Too sick... The verbage is ill. {“...Please enjoy...”}

coax all creatures in to my hollow now they’re held hostage 
and my hideaway, my abide-away doubles as a hospice
get out of my clutches? need a priest + a locksmith
we all know women form a mental monolith
never divvy up the winnings
cuz i live to make a killing
all these ancient weapons
all this doomsday prepping
stallions have gone extinct 
off to celestial precinct
but i’m not done yet, ride myself into the sunset 
just some naked body draped in silk, marred by steel
prototypes cannot stand but unwilling to kneel
i’m never even keeled or tightly sealed
i swear i’d kill - even with no plumb plea deal
mind always oscillates
body just stays fossil bait
tamed + made it docile, this hate
sing gospel at heaven’s gate
i’m bejeweled, molten core: no time to cool
i bless their scalps with drops of drool
cowards don dunce caps at the duel
are you disturbed by this sinful syntax?
i’m afraid you’ll have to pay a thin skin tax
even uncontacted tribes take my bribes
whatever i prescribe, 
they’ll beg for another taste of bitter brine

proceed like a piglet thru the dense thicket
it’s ripe so pick it, had tits so he dicked it 
he had such a nice skull until i bricked it
fuck the girls, haze frats instead
spit or swallow? fill vats instead
beg to differ with the inbred
haunt dreams like pinhead
organized as a 13-year-old’s closet
hit you fast like a direct deposit
no peephole + no peeking in my pocket 
deep down, depleted in a pleated skirt
plead for him to make it hurt
had to masticate mud for years to hit pay dirt
crack an egg on your head, let the yolk drip down
you all drowned without even becoming proper nouns
why be tough when you can stay tethered + tender
why craft a response when you can return to sender
only for you, i turned on my read receipts
these grotesque games only bred deceit
don’t cure shit, i exacerbate symptoms
i’m the vile virus in your computer systems
tried to put me to sleep with a nursery rhyme
but i can’t be killed because i burst from slime
+ i’m well-versed in crime
when you’re with me, you have the absolute worst time

don't be a hero: stick to the regimen
it takes years to pick just the right specimen
only for the most special men 
my body's a game but you can't win it
intubated in just one minute
i plead out, you bleed out like when a grin splits 
wasting away for white collar crime
forget your name, make you holler mine
sorry, million dollar fine 
wreaking havoc on the flowers in the attic
i slither the stethoscope while you stay stagnant in the static
impaled but call it acupuncture 
tough choice between viper or vulture 
blame it on the corporate culture
walking past the empty storefronts
like how the peace corps hunts 
some whore stunt 
set to a boar’s grunt 
gotta hold back + demonstrate some constraint 
watch + learn, i'll teach you how to blow it like a cum saint
invade your home + declare squatter's rights 
unleash the hellish hounds, blood clot her bite

Cage'd Meat

when you get off your leash that’s a pet peeve stare at my cleavage it’s your cock i’ll cleave + no one will grieve so many sins up my sleeve call me eve i may not know you from adam but i still expect you to call madam i’m a madman making up maxims always take it to the maximum only magnums magnanimous? that’s a misnomer miss me with the man-filled manuscripts, homer got you malignant with melanoma my cunt’s got you in a coma spermatozoa spar for my ova jack off to your new jehovah now you’re a cuck no more casanova in my castle castrate like cassandra i prophesize but they don’t listen hissing while they curse + christen they tell me “get back in the kitchen” but my first aid kit’s more like a mortician’s i need more ammunition to massacre this mutiny distract ‘em with my nudity their sorcery under scrutiny brandish bruised boners brutally rock enemies’ enemas as jewelry + now it’s just you n me
i'm hellbent + hellbound riding a hellhound with no helmet held down vulva smooth as velvet pitchfork to your pelvic end your life story then shelve it
my cunt cloud’s got a platinum lining when i bleed you for all the bitcoin you’re mining whip up a blood tidal wave like the shining no longer dumpster diving now i’m fine dining pay a hefty fine if you disturb my peace butt dial 911 butt fuck the police ascend the throne with the stolen golden fleece i use mental trickery never elbow grease dissertation leaves you diseased + deceased so cease + desist crossed out on my hit list i hit with a clenched fist not a limp wrist get nookie like i’m limp bizkit you leave my drier than a triscuit so many talismans + trinkets say you love me: all you hear's crickets entangled in my thorns + thickets fenced in with barbed wire not white pickets i lick + pick pockets like a backstreet urchin you're in luck i'm a discerning urine merchant you slut shame but all my servants are serpents turned your heart to a hole + your hard-on to a hermit

Freak Off a Leash (prod. theosyn)

