Boundaries of the City

Reams of stories continue to dream the lore,
I’m not meaning to keep it palatable and clean anymore
It’s far more valuable to be infallible for an hour to roll!
I’m just scheming to form scenes to keep you warm.

Hard times are part of the climb.
The ladder feeds on blood from those who fall.
From above, everyone’s called.
Mud to splatter. Bugs cover and crawl.

My wishing is to rub out your system!
A SCUD missile of patter for what’s missing.
I’m prone to defiance and violent resisting!
A flood of intuition to shatter the world,
Like a Stone Giant pissing!

Dragon’s breath surrounds me
In this slag heap town,
Dragging me down.

The universe’s limits stir when I spin this.
So I’m sure to finish my FUCK IT LIST!
I found my cure at the Cynic’s Clinic!
Infinite defenses won’t limit my tension-

Reams of stories continue to dream the lore,
I’m not meaning to keep it palatable and clean anymore
It’s far more valuable to be infallible for an hour to roll!
I’m just scheming to form scenes to keep you warm.

I sin to disrupt and keep my chin up!
Slinging fire with ease when I blast!
Swinging for your knees when I bat!
Stinging sprees reflect and tingle back.

Singing like Beck on that Odelay track,
Flowing to spray “Where it’s at?”

Stamping desire like Lestat?
Nah, cramps my style.
Mudfuckers and bloodsuckers are social rub duckers
Moving through revolutions too like they were lubed.

I can handle these but that dandy, Lestat?
Too off into naught that vampire!
Like nomad tramp tests to the shire.
My style when I prod?

Blows a flow with the same M.O. as the Mossad!
As in I maim when I fly and aim high!
My hooks remain in the cosmic mainframe.
Since I first took my name when the game looked at me cross-eyed!

Now swarming some more,
Nibbling within, scampering fits.
Tribbles on my skin, a squirming blanket!
Forming a new reverie,

To implore, give a grin or four for free!
Mon Cheri, just move your feet like me.
And then each meter can fill my bet,
Like Peter Pan’s silhouette!

Reams of stories continue to dream the lore,
I’m not meaning to keep it palatable and clean anymore
It’s far more valuable to be infallible for an hour to roll!
I’m just scheming to form scenes to keep you warm.