breakfast for orange juice

in 1980 the sun wasn't brave enough in kohima
i don't remember ever hiding inside my room
hysteric fits of laughter and bursts of run as if being uncoiled
i entertained everyone
even my future enemies
and this now
.....the story of a monk
who was now into the 7th year of his meditation
...decides to take a tail-spin
let the world bleed
let the children die
rape the mothers and daughters
hang the fathers and brothers by their genitals
cometh the hour
unleash the mammoth monster
ticket to ride
go play cards with gaddafi
.....i hear he's convalescing there
........his arse wounds are hurting
man!!! he got gun fucked
haha it's gonna be easy to beat him with all his regal pains
can i be a champion now?

my placard

i am susceptible to honesty
to paint a colour for myself
to sketch a mockery of myself
to caricature myself as if jubilantly
drips of poignant cache that i amass for myself
maybe i negate my fortune so
i'm just devilishly sincere to myself
maybe i'm subliminally trying to elicit good karma
i'm very awake and aware
i'm not sleepwalking through this all
i do the best with my emotions
make a fodder out of them
i feel
i write
i hurt
i mend
if only i can imbibe to draw neater circles when i'm nearing an end
i''d be happy with the level

the walkmen

little bastards everywhere
little kittens too
arms slung around each other
amorous yea!!! ...but disastrous
cause love is fleeting and passion's damp
the vigilance committee has harped on this all along
new pairs think they're savvy
.....more in tune
they spite us.....leave us cussed up
think they got it all sussed up
how wrong can they breathe??
i mean oxygen should sustain us
they're just diving
oh!! let the thud end it all
......i pray.

my parallel universe

i did some drugs
and the 90's started going my way
i know this is imagination
there's violence in it even
but it's ok,,don't fret
cause you're in it too
it's not plausible
is it possible??
sure is when you ride the rainbow rollercoaster
and you and me were gleefully painted across the horizon
and this is how you and me ditch this lonely town
and at the end of this you and me would have used up all our endorphins
sure as hell we'd be devoid of cheer
but who gives a fuck
it's a drab world
and wishing for a suicide is resilience;;ritual even

transfer

i drink water everyday,,sustains my fluidity
i breathe oxygen,,it enables my rhythm
i eat food,,weighs in on my existence
i stare at my view,,helps conjure up my aesthetics
i walk i talk;;chalks up my paranoia and disperses 'em=it permeates like a bad omen
it's really a helter skelter manic obsession;;my life
riding on a bike
riding on a mission
riding with a vision
the road is all mine
i carve a thin line
it's one big one
i spill and spew packets of timid social warmth
hit my refresh button and get drenched in a superficial bliss
in 'nother 2 secs my narcosis hits a wall
i check out in a bang akin to cosmic revelry

on a bent sunday

in an emergency situation listening to iggy & the stooges won't help
let's face it-
gathering yer wits about isn't as idle a task as being seamlessly tantric
head tilted sideways supping delicious orange juice
i'm happily dazed at the awesome apps i have on my iphone
lemme just fucking wallow in this glee unadulterated
gimme time to git my props up pa
when one day i have my magic finger on my trigger
and sight you dirty lapse on my scopes
take it for granted i'll end you
i sound cool when i try to be raw
fist clenched brows furrowed for the squinted eye visual?
pat me on my back....
and you'd ask why? right......
well i can wryly confirm
attest that yea maybe
quite nearly man
the elixir to life?
i have it within me
it's my version
you'd say it's a corrupted one i know
but what's mine is mine

so while i'm high....

nothing hurts
i feel like rubber
i'm an absorbent
i feel classic
i feel placid
see drugs aren't bad!!
i wanna be on painkillers my whole life
as a young boy they won't get it
as a 27 yer old we know what i'm on about right?
sedated and peaceful and serene as can be
and why would i front when i'm sat on this cloud?
people man!!!!! them all people don't understand this gifted frame of mind
it's swell what else can i say
rest all squares
rest all stationary
and their lack of it!!!!
that ain't better
.........no chance