Maleficent Condescension: Wig of Wings

Diluted razor fated blade,

      Signals of white amnesia tunnel dreams, Post hope mortem's self afflicted relief arising, Doomed to inherit wishes of helpless peace never had, Contagiously harbinger screaming of moral trench blood sunken daisies reprising their world at war roles in a never golden haze congealing thoughts trapped in stained animated gasp of frost on tainted reflective life glass after the requiem worst last attempted breath ever held...

In lieu of our participation in,
Questing all pulse decisions
But the religion of our own...
Miserable hopes!

      

Hive Mind: No New Leaves

The cordial of hope,

      Is our disdained abysmal nearly depleted essence, Rarely found to be empathetically infectious in the late twilight blooming hours of another karma down generation's regretfully worthless tragic wind beyond decomposing pacifist slain finger excuses, Over libel tongue ruling truth's shared facet addictive pedal of honesty's comfortless nature, Giving intolerant rise to hypocrisy's shared prejudice fate in this sandcastling earth's malignant dream contempt no parallel universe of dead caring world!

In lieu of our participation in,
Never reacting to self played tricks

Hive Mind: Requiem of Thought

The best hybrid doctrine things,

     I'm about lie in deficit ruins before the depravity of you! Mirroring the inhumanity of our share histories hidden degraded truths, Altered belief tangent epiphanies residing over the eternity of our grey strangely dim twilight dream youth, We're not so inherited prejudice anticipated memory burden ache old to live for change, Awaken the consciously sedated amnesia appraisal empathy. 

     To clenched single digit raised fist protest, On be spiteful half of those who've received a drowning sickness of hope, A haunt blighted karma injection of wondering aimless drowning their future under a sea of six post cremated mortem leagues under tramped generations ground, Honestly... Can't you ignorant witness see, The torture roaming as Carpe golden manifest Diem falsified heaven in a hell song destiny, The never lost land of here and pill over box dosed now we're lie disinclined to see.

In lieu of our participation in,

Breaking down hopeful things

A generation of dreams...

Hive Mind: Loathing the Contagion of Hope's Surroundings

Ode to empathy,

      Resignation of joy pondering an inkling shredded conscience ounce of regret, Oh how death white tunnel pending bed dangerous, The threat of  mangle ending the camouflage mantle skeletal hung over our shameless Inhumane apathy, A willing amnesia disguise that's amputated the phantom of companion's last pains, The heart cannot hypocrite what the mind never shows, Revealing understanding to end intolerance and acceptance to slowly adopt love, Disavowed is our sandcastling future... Beyond this wounded realm of all our depravity!

In lieu of our participation in,

Committing to hope... Late 

Maleficent Condescension: Reproducing Hell, Upon Our Sandcastle II

Swallowed water,

      Once quaint unreproducible miracle disguised wine... Written in the prophetic ending pages of life; Where Death bruise inscribed pledges of sanity with blood ink pins and septic faith needles upon the conscience of God. As solitary judgement confined youth chained to the ruins of memories amnesia swore an oath not to take inject the venom of slices to their veins with razor f(r)iend of the scared over skin blades adopted torture as a means to die beyond the white fuselage tunnel prayers of an arbiter's indoctrinated heaven untold, Circumstances of the infinite realm, as yet, remain lethargic to our plight!

      She double one dark sided emotion terror crystal of fear commenced the turmoil channelled helix inflamed pitted gender spell against one a genesis nother never to be retracted, Even after karma's empathetic curiosity failure to revive the cross of fate carrier, He bore no epiphany pardon, Such is... This life... Alive, until suddenly 

In lieu of our participation of,
Surrendering to sedation and the nature of... Inhumanity

A Day After Silence

I'm hopelessly dreaming,

     Of a low death toll Christmas; like one the world has never known! Where step monsters of parental neglect mirror end the intolerance towards acceptance towards closet kept children and the tragic white amnesia tunnel beliefs forget to trigger hold or let go...

     There abounds endless inhumanity on our sandcastling Earth, I feel no reason to list them, poetically or otherwise, not on a day like this; when hope for lost dreams shouldn't be shed, there are enough tears most every other day!

      So I shall just say, amongst all the depravity you don't have to read to comprehend r know it's there... Choose to be in wilful opposition to the choices that lead to sorrows!

In lieu of our participation in,

Smiling in the face of besiegers 

Maleficent Condescension: Lost Tomb Hope I

Tragic equilibrium target aim,

     Practising death on unwitting protagonists, Surviving under a venomous arsenal of fierce, Perfect malignantly planned hatefully out for them, On inherited behalf of those resigned to rarely hopelessly creep out from the contours of an internally conflicted grey immoral A-Grade intolerant prejudicial dismay of wounds, Where tangents of vibrant ochre nearly blinding flames of rejection writhe over every willing emotion to grasp for acceptance.

