Life

What is respiration without inspiration confirming the affirmations counteracting condemnations that serve as initiations into self negation leading to contemplation of seeking false elation

A permanent mental vacation complacent in stagnantion with few variations on Friday and Saturday occasions followed by Sunday indoctrination

I keep pacing the floor looking for the trap door to release you all,
The whore
Who freely give your minds for the sake of passing time waiting for the next time to mime and act classy but your image is ashy knowing that on the other side the green isn't grassy
but
You continue to be flashy I ask thee
What is required to restore the motherboard with its original drivers so the applications can not only be smart but wiser?

So the voice recognizer, software can hear its own voice making a conscious choice diplaying a higher resolution in your digital monitor unafraid to honor HER and cosmicly play amongst the stars within the galaxies yet to be seen through human eye,
defy the laws of gravity.

Experiencing real heavy rotation touching future generations walking through the constellations drinking all of your sacrificial libations
you receive a celestrial standing ovation the elation resonating through you producing beneficial fubu
clarifying the hoodo that you do breaking the spell that makes you compelled to use pet names like boo boo
yet
can explain and provide you with a real crew to turn to when needing a blast a spiritual starbucks requiring no expres so far cut above I rest my case in haste and paste this trace of thought that makes your nerve endings talk to your walk altering your course of action the attraction you feel the traction hoping I don't end a fraction of you are turned on and burn the toxic auras surrounding your being and seeing these words manifest you must confess the shortcomings and ask
What is respiration without inspiration confirming the affirmations counteracting condemnations that serve as initiations into self negation leading to contemplation of seeking false elation

O.N.E.I. Copyright 2010
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Swimming In Space

I fall further into an abyss
The mist grows thick
Escaping into a mental bliss
I curb my fist
Onto a pencil
UtensilI use to peruse
The abused battered places
Appearing as an oasis
Spaces unapproved for safe dwellingI'm telling, you all
What it feels like,
The fall

The pain skint my brain,
Causing me to write
When left I came.
On winter seasons, demons,
Intersecting insane,
Parallel to hope,
Perpendicular to pain.
Telepathic communication
Is not in vein.
Clairvoyant symbolism within my plain,
Field of view,
Lost some of you, in love and war
Controlled real young so my mind is sore
Hard too the core
I soar
Even in the abyss I see the door.

o.n.e.i.
copyright 2001

Coal

Cyber-sex began on pen and pad
Whose mental is on point
Like gift of gab
Yet exact as gentle
The deepest sentimental
Foreplay with the dental
Manifest with the pencil
Tongues be the stencil
Thoughts spark the kindle
While separated in limbo
It's suitable unrootable
Beautiful yet unusual

O.N.E.I.
copyright 2000

My Mind

whats on my mind and in my mind i wouldnt mind saying
only if the words could stop this world from morally decaying
reduce the mind game playing
reintroduce spirituality and cease mindless praying
if only the verbs strung together could keep on conveying
whats on my mind and in my mind i wouldnt mind saying

the heaviness in my mind upsets the cosmos
causing most to host a dose of some of me
yet not all and i call out to like minds
to bind the time
lost in a space that never existed
yet i can't resist it in case
you paused i stand right fisted for all in all
whats on my mind i find deep dark crimes outlined
in orange and blue hues
using my tools i dig and share and blog and tware
i mean twit and hit and comment on shit
that don't even matter because its gray
in my mind i am behind the nine
inhaling a line puffing a dime sipping the
sweetness of the vine
buying carpeted pine boxes
while lying with foxes its toxic
my mind

By O.N.E.I.
copyright 2009