binder
Friday, December 17, 2010
when she’s around i get hard like a fluffer.. but there is space in between us.. a buffer... look how it goes... i just want to evolve.. where is the love and why did it dissolve?....how did something so pure get so diluted... clean air is now polluted... time marches, april , goodbye may,,, i always leave and she begs me to stay... she had me hard but it always goes timber... she bends like a salty pretzel, so limber... i know its cold in december... step into what? hope its not the abyss... is this love affair a tryst... not all is fact but a wandering mind can’t draw the line... if you read this then you are following mine...... sometimes... you have to get off a line.... to get off a line... 2square had 2 whips so i was double the fine... dominatrix girl tied in a bind....saying daddy please be kind............wait....... did he just say that? indeed please rewind.....
are you ready?
Friday, December 17, 2010
my minds playing tricks on me... is this woman of my dreams grinding on me?... the perfect picture can be painted... same picture always ends up tainted.... i’ve seen it done.. watched it come to pass..... relationships getting prayed over at mass.... before they had so much gas... put a light to that mothafucka and that shit went...buuulast.....what happened to that glass shoe... sinderella... how...hot...a hot...a hot is ahella?...how hot is swella?... all about the diamonds all about the gucci..yella... yella... o hella ... sizzle done lost his brain.... long neck skinny crane....is he insane.?... perhaps they dont see the sparkle... ...or see the shine... but thats just fine....im going after mine... so however it goes... whether i blow’s or it just blow’s... that’s Life Motherfucka and how it goes... hope you came to the show’s... but if you didn’t it blows.. cause 2square is on some sick clothes... and 2square is on some sick shows... and it shows..... fuck me, time never froze... dont let this show come to a close... it aint all about the clothes... or the paintings or the drip... the journey of life... the trip... to many days in the box... and i was boxed in....so i hit canvas and start boxin.... huff...huff... hitting it hot boxin...up in the trees watching like owls...who? im boxing with vowels... lions on the rocks with howl’s.... sorry for the hunger that consumes.... in the past darkness looms... it leads to tombs.... so when i hit the canvas it booms.... the daddy who wombs............ fuck am i even saying? when i was spitting this at the computer it was so funny.....lq2m
tide
Thursday, December 16, 2010I’m left here feeling mixed emotion...it weighs heavy on me like the ocean...decisions and paths i’ve tried.... will i move forward or be pulled back with the tide?...i gave my 20’s and most of my health... all my wealth.... im getting kind of dusty please take me off the shelf.....hitting the high seas.... can i please?... float off with the keys.....the compass is starting to spin.... will the tide really win... forgive me for the sin.....please...let the demon’s release from the sea within....take me... don’t take my twin... don’t take my friend.... what is the potion.... deep in this ocean.... why do i feel this explosion...this constant commotion.... why do i shake?.... why do i always ache? why do i ride the wave to point break?....to what break do i break?... how much can i take?....there’s to much at stake....break, break, break, how do you brake?... i can’t break.... i have no brakes.... please press the breaks.....................this is the first of a few i wrote last night it was a huge release hope you feel it cause it's the truth
cell addiction
Friday, November 12, 2010She says she loves but she longs to erase… and I want to split just to save face…. But I left this life behind because it was going to waste….. She spreads her wings to take flight… and she only flies at night… why do u play in the dark… deep inside she carried a mark… she knew a fire could be lite with just a spark… but the ember went out… so did the lights… remember when we were high as kites..yea she flew… she loved my pen and what I drew…. She liked the picture so I made 2... But it was a split picture… no frame… when shit goes down who do u blame… and I am a lion so im hard to tame…. I got addicted to that local fame… so I had to phone a friend… I missed my herd and I had to come back to tend… we tried to whether but it was just pretend… split like mitosis… now im a lonely cell… but look I found a key to excape my cell… so I wander.. And life is full of wonder…
Short Sale
