
does not care about american success
does not want the media frothing and melting its false love
does not want conviction into the uselessness
each day
each morning
to low lighted images
tired for no reason
unhappy because others are happy
they are not
i am a lie
and the sky is above


-Lahmadaj

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

I'm a f. idiot

been spending large portions of my life thinking others must see the world similar to me with such perceptions been assuming that i understood almost to a default and walking around with the head in my hands turning it this way and that watching the world go by in arcing swoops of vision to talk whilst it be upon my shoulders assumed things not worth and others worth and never finding through sense alone or exposure linked to its land



-Lahmadaj