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Rant Of The Moment
Sunday, July 02, 2006
I CAN get into your account...Michael 7/02/2006 12:21:00 AM
Friday, June 17, 2005
Airport ArtIt's cold as a tomb in this dismal little room
Airport art on the walls
How many strangers have slept in this bed
This pillow's seen how many heads
Three million people in this city
not one as a friend can I call
It smells like deisel fumes everywhere
The walls are all scrawled with scars
So many things that you can do
So many places to fall
Everyone's hurrying to be somewhere else
So busy dying to live
Where are we off to going so fast
Isn't there anyewhere we can just stay?
Michael 6/17/2005 01:51:00 AM
Saturday, September 04, 2004
I’m above it I’m beneath itI skirt around it with tactical ease
I’m a clothesline frozen planet
Last outpost of a dead Diocese
I’m the father in the spirit
Unholy spectre of the cruelest disease
I’m your damnation I’m your forgiveness
Last step till you’re reduced to your knees
It’s all your fault it’s all your fault
I’m the tapeworm of a tape loop
I’ll eat your confidence consume your esteem
I’m on a mission circumcision
Make sure you’ll get no pleasure from me
Is it secret is it shameful
I’ll announce it to a cadre of thieves
Is it fatal is it poison
I’ll mark your grave with a pile of leaves
I got all the dirt now all the dirt
Are you flailing are you burning
Are you impressed by this thing you’ve achieved
Are you Bwana are you Messiah
The grandest Poohbah the biggest of cheese
I own the business and all the real estate hah!
Just you try to get past me
Michael 9/04/2004 04:37:22 AM
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