EAGLE EYE

dead man · 04-10-2018, 01:01 AM

now

hang me out to fly, eagle eye. still at peace
rhyme conceitedly to signify a sign of the beast
that plagues me daily. truthfully i've tried to compete. but
lost in bitter fashion every time i retreat
into life as we know it - sex, money and people
sum of all equals, chainlink tying a leash
Maya Angelou / anxieties / failure to launch
take me across the bridge we built dividing our species
prices are cheap, riding Jeeps towards any buyer's receipt
favorite noises: doors locking / sighs of relief
like, i made it here
another day, another disservice
trying to be the sum of a person, via
signs, signals. empty vessel, guttural, worthless
happiest with fire water, bottles of purpose
why is it so? i've come so far. followed the plan
maybe it's out of my hands. anonymous footstep into sand
benches where we laughed until we doubled over, never sober
tempted always, drug aroma. separated, never closer
not a story, not a fact, not a description
my writing process overstates an honest commitment
to regression when nobody is listening. that's the key
freedom like religious hope, a cycle we broke
my father is my hero but he might never know,
frozen since a child in every moment we've spoken
running low on plot-holes for a meaningful toast
so i drink to forego. or to forge, iron hottest
when criticizing cultural bondage. fuck what a joke
i savor every second that consumption is king
channeling my grandmother every cup that i drink
what a shame. ever sorry to myself in the morning
tried your best / fell victim to the devil's recording
feel like shit, short-winded, low and upset
home of regret. Cartoon Network / Nickelodeon / dead
throat & neck cobra venom momentary collapse
dope connection gold penny buried in taxes
very relaxed, capricorn / aquarius patchwork
hide behind our self-esteem and various passwords
notre damn, holy mackerel it's a hole in the wall
we compromise in blood, it feels like nobody's fault
social evolve, mind total recall. lethal as fuck
hunger to love you simply but i'm thinking too much
so it can't compute. voltage spilling amplitude
desolate and destitute, barefoot on the avenue
half stupid, bulletproof. ineffective influenza
captain kirk / planeteer / legends of the hidden temple
let me in, let me enter, nothing is open
something-in-the-AM and we're drunk as the pope
white robes like camouflage in narrowing streets
crucified by loved ones, then i truly believed
all it takes / tragedy / circumstance, it's known
to crumble anything you've built into stones. ashes & bone
sanford and sons. pass the remote, Zack overdosed
and my passion dissolved. broken record crackling slowly
panicking mostly when it's time for a change
snort another line, we've primed each other for praise
stuck in decline. under pressure like a government shapeshift
look up in the sky and I see nothing but spaceships
GLC and Ginuwine and Django unchained
there's safety in numbers, but also safety in anger
defensive resentful, charcoal stencil paper papyrus
programming my reality with makeshift devices
faulty as shit. hardly legit, coughing up words
nobody even bothers to pretend to unearth it
which is actually for best if I could earnestly state
in perfect cadence, word sacred, never for granted
braindead romantic, hopeless from basement to attic
a lot on my conscience / yet to unpack it
ready attack, 3-2-1 countdown to December
when I can sit at home and drown in your memories
sour senses. repressive, my nefarious pixie
sleep next to Cabernet while married to whiskey
arrogant, tipsy, stare at me wistfully. shit.
she builds walls. i carry them with me
relationships distant i'm a phantom at sea
building self externally. foundational weak
lusting out for selfish for a couple of weeks
turn to couple months and now it's already deep
stuck inside the binds built conversationally
bedsheets stained deceitfulness, label me restless
fidelity my failure relentless. save me a seat
fountain ink olde english cursive drafting a guestlist
it's a matter of perspective. are you ratchet or reckless
Facebook ultimatums socializing our bandwidth
nothing like the comfort in sustaining a friendship
something says i should end it
i'm inclined to listen
stop fucking around and make a decision

thank you kindly

dm

Geno · 04-10-2018, 04:06 AM

Fuxk this is nuts man. Will have to feed better when im off. But this shit went innn. Loved that bit about cartoon network nickelodean dead. To dope.

