Dark :30pm

 So fukin what if it was a doc  
 Giving Hitler the shot
 You can have at it
 having a bad habit  
 with the white rabbit  
 You can take a stab at it or  
 you can stab it and grab it  
 once you have it then  
 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'd 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