Everytime that you cross my mind,
It's just another hit, dent, that's fine
I never run to you, 
the road isn't something new,
My headlights in the dark, 
obstruct your point of view
But what's a girl to do.
You're guide star shouldn't move

All my peoples jumping from Aurora
Couldn't see the ground, so sometimes you try to fly
Sorry I took the bungee cords, if you ever wondered why
Had to improvise a slingshot, to send me to the sky

Yeah, I met a one winged angel, 
lost looking for a lover
I thought, what's a once tainted bitch that makes amends by the purest touch of another?
Besides -
Wouldn't have felt right if I hadn't fucked her

Ain't nobody ever told her?
These days it ain't safe on the sidewalk
'Cause the people need a voice and money talks
So every time they lay you down, outline your body in chalk

I didn't mean to curb you
But these are the streets
Cast dirt, rinse and repeat

It's just me and my cruise -
Control, foot off the pedal
'Cause a casket ain't a casket if it ain't 1 mil precious metal
Collisions necessary, casualties incidental
The chain reaction, instrumental
Butterfly affect your mental

So everytime that you cross my mind,
It's just another hit, dent, that's fine
I never run to you, 
the road isn't something new,
My headlights in the dark, 
obstruct your point of view
But what's a girl to do.
You're guide star shouldn't move

Aurora 3.m4a

I'm beat, and holed in the bars
Universe, show me a sign, 
start seeing the stars

You hear the symbol, 
as a bell when it rings
I read the symbols, 

I interpret on the runes in my dreams

Hold up I go beyond, bars
Everytime I'm outside, 
Yuup, I'm feeling the stars

This is becoming more clear,
Droning drives you more mad,
Vincent Van Gogh off your ear

I still don't want the cake, 
I just found my peace 
and I'm already hated,

and I ain't even ate it,
Lennon, premeditated,
Imagine if I really made it

Y'all say you want the truth, 
then get made cause I can't give it to ya
Not a shot caller, but I don't need to call a shoota

I got the trajectory, 
missiles fired 2 years ago, 
aimed right at your medulla, 
don't strike till you say hallelujah

Yeah, I can measure performance,
but I ain't no fuckin ruler
So next time you want to measure dicks, I'ma just give it to ya

I'm crawling all fours, 
you tell me to climb up a ladder
Yeah, hold it up, wait, 
it don't even matter

So you can keep your sugar daddy sweetie
Not cause this ain't USDA Grade A Extra meety
But cause I know you don't really want to need me

Bitch got an underbite, hairlip,
snag and sweet tooth
So next she wants her dew did, 
I can't give her no volume, 
and I'ma feel a Todd Sweany when I koo koo nest, tap her
I'm not sandalwood man, diabetes don't fit
I can't envelop it,
I'm not even a rapper

At the end of the day, 
I just know the bitch can't body me,
Muzzled by a lobotomy

I'm gone, hallelujah.m4a

idk why this is on here. but I'm in a rush

1000 lives before rough draft.m4a

If I told you the truth was simple
If I told you it was sweet
Would you still be moving forward
Looking back on my defeats

Walking on this road so long
To some place I've been before
Looking for an angel,
The one that I've adored

And if I can't dislodge these swords in song
I'll head for dodge, with the radio on
Because all I'm riding is my wrongs
Yeah all I'm riding is my wrongs


Met a man from Winslow,
Engine oil in his feat
He poured a drink into my cup 
And offered me a place sleep

I dreamt of all the paths that I have lost before
And after I woke up a I fled, 
but couldn't arrive at your front door

If I told you the truth was simple
If I told you it was sweet
Would you still be moving forward
Looking back on my defeats

Walking on this road so long
To some place I've been before
Looking for an angel,
But I couldn't settle my scores


I told her

I've taken so many rights that have steered me wrong
Life's a flash of light but it feels so long

How can all my victories become all my defeat
Predisposed to my successor
I'll be waiting on his street

