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So fukin what
if it was a doc giving Hitler the shot You can have at it
with having a bad habit
with the white rabbit
You can take a stab at it or
you can stab it and grab it
but once you have it
you've had it
It doesn't matter if you are
in
a hospital or in a dump or
in
a bunker hiding like a chump
or if you are as high as
Adolfus fukin Hitler
or as rich as
Donald J Trump
or as dumb as
Forest mf'n Gump
Dope still dope and
a bump still a bump
Inhaled
A double toke for the joke
Navigate through the smoke
A pipe plumb full of dope
Recalibrate the scope
Take a look see for hope nope
Exhaled
Up in smoke call the Pope
The fat lady choked
That's all she wrote
So fuk leaving a note
as I cope down the slope to the rope
Hanging from the hereafter
Before I die if I had one wish
It would be to go out with a goodbye kiss
Maybe see a tear or two to know that I will be missed
It would be first on my list
if had a bucket list
As for that I ain't counting on this
So oh well fuk it
When it is my time to kick it
I am going to kick
the fuq out the bucket
Ignorance is bliss piss on the list
Imperishable thoughts of her still remain here
Long after the matter thereafter
I knew something was the matter
My mind became master
Faster than I could get past her
Is this the aftermath with the
period put on the paragraph
On the path I passed after
the last factor from
the math after
the last disaster
Or is it the last laugh
In the last chapter with
the rath after the last act
with the last actors
When the fat lady sang last
and then the
fat bastard slapped her
The shards of broken glass
Grimly shimmering
From the gathering of the shattering
Whispering chittering chatter
Smooth
With a swaggering stagger
Sharp
As a double-edged dagger
Does anyone else see the elephant In the room or am I just high
Oh yeah that's the relevance
of the Intelligent elephant
and his embellishment of elegance
The characters in my brain disperse
Bickering they scatter
From worst to first
I can still hear the bastards laughter
I have run amok I have gotten stuck
Now I am shit outta luck and fux and such
It is crucially critical that I get to the crux of the crisis
Where everything ends in ices
and nothing suffices
Spliced lightning strikes thrice
The dots on dice precise
Wise advice is simply this
Be clear and concise
be advised Vise the devices
Starve to fukin death your vice's
Twice as nice as the spice in rice is
Higher prices per slice entices
Where everything ends in ices
as nothing suffices
It dawned on me right at dusk
From way out the yonder
When in I did wander
Without trust Just how much
fonder I have become
Of what l squandered
which was us
As I dishonored what I held
most dear out of fear
and just for lust
Clearly here I hear inside me
This is discussed
From that day on with much disgust
From the busted trust and the flustered lust
It seems a must that every day's been cussed
The thoughts even now
Of the why and the how
Makes my head bow as
Out loud I still cuss
My mind tongue tied stays on a stuttering tangent
Sitting on a fence understandably
intangibly it rants
With the how I can's
and the why's I can't
Getting so intense so entranced the trance enhanced
Pondering by the bonfire In the full moonlight
Then in slips the eclipse in the dead of night
Bewildered in the wilderness
what a befuddling sight
Higher than a Nazi in the Third Reich
8ballz to the wall like a cocky Kamikaze on his second flight
As for me myself and I aside
I am beside myself tonight
The upside's inside the outside
I slide to side to side to slide
Back then forth hollow eyed I ride
I cannot turn the tide where the darkness does abide
My sides implode so much obliged as they decide to collide
It's fly or die I've arrived deprived
No I am not dead I've Survived unalive
I've tried to thrive
From out of all this derived
I've tried and tried
Now my hands are tied
Into the divided I dive
Insight is found nowhere in sight
From every side hides the light as I incite
In the dark to enlight in disquiet delight
I excite to invite in the night
Despite much fright still left to write
I have reached my stride and height with might
Inside I fight i smite and bite
My many sides so wide and tight
Without a single side
That is bright