In lieu of our participation in,
Festive Seasons

Maleficent Condescension: Regretful Love I

The silence,

     Of forever, Entitles the bargain of destiny long indignity over manifest due, Where we inherit wait, in lieu of... Reuniting the ruined bliss deep tower seeded distance wilderness disavowed eternity between inhumanity and... Everything that comes hopeful myth after.

In earnest anticipation of,
A vibrant candle's truth
The fire of a star!

Maleficent Condescension: Reproducing Hell, Upon Our Sandcastle I

Swallowed water,

      Once wine... Written in the prophetic ending pages of life; Where Death bruise inscribed pledges of sanity with blood ink pins and septic faith needles upon the conscience of God. She double side of both inflamed gender helixes retracted her genesis proclamation at the karma fateful cross death par of her own existence; Was threatened beyond judgement promises as she retracted all miracles away, 

In lieu of our participation of,
Changing her mind
With our stories

Cranes In Reverse Bloom II

So emergency sick,

     Hopeless illegitimately far no witness one the beyond like the stung of heart, Whose begging conscience vowed under intoxicated hope after death never to vouch for the struggle of another's fate of life's joy destiny threat of emerging grace, Lies kept at secret's denial bay where bells swore as waves under a dead moon's sway never to creep atonement sound for those who reside with the death, before, beside, amongst us... We are the helplessly inhumane!

In lieu of our participation in,
Thinking all grace discredited false tricky choice angels...
Are forever demons

Hive Mind: Grope Pathology I

Fear spade her memory,

     Aching who could have witness known the torture of her misaligned one depravity night she'll never sexual paraplegic stand, Known violent altitudes of distant recourse waves commence the amputated courage to hope dissonance in dreams, Night phantom mares stampede unspoken pain... Some actions swear apathetic oaths to remain unsaid. 

    Now addiction's slow dead empathy spread amnesia's conscious sickness over the jaws of night terror's vain internally screaming thunder against the judgement of... A demon inhuman skin's addiction.

Sleep tonight

In lieu of our participation of,

Seducing our conscience

With scrutinizing masculinity

We applaud the commiserations of others

Hive Mind: Docile Expressiveness I

Surreal doses

The vacant applause of your complexion leaves me dauntingly gaunt of response, But I harbour only reminiscence in the playground ruins of our violated youth, The amnesia ache hasn't terrified those memories away, So I wake yet villainously again from too often depravity scene depths of sleep violently, Having registered the inhumane perpetrator of our lost vigil empathy! Standing shadows behind me and reflection before me. 

    The mirror only tells one tale; Externally, But no one judge else could impeach pick the truth from their presumed rotten assumption apple of their inner eye's lost compromised long never spiteful ago, By an adjustment to... This place.

So sleep!

In lieu of our participation in,

Offending ourselves

With prejudice

The Little Things: Contagious Malignancy I

Seeds abounding, 

      Anti synchronized capacity of fate residing derelict of joy's molecular smile destiny, To provide unabashedly desperate of equality contortions... To everyone, these are smiles!

In lieu of our participation of,
Sharing without prejudice

Guarding Harry's Gravity I

Publicly obliviated normality,

     Unhinged spontaneous pill spell box cast doses of monstrously disproportionate unheard appeals made against guardians who wove hexagram signatures on transcripts of illegitimate potency... leading to unrecognisable sedated consciousness.

In lieu of our participation in,

Disabling understanding

For convenience 

Guarding Gravity VIII

Out from irrelevant caring false guardian shadows,

       Step monsters, Siezuring a moral grey colour polarisation of chess gender die rolls to protect an acquired malnourished prejudice flows from their beliefs taste ever budding compilation of misinterpreted integrity false biblical testimony, Denouncing acceptance which is love, fate which is luck's burden and hope which leads to joy.

      For no child of the mirror ever stood an apparition's waking chance up before irrational love discriminating acceptance, hidden by anyone claiming to be apparent.

In lieu of our participation in,
Receiving a message
We forgot to transmit

Guarding Gravity VII

Once upon a today,

    Out from censored acceptance shadows step monsters, Guardians protesting identity.

   

    Parents who now guard inherited gender defined closets instead of  blooming protagonist room doors from the memory ache youth envelopment. It's a camouflage of regretful noise burlesquing underneath bed's, a socially malnourished acquired prejudice taste for this place.