And if I can't dislodge these swords in song
I'll head for dodge, with the radio on
Because all I'm riding is my wrongs
Yeah all I'm riding is my wrongs

Looking for an angel 23 APR 20.m4a

So many peers 
shedding tears 
for their younger years
I think back
to tossing chopped blocks, 
and playing hopscotch

Never taken the lead, 
for fear that I'd take her to a place 
where she couldn't follow
Born into cloud city, 
a valley carved into sleepy hollows
Where a needle tears a void in the sky

Left wondering why, 
nobody gets the cringes
Daughters taken flight, 
digging up used syringes

Start pumping, indigestion 
leaves wooden men consumed
in a room where a hollow man
fills with straw and prays for doom

But we know he knows, 
and he knows he grows,
Because he knows we know.
But we don't say it so -

Choppers defy physics on the rise 
casting lume on crimson tides, 
While little white lies 
cast a shadow of doubt 
that extend to hearts of darkness
Drones unmanned, a virus, 
fungal, arches
scouts for mushroom clouds of clout
That's the regal route
Taken for fear of what a life's about

On that day, when the sun wouldn't pass the skies obliged
I stood looking into plexiglass
And found my mother on the other side
of a mirror
That same night I saw my mother cry when she thought I couldn't see her
PA systems tell you to raise your hands to the sky
Denounced disorder, and pretty tie

Looked into my mother's eyes and saw my own.
No asking why, 
scented lotion, salve, cologne 
for obeying orders on broken bones
My only resolve, I'd rather die, 
shot in the back by a beast for moving forward

I've been to places where the sun sets east, and taken port for starboard 
and washed ashore 
accused of losing sight,
in debt, to what life affords

Double parked in the sky, a Gemini,
no sunblock
Crowing at dawn and taken for capon with syphilis drip drops and tire locks
So they say it ain't been safe on the sidewalk
The people need a voice and money talks
Lift you up, to lay you down, 
and outline your body in chalk
No flower pedals, 
monochromatic scales, 
no pretty colors
Just heavy medals, bent nails, prophylactics 
made of rubber, 
your undercover
neighbors live above her, 
feigning love,
while they cackle and fuck eachother

It's better to receive, 
than to give an ounce of hope.
It's getting cold, "better you than me", didn't start the signal fire but I'm up in smoke

But you already know my routine
Taking daily baths with a match and kerosene

Craving a mother's milk, 
while you seek the goat
Funny bones producing hubris because perception says 
that lifes a joke

But without a punchline, 
nobody laughs 
and you cry alone.
She cried for nothing, 
just a broken home
The saint state to a nation as above, so below
I may feel broken, because I remaining whole, 
and when I pass the yoke, 
I'll be twice as dope

Blow the horn for a ringtone, 
by the time you pick up the phone
In your denial forget what numbers to dial
number unavailable,
To those who's right are alienable
Can't pin the tail
So you lift the veil
and hope you keep the fire stoked,
cedar, pine and cypress to cross the folks 
knotted up in sap, milk, honey & hemp rope
Still can't light it up so you let it soak till sour
Counting down till the final hour

From 93 till the infinite
I been sick, y'all just got sick
Hanging on the stoop like a monk ass gopnik

Intuit of the oz, 
Pursuit of happiness 
the only inside job

1000 shards of a broken heart
Burried six feet apart
I came for the war,
Stayed for the show
Then I'm back to the stars

When this escalates from this,
Who in your flesh the firestarter?
Ignorance, inaction is bliss
Yeah, pretend it doesn't martyr 

Can't eat the mud,
So He planted a seed
Turning dirt at my feet
To blood and bone
That's creation, 
but you don't abide by the creator
Can't manifest a smile?
Call you later

But I crawled from salty seas onto lands when the sun rose east
to the sounds of rolling dunes and belted beasts
So you can bet
That even if I tried to run, I'd be found west when the sun sets.
And even the best detest the thought of rest,
but when nothing seems right, 
you got to wonder what's left


