Some may find it strange, how I built this firing range, it houses all the darkness and emotions that I feel It’s closed to other guests because it’s where my conscience rests, I know in here there is no fear and everything is real The structures made of glass so I can see through at … More My Firing Range
Advertising (boobs) is arising I am always (puppies) recognizing Subtle messages (more boobs) in commercials And I don’t know (books) if I like it Stop trying (marshmallows) to trick me Or I’ll put you (dinosaurs) on my knee And I’ll spank you (Epstein didn’t kill himself) unmercifully The spanks will be (meerkats) so hard you’ll … More Subliminal Messages
Let’s look back You know, real far Let’s look at us See how we are Angry crusades? Alright, I guess Pick up those pieces you all left Now jihad, we need one, right? We all need reasons for a fight 🙄 For Allah! For God above! But wait! Wait, we all preach to love Turn … More Generation Jaded
Baxter, where’d you go? You were just here Now you’re like “no” It makes no freaking sense I thought that you were helping me with all this stuff I do How can I pay recompense? I just want you sitting here as I write these things, my dude! Please just come right back I’ll give … More Baxter, Where’d You Go?
I don’t care where you have been For your past, or any sin All that matters is right now and that you’re here with me today All the feelings now upon us You can tell me – just be honest I know I’ll feel the same no matter what you think you’ll say I’ve been … More Here
In the 10th grade my English teacher taught me very much Like how to read and write real good and grammar things and such But one thing that eluded me was how it always seemed to seem That she struggled with this word so much, she called a poem: “pweem” “What’s this” you ask? “What’s … More My Pweematry
Twas Edgar Allan Poe, you see Who whispered “I know you know you want me” How’s that? She asked “Come on now, please” “They drip on my drip: POEtry” A mystery, his ladder’s rung None knew whereabouts Poe hung Still, secretly, bards’ gossip sung Pit pend’lums weren’t all that he swung That’s all it’d take … More Poe’s a Pimp
Fortune Favors the Bold Listen, listen, do you hear? The whistle of the wind is close, it holds the things of yesteryear Can you remember? Think it so All it takes is a few rakes and leaves that change in autumns row Orange and red, lest we forget For all things change, it’s true, and … More Fortune Favors the Bold
Am I crazy? Probably But let’s keep that ‘tween you and me Sure, I think – I think a lot I think and think and think and think and tie my brain into a knot Maybe I’m supposed to think about the things the news tells me Maybe I’m supposed to think about what gets … More Am I Crazy?
I hate this stupid world, and everybody in it They suck and suck and muck and muck and always seem to sin it I hate my stupid self, cause I know that I’m no different And I hate this whole dumb universe why did God have to begin it I hate this leeching dog, all … More I Hate Everything
How the World Should Work 