In lieu of our participation in,
Disabling love via intolerance

Hive Inconsiderate Mind: Stained Wheel

Pillar obstructing finality,

      Unreliable disdained potion of existence, Drunk harbinger's regretful washed abstinence away notions, Some tragedies on the face go without any saying, Lost was the acceptance of youth's bride: Joy and Dreams toppled spiteful black hellbent sheep heathen over, In ruin's distant compelling never forget memory ghost echoing phantom tragic pains from the traumatic foot toxic hold of a one long past night's joy impeding circular rarely sedated deceitful riddle of eternally hope inferior mirror judgement considering suicide in the after hate math of his death, Injected bed vein breathless husk lounge side, The video on repeat in her mind...

In lieu of...
Sorrow

Cranes In Reverse Bloom I

So emergency sick,

     Hopeless far illegitimate no witness one ever vouched for the struggle beyond breath, Where fate of life's joy destiny threat of emerging grace was kept at secret ambition encoded societal addiction bay where bells never impeached sound to toll for those who remain ghostly hidden in eternity from sight!

In lieu of our participation in,
Thinking all grace discredited false tricky choice angels...
Are forever demons

Hive Mind: Air Fate Borne I

Fear expression commence,

   Memory ache origin lost terrorising cause to exist, Past renegade anxiety decade chrono addict trigger stolen, Illness handy fate capped destiny's joy rules behind white paper lie anorexic thin marionette anonymous post guardian's monster drawing on signature endowed walls, An adversary of hope lies unshreddably entombed in our indoctrinated falsified inheritance undiscredited malignant lethargic empathy nature, Which no shame shall hold us libel.

In lieu of our participation in,

Perishing wondrously

Under dream fallen stars

... Of lost fates

Ajax Youth Policy I

Manifest solidarity project of lost destinies,

        Integrated falsified hope trajectory of a no one can be held libel Ajax Sorcerer Woven Youth Spell Policy, Reeking of golden carpe predestined diem singularity fates, Never bound by loyalty of action to occur, Happening once in a moral blue trench moon appraisal of conscious memory aching items dismantled, Not for inner harmless peace... But for degradation of will, to truthfulness from within conviction speak! On behalf of someone other than the f(r)iend in the mirror.

In lieu of our participation in,
Creating Drafts of Illegitimate Greed Regimes
To Occupy Another Generation's Children

     

Room 7 I

Semi functional tongue,

       Relapsing behind vapid pill depraved box walls of an indoctrinated memory anonymous terror ache parental lost guardianship monster's benign life signature pledge sedated conscience, Mental enthroned capacity lividly down, Winds of ever strengthening anxiety hurricane, A currency for subscriptions white jacketed robes fulfilled, Engulfing the inner magnificently contradictory sensory lost organ labelled imperfect number seven, Room for no one wants them any spiteful more causes, Beautiful lobotomised marionette string wanton thoughtless of hope nefarious theory fixtures of an appalling monetary sway over life.

     Existence subsequently is: A series of no illness mentioned recovery inspired responses self manifested ever again given, Too everlasting deep is the entrenched systematic molecular post genetic violent therapy indoctrinated discrepancies between emerald mental dream healthy by unnatural seductive drug undesirably induced ways opposing nature.

      Healing only happens through acceptance and you can't accept what you do not love, and you cannot love what you do not know and you cannot know if you do not care... Not enough to spend malevolent time, with the wounded, including self.

In lieu of our participation in,
Signing Unabated Intolerance
Held Over Those with Illness

Maleficent Condescension: Fateless Treasure I

Broken corpse,

      Cycle of saviour's libel conscience circulating contagion, Rarely now inspiring tears, Woes of the empathetic imagination collapsing inner sedated eye prejudice never renounced engine, Protruding misery by nature's seemingly devote curse, To remain devoid of purpose until...

       When?

In lieu of our participation in,
Divine Pacifist Intervention(s)

Maleficent Condescension: Operator Disgrace

Beautiful approximate,

     Melancholy swelling apathy, Tide of a lethargic debt over life currency, Pride of our sand castling post empathetic universally disproportionate applauding hands raised towards greed, A torn joy memory world... Never a moment killing dreams idle.

     We're the inherent vibe of a mirrored translation lost in the deeply violent oblivion atlantis waters attempting to resound as one ocean's tragically disproportionate manifest false never predestined fate, Where children since genesis' reincarnate endlessly, Dying to prove Karma's right full existence.

