Alliterating Nonsense Words

It's time,
Maybe mighty mountains make marble mushrooms melt meek monkeys
Over there is their
disgusting derelict decisive decisions
the result of hours of boorish brutish bastard boasts
all the nonsense they are against adding abhorred alterations attacked again accosting acute anterior alarms amid a mist all amount to acting atrocious with actions about altruism assholes
there we are again heaving hawing hulking hurtles heavy here and heavenward.
they stand by idly
as gross garish gods grasp greedily again, gaining grips that grope gyrating Geronimo's into the abyss
this is it, this is everything falling forever, like a forlorn forgotten fucker freakishly feeble and faking priceless feathers forgetting fake foremost forever.

Serious Participation Trophies EVERYWHERE

Acceptance is not a hate crime.

Excuse me is this thing on,

The megaphone is chimed

Spitting out a nervous rattle

Singing out a violent shrill,

So they scream again,

Acceptance is not a hate crime.

Pardon me, let me remind you again,

Seems the batteries were left in it

Overnight the machines been whizzing

Shrieking in feedback but never taking it in

So they have to scream

Acceptance is not a hate crime.

Acceptance is not persecution,

So i say don’t let them say you don’t have a name

That you are less than the whole of your parts

That on your skin you are not one and  the same,

Acceptance is not persecution.

I heard them utter the contrary before

That there crosses are somehow under attack

That their savior balks at what greeting cards say

Acceptance is not persecution

Maybe my understanding is skewered

Maybe what i saw growing up is lost

Lost in the translation

Taking offense, is not persecution

Taking offense, is not persecution.

Two Paths

There's a level of consideration to be taken from a simple statement

Because though a path diverges

And though we are noticing they they are both worn

While both may be coated in a shade of dried blood

We cannot assume that they are the same

For the paths are both rigid and flailed

They are both disgusting and trivial

And you cannot see where it is they will end

The one will poison you slowly, 

And perhaps you can hope that there is an antidote at the end of the road

And it will heal you when you emerge victorious

But the other one is full of prickers and nails

Of chainsaws and pitchforks

It is full of mad men with shotguns,

And conspiracy artists barking out at you to make sure you are white

It is full of burning crosses

And bastard etiquette

It is the epitome of torturous and while normally i would not condemn those who chose to take a different path

It is clear the paths are not the same at all

You can wear a blindfold and claim ignorance

But you will feel the pain when you enter into the fold.

Just give it a moment

Do you feel it yet?

Of course you don't, 

Because you are already dead.

Painless Dentristy

painLESS dentistry

Each poke and prod like a test

Each yank and pull without rest

Dripping blood from mouth to breast

It’s an infuriating lie at its best

He’s on announcing that it’s painless

On a garish yellow background crest

He’s on it smiling like a pest

He’s a horrid frightening liar

He’s more like a fledgling gun for hire

False advertisement is the pyre

With which he hooks your tire

Directing you toward the fire

Inside your mouth with chisel and plier

And when he emerges with a tooth

He’ll grin like a bastard goof

Your trembling hands will be proof

That you should have been more aloof,

Could have, would have been more astute

More aware but now it’s moot

The mad doctor on that garish sign

He may get their teeth but he won’t get mine

I speed on passed but there’s more down the line

From here on through lansing calls his crime

Into detroit and that’s all good and fine

But as darkness draws nigh

I hear my car’s engine give a cry

Once again seeing the face of that guy

That bastard still grinning and snide.