(this track was inspired by my 4th step inventory)

already killed your avatar on the sims already burned you alive + sawed off your limbs already ground you + sold you as slim jims already taped over your favorite church hymns with my bat mitzvah torah reading i report all the torrents you’re seeding in the afterlife i’m the whore you’ll be needing all you’re good for is bleeding + breeding to create a blond skater master race you fuck like a grandpa: need a faster pace it's more efficient to just masturbate i meditate while all the men marinate oops didn't mention my murderous history so let's solve this murder mystery i'm in the library with a candlestick and you just won't believe how i handle dick

binge watch law + order / make slaw out of my slaughters / i'm the corporeal contorter / obliterate brick + mortar

seems you’re just another chip off the old block when i compare yours to your old man’s cock get you both together then pop the glock mouth full of tacks: fuck the pop rocks cum + blood shine up my smock smite all dudes who disregard the clock when they’re tied tortured + timed or try to nickel + dime brined like a pickle but think they’re in their prime my cunt oozes green like nickelodeon slime but it’s a victimless crime cuz men are vermin and don’t count i chant my manifesto: sermon on the mount feckless with fluids they flow like a fount it's convents i crash and conventions i flout patch on my vest for every dead boy scout

binge watch law + order / make slaw out of my slaughters / i'm the corporeal contorter / obliterate brick + mortar

(shout out to my cat pippi, the silver hill 28-day residential program, my sociopath ex dakota, congregation sons of israel, and rhymezone.com)

The Slim Jim Hymn (prod. theosyn)

i’ve dangled my brain off blackened cliffs + shackled my wrists to get slack things stiff as i gargle believe i’ve grown in to this grift free the living dead on the slave-hard graveyard shift 
exist opposite the 9-to-5ers death wishin’ deep sea diver such do-or-diers plucked out my perineum with rusty pliers one-woman city i’m the town crier but i stay a risky hire so i got higher handed out my status on handmade flyers 
french maid costume for the handjob and the handoff only life goal: to let the k-hole win the standoff stand alone in life mask on glands off only life skill: get choked stroke a man’s glans off mirror mirror no don’t look slice the glass off don’t deserve gold plates i get the brass trough 
my guts got gangrene: when’s enough enough? when did i go from sphinx to just snuff? why won’t these concrete chronicles uncuff? how’d i go to a creampie from a cream puff? 
forget the cum just come hither if i leave this tomb room i just might waste + wither but i somehow secreted my prostheses and out i fucking ssssslithered

DEAR REHAB DIARY:
well the inevitable is happening
can’t do anything for myself
i self-destruct so quietly
i admire those who do it in plain sight 

always stuck with the bare minimum
but aced the curriculum
poor me couldn’t find the proper portal
thought my nostrils could make me immortal


bag of briny blue-tinged bones acute care unit had every advantage still managed to ruin it the truest truant feel like i wanna crawl back up in + just womb it 
sealed up in this locked ward with a blocked gourd dream of cock swords knock knock who’s there, whore chock full of open sores it’s open season on the drug war 
they replace DMT with DBT but what about CIM +  GFE taught the difference between ashamed + guilty doesn’t matter to me cuz i molded my matter in to feces i’m filthy 
denuded but still deluded + in denial so i went right back to vivisections + vials watched my last brain cells’ dance recital then possessed the judge in my possession trial 
but soon trial + error proved no better sick of latex + leather every day like hell but with milder weather whether or not i’m too wild for the world or too clever time to drop the pretense + pull the lever 

DEAR REHAB DIARY: 
no one will take an interest in me unless i introduce myself cunt first, name second
it’s not easy: being fully oiled and the never-ending crawling 

assault all my senses
only need the future tenses
live to spoil spotless homes
want to kill me? when in rome!

now over two years pickled in the real world i wield a sickle as i watch the reel unfurl feelin’ like an eel in a sea of real girls at least i’m now not a hermit who nonstop hurls 
yet black + white thoughts still beat me black + blue still think back on all the you-know-who’s while i follow my own tracks gathering clues like who the fuck i am + what the fuck to do 
god grant me the serenity to accept the things i cannot change + cannot chain + had to cram in crates in a cabin upstate states of mind take time to unwind but i fear it’s too late so now i camp out beside the palace gates 
it’s no game: playing endless catch up neurons + needs failing to match up i search for my old skins + snatch ‘em up because all that’s left to do is get scratched up + then patch up 



DEAR REHAB DIARY:
affirmation: i will be soft to myself + hard as fuck to everything else 
the best policy is neverending procession: to parade until feet are more factory than biology