Will get back to thia for another read and more feed later

ACTIVATE SELF · 04-11-2018, 10:40 AM

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04-10-2018, 01:01 AM	#1
dead man living Join Date: Jan 2013 Posts: 3,469 Battle Record: 33-18 Accomplishments - Hall of Fame Champed - AOWL Season 1 - Art of Writing League - AOWL Season 4 - Write Week V - GWL Season 1 Rep Power: 77606676	EAGLE EYE now hang me out to fly, eagle eye. still at peace rhyme conceitedly to signify a sign of the beast that plagues me daily. truthfully i've tried to compete. but lost in bitter fashion every time i retreat into life as we know it - sex, money and people sum of all equals, chainlink tying a leash Maya Angelou / anxieties / failure to launch take me across the bridge we built dividing our species prices are cheap, riding Jeeps towards any buyer's receipt favorite noises: doors locking / sighs of relief like, i made it here another day, another disservice trying to be the sum of a person, via signs, signals. empty vessel, guttural, worthless happiest with fire water, bottles of purpose why is it so? i've come so far. followed the plan maybe it's out of my hands. anonymous footstep into sand benches where we laughed until we doubled over, never sober tempted always, drug aroma. separated, never closer not a story, not a fact, not a description my writing process overstates an honest commitment to regression when nobody is listening. that's the key freedom like religious hope, a cycle we broke my father is my hero but he might never know, frozen since a child in every moment we've spoken running low on plot-holes for a meaningful toast so i drink to forego. or to forge, iron hottest when criticizing cultural bondage. fuck what a joke i savor every second that consumption is king channeling my grandmother every cup that i drink what a shame. ever sorry to myself in the morning tried your best / fell victim to the devil's recording feel like shit, short-winded, low and upset home of regret. Cartoon Network / Nickelodeon / dead throat & neck cobra venom momentary collapse dope connection gold penny buried in taxes very relaxed, capricorn / aquarius patchwork hide behind our self-esteem and various passwords notre damn, holy mackerel it's a hole in the wall we compromise in blood, it feels like nobody's fault social evolve, mind total recall. lethal as fuck hunger to love you simply but i'm thinking too much so it can't compute. voltage spilling amplitude desolate and destitute, barefoot on the avenue half stupid, bulletproof. ineffective influenza captain kirk / planeteer / legends of the hidden temple let me in, let me enter, nothing is open something-in-the-AM and we're drunk as the pope white robes like camouflage in narrowing streets crucified by loved ones, then i truly believed all it takes / tragedy / circumstance, it's known to crumble anything you've built into stones. ashes & bone sanford and sons. pass the remote, Zack overdosed and my passion dissolved. broken record crackling slowly panicking mostly when it's time for a change snort another line, we've primed each other for praise stuck in decline. under pressure like a government shapeshift look up in the sky and I see nothing but spaceships GLC and Ginuwine and Django unchained there's safety in numbers, but also safety in anger defensive resentful, charcoal stencil paper papyrus programming my reality with makeshift devices faulty as shit. hardly legit, coughing up words nobody even bothers to pretend to unearth it which is actually for best if I could earnestly state in perfect cadence, word sacred, never for granted braindead romantic, hopeless from basement to attic a lot on my conscience / yet to unpack it ready attack, 3-2-1 countdown to December when I can sit at home and drown in your memories sour senses. repressive, my nefarious pixie sleep next to Cabernet while married to whiskey arrogant, tipsy, stare at me wistfully. shit. she builds walls. i carry them with me relationships distant i'm a phantom at sea building self externally. foundational weak lusting out for selfish for a couple of weeks turn to couple months and now it's already deep stuck inside the binds built conversationally bedsheets stained deceitfulness, label me restless fidelity my failure relentless. save me a seat fountain ink olde english cursive drafting a guestlist it's a matter of perspective. are you ratchet or reckless Facebook ultimatums socializing our bandwidth nothing like the comfort in sustaining a friendship something says i should end it i'm inclined to listen stop fucking around and make a decision thank you kindly dm __________________ Zack Wicks for president Last edited by dead man; 04-10-2018 at 01:24 AM.

04-10-2018, 04:06 AM	#2
Geno White Earl Join Date: Jan 2013 Location: Philly Cat. Posts: 12,330 Battle Record: 10-15 Accomplishments - Open Mic HOF (4x) Champed - Netcees Writers League - Write Week I - Write Week 8 Rep Power: 50036758	Fuxk this is nuts man. Will have to feed better when im off. But this shit went innn. Loved that bit about cartoon network nickelodean dead. To dope. Will get back to thia for another read and more feed later __________________ *-A.bove T.he R.est*