check your ulcers and convulse to the pulse

[stfu_kthnx]

"non-conformity" called while you were at the mall
with the angst of pale gangstas
in a minimum-waged teen-age rage of a turf war
with these persons plagiarised, gauged
on how well they brag while i gag
gawking at their du-rags
(the proverbial anglo suburban turban)
hey it might be catchy. but so was the plague

meanwhile
vivacious vicious malcious wicked kids kidding about street cred leaving unsaid they'd rather be dead than on a suburban curb

anonymous alcoholics frollic through the halls collecting calls with words and dialect slurred then directed through appaling vomit projection
just let the bile lay in piles

proficient proleteriat toungues seized by cats - graph,plot the stats to bring me back to my habitat, or rehab at that.
i'm heavy headed unsteady and
can't get off the meds
like i can't get out of bed
, but i was born ready.

Still
not moving, staying strong willed
pill filled and thrilled, yeild
heal, try not anymore to steal
stale loafs from oafs
with toungues itching
to slit your throat

exeunt

how dare i foster this imposing imposter poser
let my corpse decompose and my remains feed the roses
finally i'll bring something sweet for our noses