Thanksgiving Day

starving child your corpse
will be worth its feather weight
the swine devour their favor
constant
collapsing
inferior
mommy why does it taste like ink?
clean your plate young man, this funeral's gonna be a fucking feast
constant
collapsing
inferior

The Man From Famine

no identity, no home or residence
the man from famine
suspicion
concern
danger
burden
call the animal control to put this
terrorist
spy
nomad
down quietly and quickly


Crash Course To Maximum Nowhere

brought up and schooled in Kuntville, USA
fuck
lie and kill for tomorrows trash today


PCP Torpedo

Ten thousand bullets emptied on a unexpected school bus full of kids
Kamikaze car bomb launch to kingdom shit
Unwashed Cock

this is as far as i come ever.
most everything's nonsense now.
confusion has replaced amusement.
more worthless wonders of the world to confuse our libido.
i need to sleep not feel.
I'm not there, not here.
an unwashed cock at a point in time and space where pussy is your asshole and the hurt is acute.


Kill Theme For American Apeshit

Eucharist bagged like dixie cups.
in a Chinese grocery, net to the fucking wontons.
a strong pimp hand loosens the fronts and widens the gap.
same pliers used in a nose job on another whore. fuck it!
I'm fucked up let's do this shit.
every person in here is dead - for no good reason - right fucking now.


Built To Grind

i don't fuck bitches anymore;
i make them watch me massage myself till i cum in my hand.
belt them with my payload across the mouth.
real men don't just blow loads on Jane Doe, they grind them in.