Hard times, in the city, Those hard times by the sea.m4a

Hard times.m4a

Carousel.m4a

What happened3.m4a

All this time I thought I'd fell
Cast away to walk through hell

Till the day I was buried
Turns out I was carried

'Cause you made us a promise
To make us believe

That we're going home
And we're going home
Cause I'm better now
(And you showed me how)

Condemned/sentence to death
I was born in sin
Didn't know, I'd be born again
If I'd only known, what I knew then

Would it make it difference?
Would I change a thing?

I would change nothing

I can do better now
'Cause you showed me how

I was once a liar,
I was once a theif
I was so deceived
But you made us a promise
To make us believe

That we're going home
Yeah, we're going home

Yeah, you showed me how
And I'm better now

Now we're going home
Yeah, we're going home

Born again6.m4a

To whom is love true when we've become eject of extacy
Maybe you're just trying to do you,
And I'm just trying to do me

Sometimes the only ones that you think about
Are left with nothing to say
The only ones that you've got figured out
And you know you can't stay


Have you rose to rise to the sun
Or misunderstand the shine in disarray
Lost inside the vines confined
Counting pedals and love me knots

I used to wanna be close to you,
Your breast, my chest pressed opposed to you
Heart racing with a beat that rose to you
As hips and thighs eloped with you.

The bread, in stead
A toast to you
To bleed, in red
A roast to you

I didn't just want to bleed, 
I wanted to yearn
I didn't just want your heat, 
I wanted to burn

Lips would tremble in lost awareness
Time gone and ample, once sought to spare less

Hot breath, a caress, goosebumps on your neck
A nervous reflex, a back pressed, and hips raised in affect

While idle hands sought a place to begin
And teeth embraced a space on your skin
It was never about need, but a will to desire
Not about breathing electric, but starting a fire (igniting the pires)

Some sparks ignite just to daunt you,
And some statements just linger to haunt.
Do you want me to want you?
And you'd respond, that's all that I want.

Time flies, destroying everything in its path as if move by propellers
Shredder ring, flywheel, impellers,
Bodies entangled, and blended together
Intoxicated by breathes taken in harmony like tantric kapala drink. As heart beats pour from me and fall into the disposal drain in your sink

I can't hold you, 
Just cause you need me near
Dont know where I'll go to
But we can't stay here

Used to pick on me, now you pick me apart
Projecting self denigration, just to pull on my heart

Casting shades of blue, like I'm just an anodized reflection of you
Oxidized with electrodes, but I'd be out of my element sheltered by the coats of our anodes

Just to see what I could be, through you
But there was a time when there was more to me than you

And we used to laugh, we could talk about it
Drink from a flask, or leave without it
Tease you flush, even when the thoughts were clouded
But now our hearts only race when we go deaf and shout shit

And I can still hear you say,
The hardest part isn't watching me go
It's when you see me leave, knowing
I won't come back
We shed tears for that

The taste on your cheeks
An ocean breeze, in the bleek dusk of stars reflecting off the rolling sees of the dry winter weeks
Mascara crystal quartz crashing against a takyrd canvas
We were there, rorschach images on dry beaches sandless
Neither of us able to see ourselves, and we couldn't plan this

Both mutilating ourselves, for somebody else like love could be managed, 
just two humans raising stakes iconoclasts idolizing the damage


It's not whose you are, it's who you are
And I'll never be myself, if in order to be with you, I'm somebody else

Incidentally, to turn away from ones own heart is the only act of infidelity 

I remember the times, but we can't go back
Infidelity's just in the act, of shapeshifting, just so one can remain intact