Friday, October 22, 2010no longer buyer now i just rent.... no more do i worry about the money i lent... when my chest is tight i get on my keys and vent.... think about alicia.. someone grab the sage... these lions are out the cage....we are all the rage... give up the wage... now life is just a wager... look what happened now i'm old like a pager.. in a hurricanes starter... before the time of the carter... no it was an apex... before the time of latex... when everyday lasted so long.. before the king and the kong... still banging on my chest... kept the dickies freshly pressed... they can steal my words... if you are reading then sir i am heard... in my head went hoarse from yelling so long... it turned into a hollywood divorce... now im a thoroughbred white stallion... american /canadian, nomad, rapscallion... rocking the feather medallion
Stretch Armstrong
Thursday, October 21, 2010This is not for the faint hearted… so please lady don’t get me started… Im leaving las vegas like my plane already departed… catching the redeye…tossed the anchor away like popeye…. The green made me strong… but the path was never right only wrong…. Lead around my heart saved me from the fallout… oh boy…. Got bird in the sack ….rob roy….. The kingdom was majestic… so I waved my wand… and yes the brush made them fond…big fish skipping the pond… and this school cant always mesh… what am I? to fresh… I meet with my caucus.. Bitch I rock like ducaucus…. I know not all these words catch.. So I throw them like fetch….but u might think my ego is a stretch…
Fortune Cookie
Thursday, October 21, 2010Helter skelter… Im running from my shelter…. And yes I loved her but I never really felt her….. The walls are crumbling down… we all fall tumbling down… too much paint and im weary… recharging my batteries u should fear me… listen up if you don’t hear me…. Im learning fast I could shear the….Vegas is burning and im getting teary… she never wrote a dear john letter… and I was doing good but I could always be doing better… fortune favors the bold… I push like Phellps for the gold… for me there is no mold… unless I cast… and these days are blue then gray ..so overcast… clipping strings…. Took off a ring… giving up the shiny things… feathers but no wings….. Music but no bird sings… still I transform… don’t follow my path I am far from norm…..a bright lightning storm… a killer swarm… rare is the form...
Writing on the wall
Thursday, October 21, 2010The blow was hard it left a bruise… I stumbled like I had 2 left feet.. Then tripped over my own shoes… down the rabbit hole is where I fell…before I hit bottom I awoke from a bell… stood up and slipped into a deep dark well… death and decay is the only smell… in the shadows stangers yell… have I arrived in hell.. Only time will tell… lost in the heat of the night… tiny holes at times are the only light.. Ravens take flight… the corpse bride dances in the fallen moon… these dark words take over my mind… monsoon…. Criptic writing on the mirror….wipe away the steam but its no clearer…
Highway
Thursday, October 21, 2010I am not an actor…. Love is no longer a factor… what is it you feel in your soul…. And who’s on first?… I don’t know I just stole… this art is so underground im a mole… graffiti on the hair… ice in my chest… polar bear… don’t speak I know what your thinking… life is passing while we are all blinking… and the old man is in the corner drinking… and the world still spins on its axis…listen boy better pay those tax’s… and I want to backpack from here to Tallahasess…where ever that may be.. We all long to be free… life takes action… but we all get lost in the distraction …. Day to day… play by play… way by way….. Roads wined.. Then cross… sometimes your ahead and then at a loss… stop and look both ways.. Step out and feel the sunrays… give love and praise… speak from the heart no rehearse…. Believe me.. I always have a verse… this life is not a curse…. One day soon I too will roll by in that hearse… laid to rest… and yes ive laid and played with the best… hit the road I have a need for speed… no stops like speed… at any second this trip could end… will we make it around the bend… I hope so my friend…
Lone Ranger Quick Mix
Thursday, October 21, 2010Deep drinks can't swim ashore. No longer do I adore mi amor...this lawnman I want to be no more... But I must return just once more... Steel blades and weedeater line .... Life is an incline.. No time to recline... Lost in the grass no shine.... Almost 30 away goes 29. .. And 30's the new 20.... So I had to hop away from the bunny... Sometimes my brain is dark and sometimes it's sunny... When slim or sizzle come out that shit ain't funny... Can't focus on the anger... Put some good energy on a stranger... Out in the plains... Lone ranger...
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