Rehab: Rehashed

["patients aren't allowed in the nurses' station!"]
it’s like one flew over the cuckoo’s nest
i just fondue’d a few cocks, who’s next?
so call me naughty nurse ratched 
cuz i’m fucking batshit
i throw an STD + you catch it
i hover above hell with a hatchet
you sit on eggs for months, but can’t hatch shit
from this prime vantage point
i see all the bandaged joints
you go vestigial + vanish as i self-anoint
venerated as both vixen + villain 
underfeeding + overpilling
til both the coffins + coffers are overfilling
i inflict injury 
don’t perform surgery 
this is called performance art 
bodies taken apart, served a la carte
i take action like vienna in the 60s 
theatre of orgies: hermann nitsch + me
medicinal medusa meddles in your medula
fuck HIPAA hack your hips to a perma-hula 
you’re no perseus pursed lips pistol purse holster hip
gorgon gorging on gore with a gruesome grip 
meet me at the very end: red cross final boss
ribs out like an open-heart on 90s kate moss 
take the loss, take this pill with my secret sauce
drug empire, i got leeway like freeway rick ross 
maim organic mainframes 
with mutagens in the main veins 
fuckkkk, these vain males get mundane
snakes rattle in sacks, i’m that bitch battleaxe
on my scalpel saddle sucking down these cattle scraps  
power corrupts call me caligula
as i flay flesh + fractalize fibulas
then pump you with enough medicine to melt your melanin
got the holes gaped wide enough to fit a whole ripe melon in 
i’m carrying contagion i’m culling contusions
cunt oozing during botched blood transfusions
licking sawed-off limbs flicking the soiled syringe 
watch me undressed undulating + unhinged
now open up the orifice or i’ll fist 
+ leave your dermis one huge cicatrix 
i’m sick of these tricks + their tiny dicks 
from the ICU straight to the river styx 
i go deep down in the depths to dissect
die in my sect they die from the sex 
i got the 4 horsemen in forceps at my fortress
succumb to the sickness suck cum from the witless
my retinue got retinas removed, leave no eyewitness
clairvoyant meat cleaver clara barton 
red in the milkman’s carton
legs parting to cerberus barking 
you’re deserted, distended and disheartened  
[no chorus it’s a gore blitz] 
wield the caduceus clad in douches
turn social butterflies into recluses 
noxious notions turn to nooses 
no truces with bodies’ vital juices
smarterchild: you’re just a bot to me
lasers out for the lobotomy
made you a vegetable so this is botany
my spawn’s seen scenes that can’t be forgotten
four rotten misbegotten beggars on white cotton
on ER cots and all your blood’s clotting
heart rate dropping toxic waste mopping
estuaries of estrogen defibrillating denizen 
select specs for specimens [the most special men]
petrified, their parts pretzeling
i spurn pomp + circumstance
choose to pump + circumcise
truth or dare, square the circle as he dies
got tantric tastes, i’m a triage tyrant
splay legs, reveal a tetanus trident
let’s take the trauma somewhere private
i’ll drive it you can’t describe it
got these clients spurtin like summertime harlem hydrants
i’m red in tooth + claw 
doomed you to eat thru a straw 
you lack the wherewithal to cope with this withdrawal
i ventilate varicose veins
+ braid bellicose brains 
caress the comatose + run midnight trains
you’re blatantly bedridden
time to seek: your head’s hidden
turn a trick: no tourniquet 
turn this kit from first aid to burn-a-witch 
and i’ll build-a-bitch from your spare bits
cuz you just had to [fucking] stare at my tits
lethal injection: illegal intention
venus in furs 
it’s an intravenous intervention
i’m an expert tease
and my expertise is medical
now all that’s left of the dead is a trickle.
["now calm down! the best thing we can do is go on with our daily routine!"]

Curse Of The Nurse

OOPS- BIGKLIT produced by PEGS FLIGHT

hooded parts of a sundrenched whole
betray like a thief then turn back to a foal

i debrief my devoted debris on the latest deal
gold rings + gore, the greatest meal
i have no faith in upright fauna 
gargle ashes, dub their mouths a sauna
evolution or as i call it trauma
sodom + gomorrah 
sequestered my limbs to caves, 
i crave escape from this living grave

i want to transcend this form, the human norm, 
destroy all the nightclubs + college dorms
demand to turn from simian to amphibian
announce the transformation to all my minions 
i want to be more than this, 
crossed off on the new list
anubis down in the pubis
i require true bliss 
only ever fuck with an incubus
who beheads at my behest, who ransacks the rest
who doesn’t even peek before giving me the treasure chest
now i’m imperial, immortal, immune to immolation
my ennui pre-dates my predation
the time has come to meet your maker 
let you labor on a fraction of an acre 
opposite of the quakers
i’m the whole population’s corrupt caretaker 