In lieu of our participation in,
Drowning Agnosticism with Atheism's ease 

Her... X

Bicentennial eternal memory,

     Ache driven f(r)iendless narcissist desperately commencing the ignition of hope in the after battle math no hope equation field of passion attempting to be as a wondrously perishing faith ocean realigning the hollow sphere of love's morally derelict never accountably libel courage from the inner lucid pain sanctum eye oblivion constantly denouncing images of a lost phantom limb; Entitled 'heart'  where dreams actuate our compasses to an oblivion string unfathomable hope theory's distant nether reality... 

      For life is meaningless without her! Despite the traumatically abusive malignant distance of eternity to earth speech of breath's algorithms still find my lips, Which shall never kiss again, For there was hope and dignity in the vows we declared, Is all retention of hope lost in the silent epidermis communication of their breaking?

      Never homeless impression of radiance defiance tested the tormented sea of apostate living 'in faithfully love' again, The mistakes of this moth's inhumane butterfly caste dying cocoon will never lust protagonising itself as love disavow via the heat of bliss the fallen ashes of flames held upon my finger eternally is the towering oak cross forever one harnessed by an ring vow I carry. Not as one guilty, but as one accountable against the depravity by upholding a sacred loyalty!

      My heart was made to infinitely grieve with the courage of words as they find the life maladjusted stream to our magnificently hollow contagiously maleficent society towering above us... and indeed, the fallen never buried acorn that is me.

In earnest anticipation of,
Finding phantoms of thought
After savouring Death's finality touch
A last sweet lingering impression kiss on earth


     

Hive Mind: Trembling Stature I

Tortured humbleness,

     Loneliness' beautiful denied conviction, Scientific wishfully disproven myth of conscience martyr, Nothing genetically woken was ever designed, Shame is a moral illness twinge, A label by high grounder's thrown as heathens, Not an indigenous humanity cursed game eternally on replay, History by depravity's rarely vain shouting has rendered earth's bastard child's empathy nearly blind, Ordinarily we vacant eye adore the degradation of our inhumanity, Crumbling; As children crash as endless waves dying amidst the defiled karma waves, Born to writhe against greed's sandcastling world recognised adherence we uphold drug!

     Avarice our queen, we submit to the radiating conquest ravine of another malnourished youth... Failing...!

In lieu of our participation in,
Desiring comfort as She crumbles...

Her... XI

Phantom voice,

     Lip sinking irrelevant every double prejudice think but rarely speaking one, Inaudibly projecting memory ache pain filled seas behind a faceless chorus attempting to prey while singing crowd of grace decriminalized but for a moment inhospitable golden anarchy heaven unbound beings...

     She's crying sleeplessly through an unending vale of feigned joy trapped in a stigma constantly algorithm running before everyone's clouded jade over inner accompaniment of grey moral eyes, The chains birth commenced genetically; she can't but death escape the after twisted faith burnt reconstructed prayer offering; A hollow image adapted benign acceptance,  

     Therapy for would intolerance be anonymous monsters who vengeful wrath spiral of hate tattooed on their hearts for her guarded a miracle's bed only until their hope became deaf, Tones of love adapted to fit society's prejudice in, This is the natural regained outbreak state of our humanity and it brings me to tears. 

     But the wounds were grafted violently on by her depraved brothers and inhumane sisters, When you search the auditorium of this dream, Remember the problematic issue is not with the perceived but within us. 

     Have you ever taken up the battle, against our depravity... It is not imaginary, it is the method of thought by which you are living, Homeless is your radiating empathy wherein resides the honest bliss of dignity gravitating around love... Which is hope.


In lieu of our participation in,
Wounding cripples with gazes
Deflecting shame as bullies
With intolerant jokes

Her... VIII II

Once I was unsure,

     But not for second bouncing in betwixt the solitude of exponentially unmotivated cold lonely hearted moments you captured me from, Seeing the vast distinguished potential in you by moonlight; 

     Where I stand in awe of honesty attempting to find the daily bet of love inspiring unqualified words to venture forth as speech, for I never had to acquire a taste for your beauty, I awoke as one from a malignant puppet's debt woven dream, Standing before the proof that life could exist at all beyond dredge amidst these thousands of sandcastling stars.

     And lo, she graciously extinguishes my fears with an existence of daily valentines I celebrate. 

     I was sure about you since the beginning of everything, for surely the bargain of this universe is love, and by her adorkable code of poetic chivalry shall I abide!

In earnest anticipation of,

Xx

Le' Thug: Beached 2 Performance Piece V 1.0

Depression synchronized utilitarian tragic harmony,

       A distant everlasting story of a discord perpetrated wilderness stained clouds my Father shall someday enter.. 

