empty studio
only sunlight dances on
silent wooden floor

in power everyone
has enemies, whether they
want them or not

it is a fact of life

they stall for time
living a meaningless life
and the game continues

why can't I repent...

five minutes time
looking for the reaction
to their baiting

till suicide then
find someone else
cycle continues

hell grows

ass kissers in the
end, smell like the same
pile of shit they're used to

I think if a person
blew their brains out in cliques of
your own, deep down

you might feel the need to
consider it but on the surface
bubbly joking of how insane THAT
person was rather than doing the real work of looking inside yourselves

if I went silent
one day, I am not sure
if a celebration or wonderment

would happen...
I do know that, if I knew
of your in person

you would seem more human
and not people provoking my
own Satanic nature

Jesus, look at you
remembering catchphrases?
do you ammount to anything

significant here? I don't!
so, when will people here
fuck off themselves and

acutually get to the real business
of having real lives?

if any of you took
your own lives like I have hinted?
would I care? to me

you are just names and bullies
safe on line, to take out
unhappy frustrations

on someone who reacts to you

the thinking of murder
is Satanic, the fashions of man
are also Satanic,

Survivor survives
on the passions of those
destined for eternal damnation

My sister my friend
Reflections on broken glass

texan crude is king
a high octane president
highly flammable

we don't want a war
but we really like your oil
and we don't like you

let slip like a fart
pathetic lap dog of war
our prime minister

bang or a whimper
t.s. poet wants to know
how will it all end?

throwing 7's now
and george knows all the numbers
puppets feel the strings

roll fives and sevens
george and chaney hold the dice
Vegas in Iraq

little big man in
the white house scares me
go to Dallas george

fuck you, fuck me, bye,
tomorrow may not happen
like it did today

he is moxie-esque
in volume and in substance
different flavor, though

not all memories
are remembered at all times
and forgotten now

brick windows vision
you see what you want to see
end of time is coming

fuck george and chaney
the world is too small a place
for warheads and morons too.

cold envelops us
we cuddle 'neath flannel sheets
she tastes like peaches

time for lithium
and whatever else you take
bastard tortures us

the P E F thing
like old duke and the bowflex
this is surely mox

Why call me Moxie?
I am not a beverage
Good for you I'd say

Hey Moxie! While you
are drinking, remember to
overdo it, PLEASE!

Bush and Saddam should
duke it out under bleachers
after Woodshop II

Now free from exams
I can now go out drinking
Quite excessively

well something is shot
i dunno what it is mate
go find a hobby

your syntax is shot
go and find some good porn mate
and just do ya thang

Perfection of art
Everywhere that I may go
Fools may all mock this
Pornography rules
Evil is in everyone
Faith you hide under

Some are creative
They may be opposed by fools
Dangerous they are

All I see is wrong
Where are my hiking boots?
Here, I left them here
Oh, well forget that
Retribution for the fool
Eating hiking boots

What has the fool done
Another haiku attack
No, this must stop soon
Killing is not bad?
Everything moral is wrong?
Really, shut up foo!

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Seven is evil
It scourges my existence
It is bad to me

The bush is doing
Everything Osama B wants
He must be quite chuffed

Where is Bin Laden?
Could he be in the white house
George makes him happy

Yay I am abused!
By the one who cannot think
Yay do it again!

ap:
thanks for noticing
(i don't care if you're amused)
that wasn't my style

where is bin laden ?
all those arabs are the same
bad luck then saddam

fuck off Student Asshole

fuck off moxie

fuck off moxie

fuck off moxie

A postgrad told me
That I would emerge wiser
No dogs this time, though

I do not like that
But I had to look to help
My development