refuse to be a chewed-gum house, so pliable
natural shape unreliable 
shank bone thru a bible
the bile rises in response but i can’t be held liable 
so i’ll leave the species, the genus, then the phylum 
hybrid, put in a high bid at the asylum 
dark heaving magic, manic, i’ll trample all over the tragic 

it’s like i’m sisyphus but with syphillis
wickedness spawned from a copper chrysalis 
irrigating erogenous zones 
propagating androgynous bones 
don’t underestimate all the flesh hester ate
when it festers, great
dropped out a few semesters too late
i’ll bargain with everything from 2 legs to 8
deflate from the deflection
a whole army’s coordinated defection
there’s a defect i failed to detect
so underwhelmed with life in this sect
so i sext like anne sexton to blow off steam
slow in the seams, you may grow on me
i may grow up to be gangbanged by the whole football team
now that right there’s the american dream! 

life without industry is guilt
this is the world that bleating banshees built
to defy prop up on flesh + chainlink stilts
switch skin for a dermis + steel quilt
marinate in the fluids of your fathers + their failures
i’m on the dock ready for each + every sailor
vlad the impaler 
no life, no death, no breath, no inhaler
encrypt with spit, buried in crypts with pits
if the tool slits, if the barbed wire splits
plan then commit crimes i’ll never admit
you’re cloaked in cloacae i’m sunlit
where’re my sycophants? so sick of “can’t” 
death wish the only one my genie grants
only speak in garbled gregorian chants
failed transplant of a thousand horned red ants

convalescant, i convulse with a planetary pulse
doctors mystified by blood test results 
i slide down the shiny pole
indistinguishable from a black hole
there’s nothing to me but i shellac the void
emerged from a yolk sac with a broken toy
these are the final results of my nothingness, please enjoy

Upright Fauna

you sculpt play-dough while i quote plato 
we’ll both be dead by the end of the day though 
natural habitat
guts entwined around a shining halo 
turns out i prefer to lay low 
pay no attention to the man behind the curtain 
for certain, cloistered away like i’m thomas merton
laid both to waste + to rest with this sermon
while i’m out in the ruins still searching for service 
now you’re swaddled in porcelian + primal fear 
i die + drip slime all over your horse + war gear 
crocodile tears cascade + coat spindly spears 
it’s still unclear: what’s virtue + what’s just veneer
to be born is to be horned
it’s simply a question of if you stay adorned
+ every torso torn is just another sheep shorn 
so i trim the fat + heap scorn 
on mountains upon mountains of thorns + cheap porn 
cause a ruckus + run you ragged
leave bodies burgled + junkyards jagged
i rise from quicksand like something from a swamp dream
deploy so many weapons better call the swat team 
i trot thru hot steam 
end up dead in bed with a fruited fiend 
who idolizes jack the ripper
jacks off on strippers 
thinks what he’s packing’s bigger than the big dipper 
starve him for atonement like it’s yom kippur 
when the microbe bit, it left behind a micro chip 
programmed proboscis so time to jump ship 
and when he hits, it’s like a bird beak kissing a tree
and when i sit, i have to be careful not to bend my knees 
turns out it takes an army to tend to my needs
i only breed with the betrothed who makes me bleed 
out back in the dungeon, slurping up expired cattle feed
somehow it never seems to end up how we agreed 
i emerge from my battle pod with a cattle prod
+ mount my deity, all hands on the saddle god
it’s so timely + tragic, how you’re addled with clods
of filth i whipped up from my own scrambled blood clots
so let’s all abandon hope rather than try to cope
it’s binary bifurcation: we’ll all die in code
and my dual divinations don’t forebode 
so well for anyone who doesn’t want to implode 
grace + elegance, death-defying detritus 
only promiscuous right on the precipice
don’t even bother to camouflage the evidence
cuz i’m held in such high esteem: emeritus
so below me can only see you with opera glasses 
below ground conducting the blackest of masses
then i’m back above throwing bones at glass houses
+ flowing fountains of fluids on your whitest blouses
i offend their delicate sensibilities like i’m piss christ
sorry you’re too late, you just missed the heist 
i rule + root around in this roost of sticky rice
but i’m not poultry i’m a fucking poltergeist
not a destination, more like the vaunted vessel
i grind your gooey gore like a mortar + pestle 
then i leave dishes unwashed + you disheveled 
i’m rolling in the dough like it just got embezzled 
discovered an imp imprisoned in a perfect prism 
+ uncovered a gimp committed to juicing gism 
thus i go schizoid, my selves become schisms 
while i fuck the man + dismantle the system

Upright Fauna

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