ann heche,
I dance in bitter places
and search for love among lust
play in the glimmer of so many stars
the shine always fades away.

ann heche,
I am alone in the crowd
and cold in the heat
how long can I survive
this subtle overwhelming darkness.

How would your sahib react to the war?
Not with open arms or dubious wonder, right?

Please elucidate.

I want to rail and rage and rant
And run around in haste
I want to create an artful collage
with radioactive waste

Switchblades of any color outrage the Ruling Elite.
People be ready to rise up!
Poets, Pundits and mindless sheep!
Surrender to feelings of excess not finesse, bloviation, pretense and so you're a hiphop BUT kisser (mad happy) why do you bother us.
brain pus.....

A crazy czar sits on a high chair
a big baby
knowing no limits,
He waits for the fame,
for the name he was promised,
royalty or rags
cameras zoom in and out
from zero to zed,
from zygote to dead

the snow slowly falls
with its gentle harshness
blanketing the earth
muting the sounds
of the loud quick world
I stand within it
am surrounded by it
it is alive
is encompassing me
around me
about me
through me
within me
I smile and close my eyes

I've been so busy...I only have time to post a link to some of my motivational words that may help you quit smoking crack. http://health.yahoo.com/health/centers/smoke_free/21.html

I'm famous for finding every attraction irresistible
the shattered world at a glance
swirling colors in my hand
living here and now
not your delusions
pathetic spite
Mad Happy
bite my
artsy
ass

I need a hug.

Barbarians assail my name.
To my very threshold,
rage the transgressors.
Some break out in blazing anger,
and are utterly ungreatful
for my wealth of wisdom.
They strut an ungreatful pride
and ferocious madness,
and deep perversity of heart.
How can I curb their mania?
I suffer hardship and cruelty
because of my exemplary life.

Artistic Genius,
everpresent soul,
is hidden by egotistic mind.
Egotistic mind,
generating the endless suffering
and spewing the webs of impure
thoughts,
lies on the surface of the mind.
Wiping the surface,
it appears the calm and peaceful
blue sky,
which is always there.
But who would discover it
and show the true meaning of it?