if it was a doc giving Hitler the shot You can have at it
with having a bad habit
with the white rabbit
You can take a stab at it or
you can stab it and grab it
but once you have it
you've had it
It doesn't matter if you are
in
a hospital or in a dump or
in
a bunker hiding like a chump
or if you are as high as
Adolfus fukin Hitler
or as rich as
Donald J Trump
or as dumb as
Forest mf'n Gump
Dope still dope and
a bump still a bump
Inhaled
A double toke for the joke
Navigate through the smoke
A pipe plumb full of dope
Recalibrate the scope
Take a look see for hope nope
Exhaled
Up in smoke call the Pope
The fat lady choked
That's all she wrote
So fuk leaving a note
as I cope down the slope to the rope
Hanging from the hereafter
Before I die if I had one wish
It would be to go out with a goodbye kiss
Maybe see a tear or two to know that I will be missed
It would be first on my list
if had a bucket list
As for that I ain't counting on this
So oh well fuk it
When it is my time to kick it
I am going to kick
the fuq out the bucket
Ignorance is bliss piss on the list
Imperishable thoughts of her still remain here
Long after the matter thereafter
I knew something was the matter
My mind became master
Faster than I could get past her
Is this the aftermath with the
period put on the paragraph
On the path I passed after
the last factor from
the math after
the last disaster
Or is it the last laugh
In the last chapter with
the rath after the last act
with the last actors
When the fat lady sang last
and then the
fat bastard slapped her
The shards of broken glass
Grimly shimmering
From the gathering of the shattering
Whispering chittering chatter
Smooth
With a swaggering stagger
Sharp
As a double-edged dagger
Does anyone else see the elephant In the room or am I just high
Oh yeah that's the relevance
of the Intelligent elephant
and his embellishment of elegance
The characters in my brain disperse
Bickering they scatter
From worst to first
I can still hear the bastards laughter
I have run amok I have gotten stuck
Now I am shit outta luck and fux and such
It is crucially critical that I get to the crux of the crisis
Where everything ends in ices
and nothing suffices
Spliced lightning strikes thrice
The dots on dice precise
Wise advice is simply this
Be clear and concise
be advised Vise the devices
Starve to fukin death your vice's
Twice as nice as the spice in rice is
Higher prices per slice entices
Where everything ends in ices
as nothing suffices
It dawned on me right at dusk
From way out the yonder
When in I did wander
Without trust Just how much
fonder I have become
Of what l squandered
which was us
As I dishonored what I held
most dear out of fear
and just for lust
Clearly here I hear inside me
This is discussed
From that day on with much disgust
From the busted trust and the flustered lust
It seems a must that every day's been cussed
The thoughts even now
Of the why and the how
Makes my head bow as
Out loud I still cuss
My mind tongue tied stays on a stuttering tangent
Sitting on a fence understandably
intangibly it rants
With the how I can's
and the why's I can't
Getting so intense so entranced the trance enhanced
Pondering by the bonfire In the full moonlight
Then in slips the eclipse in the dead of night
Bewildered in the wilderness
what a befuddling sight
Higher than a Nazi in the Third Reich
8ballz to the wall like a cocky Kamikaze on his second flight
As for me myself and I aside
I am beside myself tonight
The upside's inside the outside
I slide to side to side to slide
Back then forth hollow eyed I ride
I cannot turn the tide where the darkness does abide
My sides implode so much obliged as they decide to collide
It's fly or die I've arrived deprived
No I am not dead I've Survived unalive
I've tried to thrive
From out of all this derived
I've tried and tried
Now my hands are tied
Into the divided I dive
Insight is found nowhere in sight
From every side hides the light as I incite
In the dark to enlight in disquiet delight
I excite to invite in the night
Despite much fright still left to write
I have reached my stride and height with might
Inside I fight i smite and bite
My many sides so wide and tight
Without a single side
That is bright
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