Clearly, God tells us to fuck kids

To place in front of us as temptation

Lush, soft, smooth skin

Temptation of the flesh

A wolf is a priests clothing

Vow of silence, relocate and forget

A vow of celibacy

Sex is a sin

God does not want you to be happy

So take out your frustration of an empty life

on the innocence of a child

Reap the dysfunctional seeds of tomorrow

Plant the seed of hate into fertile soil

Resentment and distance

Place rules in a text book

I child bullies a child

An adult child fucks one





Pablo
 

 

Don't try so hard to think

Don't try so hard to smile

Don't try so hard to laugh

Don't try so hard to cry

Don't try so hard to scream

Don't try so hard to get angry

Don't try so hard to die

Don't try so hard to live

Don't try so hard to give in

Don't try so hard to give 

Don't try so hard to get

Don't try so hard to lie

Don't try so hard to tell the truth

Don't try so hard.


Pablo

State your fucking intentions

no more games

no more trivia

ask me.

just fucking ask me.

no, don't

let us pretend

let us both sit on our beds

thinking

about his or her's intentions

my intention

is to tell you what my intentions

please pay if forward.


Pablo

Went to some place the other day.

Drank some stuff.

Listened to some music.

Walked out into the night.

Then i went to some other place.

Drank some more stuff.

Talked to some more people.

Then i came home and slept.

Repeat.

Living the life.


Pablo

Ego Creative

the ego is anti creativity

constricting

confiding

conning

and other words that will not be added to the list at this time

they always do that

list things

words

spaced out

for impact

it's just a broken up paragraph really

poetry is a fucking joke

a poet is hardly poetic

you see a poem
 
because you are told it's a poem

well this is a poem

about

nothing

and i have just wasted your time

feel smarter knowing

you are now

cultured.


Pablo

Writing a poem

i can't end it

i don't know what it is about

maybe it'll be better tomorrow

it wont

but it's important to keep on hoping

and crying for the better days

pass the bottle back and forth

set a course and a plan of action

motivation to lose

to get lost

to forgive yourself

it's not going ever to be as good as you'd want it to be

your expectations are too high

for yourself

for people

life moves to fast

and you are still stuck in the mud

lost in the fog

cannot see two steps in front

but you can see all the ones behind



Pablo

underground holocaust

burning up flesh

wounded two timers

dogs in heat

year round attendance

maybe im not cut out

sometimes i get lost in the maze

sometimes i betray myself

never come in from the storm

but the fireplace is always tempting

come on in, sit down and warm your bones

it's the hardest thing you can do

because you'll always have to go back outside

there are plenty of fish in the sea

but not in the desert wasteland

i wish i was a Tasmanian devil

fierce, but quickly on it's way to extinction

the dodo had the right idea



Pablo

6:21 AM

the sun is just about to come up

nights i stay up

for no reason

i love the night

during the day

i wish i could just lay in bed

nothing is as important

as nothing

the spaces of nothing

are precious

constant movement makes

inconsistent focus

the times of nothing center me

being constantly busy

trying to prove yourself

to yourself

is over rated



Pablo

it's a monster

inside and out

effects everything i do

destroys everything i create

makes me hate myself

as much as

i hate other people

i can't win

it beats me down everyday

and i hide it from those i love

maybe one day they'll understand

im not the way they think i am



Pablo

harmful chemicals in kids products

trans fats in my food

cars that with no breaks

cancers with no cure

cures that prevent the unavoidable

some how the world keeps moving forward

with all disappointments

and broken hearts

our past and our present

moving forward

soldiering on

beyond our prime

beyond our best

we take it a step at a time

our movements are slow

and our numbers are dwindling

the utopian future with no end

starving for nothing

nothing; that's attainable



Pablo