apple juice

You beat the shit out of a kid
A little kid
The kid has cartoons on his shirt
Just a good old 1800 beating
There is snot everywhere
Its disgusting
There was nothing on tv that night
And you didn’t just want to sit in your room and cry
So you beat this kid, while saying the names of celebrates
You ask him if he thinks you’re happy?
“Maybe”
“Maybe, you’re a kid be honest, yes or no?”
“maybe”
You pull out a gun
“There is no maybe in this world; you see those building there mine.”
It’s true you own every building in the city
And have a tv in each room
The kids begin to open his mouth
And it’s strikes you have been living the wrong life
There are no, yes’s and no’s just maybe’s
you becomes a game show hosts and grave digger
and the kid becomes a priest and drunk clown
you watch the ocean on TV

poltics of rainbow

I was in this rainbow inviting friends up in the sky. It’s what I do. Tooka!
Wonder Bread is making a knew religion and it’s dangerous but in a happy way, isn’t that what everybody wants. To tell your lover that you are still alive as you float into awesomeness! I mean how long can you go until you beat the shit out of your own self. Not long and that’s a good thing.
I don’t believe that were in a rainbow.” People said to me.
“Yes we are.
Those middle schooler’s they want to it all, they have heard all the stories. Your first love is played against all the idea of love from every human before. I just wore a mask and told people that my name was Conrad and that I was cool, the dance was fun.
Anyway there I am in the rainbow still asking people to come up.
“come up?”
“are you crazy?”
What a question!
I raised my eyes then my head, civil war soldiers understanding number musicals.
I looked at everybody who up in the rainbow they all have a smile that is building, like a sand castle.
I want to hit everybody in there, is this foolish that were in a rainbow, people have to drive cars people have to clean things and where in a rainbow?
But the smiles keep coming like a sandcastle that is made out of grains of a rock that lead the parade.
I don’t know if to say it, it sound mighty cliché.
But I'm in a rainbow and I believe in it.
I can say the word love and believe in it, I can believe in anything. I can believe that I can believe in anything.
So the ocean comes in and hit’s all the proper old rusty silver ware making melodic sounds.
“Yes!” I answer.
Your friends come and it’s awesome!

poems that you can trust

sex and violence

I brought a knife
he brought a gun

there were things to do
so we all tried to do them

dog bite me
it hurt

rascals were everywhere

And to all the sad people
be happy

yes

people

people are awesome
should?

didn't

Went up to talk to someone
But didn’t know what to say
So I didn’t

lion

(read it, like you have just killed a lion, that was going to become a missile. You are a man that has never lied)

fuck
I am liar

fire

(read it, like an asshole)

Now I'm here and I needed to
touch fire
not real
and not the metaphor fire
just fire man
just fire.

another things about moms

You can’t help but move awesomely it’s what you do
The post man gives a end of the commercial cereal face
Your neighbors give you money
You can’t help wondering what is more productive thinking or actions
When is it time to do anything?
You think has you land from the sky scarper
You always like the predator animals best
They always seemed to have to concentrate more
But mom’s get along better with there children
so you start recording absolutely everything
and keep in mind unborn babies when you strip
for books

just found this went I went to the screen

gasoline

came across my mom at the gasoline shop
she was buying gasoline to huff
I didn’t think this was a good idea
She did
and that was that

poem about something

(Read it, like the happy person alive)

It’s all been done.