adapted reader

reader - kick off your shoes and relax your feet
roll up your mind for this poetic treat
you've never been phony and I'm never fake
i write and you read - a mutual mistake?

for i sharpen words that cut like sharp knives
i've given you my ladder so you'll read what arrives
as i pull your loose threads and gathered you in
to my words of common sin - so let's now begin

reader - why do you stare at my dark window pane?
got nothin' on your tongue and it's startin' to pain?
so you read what i write - my cold holed advice
it's hard to get words - reader - at a bargain price

you wakin' up the dead like 'serpent and rainbow' ?
now you're playing my game - no penalties to throw
please, mr. henry thoreau, roll reader some hay
for your exploratory play, on your elaborate way

cause i'm shocking your ass like a faulty vibrator
you're a disgrace and a word free speach hater
who knows - i suppose - where the wicked wind blows
que sera sera? you fight what's right - reader - and oppose

cause you invited me in like i was martin luther king
who fed you old words and repeat linguistic string
murdered - unheard - blurred and deterred
and you never said a word in his theater absurd

so feel - reader - don't turned over your head
and feel - cold words in your cold single bed
as i fill your mind so you can't see when i throw
you laminar multi-syllabled menstrual flow

silence - reader - still in your stance with no chance
of a ceremonial dance with me - your poet romance
no reason to stay - reader - when you know what I say
just follow as i lead you astray in a heartfelt way

you hear my words - reader - ringing in your ears
the strangest words you've heard for years and years
my rhyme was long since dead but now there's life
it's crossing your veins like a surgical knife

see - reader - psychadelic meanderings in my poem?
i speak pictorial pitter patter wherever i roam
like the words of jean chauvin, lost church leader
moronic boredom is your problem - so read on - damn reader

adapted power

language is extensive and it never knew what to think
for the reader's sees their contemporaneous reality
contradictory beliefs in one's mind blink
ignorance is strength, they'll write with formality

hail to the thief is a novel illustration
that government can warp what a person holds true
confessing isn't betrayal, can't make you believe it
room 101 can never get inside of you

she betrayed you, immediately, unreservedly
i held the candle as she lit up your bed
two mutually contradictory meanings allegedly
with a chopper to cut off your head

who controls the past now controls the future
isn't what you want me to know contradictory?
who controls the present now controls the past
at every moment, the lustful thrill of victory

i have seldom seen anyone come over so promptly
you would hardly recognise her if you saw her
all her rebelliousness, her deceit, her folly
her dirty-mindedness - crimes of the saboteur

it was a perfect conversion, a textbook case
they threaten you with something undeserving of
something you can't stand up to, and then you pray,
'don't do it to me, do it to somebody i love'

the sensation of trampling on an helpless enemy
if you want a picture of the future to be
imagine a boot stamping on a human face - forever
i don't see what anyone else can see in anyone else - but me

adapted conclusion

another day
just breathe

another day
just believe

another day
just qui vive

should be use to it by now, nothing i would disavow
just absence without leave

adapted confirmation

yesterday way beguiled, memory storage smiled
again every ones child

as if an accident, perhaps coincidence
in the end it makes sense

it's always in my head, color venetian red
and alveolar fed

in the theory of games, came ideas and aims
and i burst into flames

myself as if married, alone never carried
i'm buried and harried

a puzzle inside me, at the lowest degree
exactly where to be

if the riddle gets solved, not totally devolved
and purposely involved

all that ev'ryone sees, antisocial disease
that is inside of me

stand in insurgency, state of emergency
how beautiful to be

unexplained, unrestrained,
preordained, self-contained

us we are always right, have panoramic sight
stage fright on opening night

adapted ego

cryptic thoughts meander
there are words beneath the words
unwilling lieutenant commander
there are herds within the herds

try to discern any true meaning
of detached contracts under seal
a listless poem of love intervening
quiet melodies of personal appeal

yet it maintains its reminiscing
recurring dreams of minor chords
the importance of me dismissing
lonesome games to seem adored

in the pulse there lies conviction
of steady push and pull routine
still no retaliatory eviction
of our a facsimile machine

adapted sleep

man, I feel like shit tonight
fear and questions I cannot fight
why am I the last to understand
if i'm really that type of man?

what is true and what is right
i just can't be alone to fight
cant change the way I am
the type that gives a damn?

i guess I cannot know
that i make the rules up as I go
i try to see me as I can
and the emotional race i ran

i’ve shown myself I just don’t care
i’m throwing punches in the air
i’m broken down and I can’t stand
wheres the man that I demand?

if I lie to relieve
i promise I’ll believe

just what I said was cold advice
my sticks align with my knives
discovered I could die in chains
of archeological growing pains

the moment I said it, opened my speech
bulldozed my life, no one to preach
i am just not thinking straight
can't explain my reality state

i'm losing me - trust me on this one
got a bad feeling - spirit is undone
there's no coefficient correlation,
on the way without hesitation

im falling from grace
please watch this space

tried talking me down
to a paradoxical sleep
as counsel to the crown
time never comes cheap

one more analytical review
and another ghost to follow
saying 'it’s only up to you'
damn hardest pill to swallow

one foot on a plane
in my observation tower
there’s never time to save
i'm paying by the hour

i learn to play the game
i learn to run the hustle
if I only had the brains
the courage or the muscle