Once I wanted to see you,
Wanting idle hands to follow the contour as they linger, down your neck down and each curve in your figure, 
wanted you to guide me between the tendermost parts of your thighs and take me, find myself discovered, while lost in your eyes.
I wanted to feel you shudder against me, like you've found me within, lips parted trembling till poised pressed against/to my skin.
In moments we were life love essential depravity
Breathing in air as if it escapes from me, and releasing breath as if it's privation is ecstacy
I don't have a right say what's in both our best interests
But I can tell you, nothing's right when all that's left is our own indifference 
Say you just need time, just need to figure it out
But you can still find me inside/within, 
even when I leave you without

There will always more to say
That's why I'm walking away

Tony and Ian 28 jul.m4a

Some women so scorned - dead, 
phantom - adorned faint
Make-up with war paint
Disguise that appearance just to gain clearance and diss guys
That reprise, spuds twice burned, that's refries
Sycophants trying to eat your soul like its sold food
Bitches want to eat your ass like its [w]hole foods
That's so Cole, that's so crude, it's so rude
But I don't need to sext, I can Google nudes

This is fucking extortion 
Coat hangers, wire contortion
To perform an abortion

I'm burying bodies, the performance all in the execution
This time its electrocution
You've been charged, a battery in your back
Getting amped up, but when the thunder cracks you can't take the heat
The case can't be beat, you can taste defeat
Salty, some saline, you best take a seat
Because the evidence, a burden of proof
Shock and ah, heavensent, thought you were bulletproof
Pull the precious metal from pockets
The reel show begins to end at the sockets
One sentence. You're dead.
Electrode, your head
Eyeballs, just watch
Shock sherlock, just watts

The audience just basks in your rays
Light leaves your eyes, you collapse and your saved
They show up to you grave with the claps, not a flower stays/is laid, still confused, but that's the end of your daze.

Thanks for your service, sincerely, the circus
Beneath the surface, the circuits

Reborn, that's a relapse
Bring the storm, the light strikes a tree, that's a rematch
The circuit board burns magnificent, like he died
Na, that mother fucker's heavensent, he beans, he refried

Death was my first love, 
the loves that followed graved me a reason to live
But when you've got nothing to take, you best have something to give

These experiences, of my time, I try to overstand
I hope you don't mind getting them secondhand

I don't mean to regurgitate
From this sovereign mind state
I'm just trying to gestate,
I hope it can resonate

I'm seeing lights in my rear view, nefarious,
You vicarious, but this is my past
I'm breaking out, so don't tempt me, I'll be rash
This might get contagious, elevating through stages, not looking for praises, got my sights on the targets, but my actions is aimless. Shedding sentiments, shedding these years, still young, not shedding these tears, too numb. 
Do I make it look painless?

We would explore and analyze trying to realize our demise
You look at me and romanticize thoughts of twisted metal, jagged edges, shattered glass like it's a fuckin fetish, and beneath the blue skies our flesh is galvanized
Off the interstate, it's unforeseen but I expose your lies as I look into your eyes,
Going 110, my eyes glaze and gloss over and pass as I hit the gas, and bail out of doors that's suicide

I come to, beneath me is you
This atmospheres fucking with me, I'm so colored blue
Idle hands, your thighs, my fingers
Lured cotton laced, your waist raised, we linger
Eyes rise like you rolling
Clutched covers your holdin
Stained soul and I'm sullen

At this point I'd rather die
I'll take to the sky
When blue turns to black, this sun is a star
Running jet fuel into this jetpack strapped to my back, but still haven't made it that far

I don't think that I'm different,
This is visceral, I'm just reaching for spirit
We're all composed of the same stars,
In our own lives manifesting the same scars

So on the day of my doom
Lay my body on the dark side of the moon
So that you can feel the light bring life back to my fingertips
Every time you look up to find that our sun has eclipsed

And you already know I'd never just write, I read and recite over bars what's written in stars
So next time you feel lost in retrograde contemplation, just look up and find yourself in the Constellations

Circuits 20190213

A half assed one a day poetry project; seeking harsh criticism

Anon tha Poet

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