Showing posts with label you. Show all posts
Showing posts with label you. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

...

eat your veggies
they'll change you

you will rise

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

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Phelps People from Topeka

I almost began this {deleted}, then realized the {deleted}.

are these fundamentalist {deleted} going bonk bonk

probably already have, considering

{deleted} use the word hate in {deleted}'s stupid posters

{deleted} self righteously stand around acting angry and offended by the society around {deleted}

one {deleted} have helped to create

{deleted} think {deleted}'s religion is truth

{deleted} use the word hate, but have {deleted} ever read anything from the bible

anything '{deleted}'s god' had to 'say'

pretty sure if the Big Cheese Jeese was walking around

{deleted} would be slapped down and then given a flower; would that open {deleted}'s eyes

what if this supposed 'god' hates fundamentalist {deleted}, not fags as {deleted} have exclaimed

aren't {deleted} forgetting one important thing: there is no god to hate or love-there is no magical man in the sky-it's all in {deleted}'s mind-all {deleted}'s fear and hate will be with {deleted} in {deleted}'s dying time-it will stay close and take {deleted}'s energy quickly-{deleted} will cling and cling-and {deleted}'s hate will win-{deleted} will be alone with all the ghoulish froth inside of {deleted}

and if {deleted} found out Jeebus did 'hate'

then {deleted} would quickly see that he 'hates' {deleted}

{deleted} and {deleted}'s blinded impotent unconvincing biased views and {DELETED}'s hatred

I hope it eats {deleted}'s heart and digs deep inside {deleted}'s pit

turns {deleted} into mush

until {deleted} disintegrate into the ground like a wet slime mold meeting its expiration

-Lahmadaj

Saturday, April 3, 2010

when plastic hits you

and there is no turning back

the long brush of its delicate frizzle

a crinkle and fade

can smell the polymer

peal its rhythm

-lahmadaj