    Soon after his melancholy harbinger's camouflaged grace descending tale shall follow my mother.

  Entering beyond this sand castling universe' violent greedily vain thunderous rampaging uncontrollably nefarious weather and the grasp of the faces of f(r)iends!

      Guided by our namesake sentient child seraphim like guardian! Who'll usher them into an eternal carpe golden diem.

       A calculated predestination home where blooms the doubt of mirrors' less faith residing a captive enthralled by images enthroned... 

                         Trapped in drowning joy stained maleficent condescending traditional inheritance shrouded intolerance eye portal type A prejudice nearly blind windows.

             Torn emotions haemorrhage values' promise un-kept by disguise till the end.

           A cosmic designed house potentially found residing empty of visages whose memory ache entitles them so deeply by name: As children....

   Swallowing passionately swelling deformed spiritual hostilities, the re-genesis generated shells of once racially insidious pacifist love ghosts begin to imply delusions!

              As they fragment their newly admittance phantom duality
                                          No longer feeling as protagonists in heaven whilst adventure roaming,

      Into each bed eidolon anonymous room the once mongrel guardians wail testimonies of fear's desperate eternity pledge!

      Revenants of not yet post breathless hope mortem embalmed memories dawdle, 
                                                    In eternal karma grey mythical twilight infinity mansion hall chains.

           Until the blank entitlement black libel unto death sheep for hell's contracted hire pages they found scattered about, signed by my wolf in a riddles clothing room, 

                       Gathering over a killjoy hole in the melted floor leading to flames...

    That we should forever live in ochre's fiery atonement-less gravity than a golden eternity, Having never fought for salvation's profits on earth or pronounced a desired manifest false destiny for their perpetually tolerated praising cycle infinity!

     Counting hypocritical blessings in the aftermath of acquiring the once denial entombed malnourished taste for this place...?

     For as in heaven so on earth: Consciously sedated pacifist gods bow to men!

                                             While a thousand seconds of life haemorrhaging children met starvation's noose every magnificent watchful on the wayside day!
                                                                                       To prove our depravity's erased karma's existence... Seething before we now rarely by empathy's betrayal recognised the mistakes of our inhumanity. 
                 I have made mistakes, we've all made mistakes. But my mistakes haven't made me...

       Either spiteful darling father way, I'll spend tonight in sulphur's lingering brimstone depths of silence whilst preying all faith libels of scientifically unproven conscience' moral trench bets are off, 

     Scratching along the fallen derelict of grace's equality side;  Tearing heaven regretfully down, brick by truthless brick...

      Denial isn't eternal and heaven's walls are betwixt thunder's vane hoarse from roaring voice at burnt scattered lifeless offerings on infinite fire... Forever will soon be falling...!

     I'd rather spend forever in hell, Than acquire a malignant eternal breath taste for this inhumane place; Forever is everything... Without you, Father my Darling.

In lieu of our participation in,

Watching our dreams

Wondrously perish

     I'd rather spend forever in hell, Than acquire a malignant breath taste for this inhumane place; Society. Forever is nothing, without you... Silence, my darling.

Oh God

I'm still phantom hope'n

On a breathlessly waiting bargain prayer

For You to spiteful of death to fulfil your story

An unholy die roll of f*ck the little creatures

Dying under wingless angelic feet

A father's turn to stand idly bye

Wishing on an heirloom star

Of David's damned hatred

Crying as lost sheep

In hospitably arms

Behind walls

Prejudice by conviction

Our nature is collecting inhumane dust

Disavowed by the seeds of our depravity

Morality is the distant half second bliss memory of home

Unrecognisable in this delicate painted dire world picture

We're now blissfully ignorance to conscience libel

 In the after gun'smoke'n maths equation of desire

Shameless lust over drowning integrity problem

Mistakes pock phantom mark our past

Will the inhumanity stain our future

Oh how we've made mistakes

Oh God I've made mistakes

But my mistakes...

Haven't made me

Without each and every

Carrying the vow of imagination's youth

Derived from the empathetic inner engine eye

Calloused over in depraved honed denial

We'll never arrive at an altruism 

Worth our parent's subscription

To our future's damnation

You see... Ignorance

Just is not bliss

Her... IX

     There is no expression that melodically exists to commence the joyous depths of your absence, A violence of dark terrorizing sleep waters initiates the parting's discord in dreams.

     Spending lost wild courageous embraces of time with you in mangled nights align everlastingly with the ocean that's being as an emotion terror offering of memory ache phantom
 atonement!

     Cast as a phantom bargained pain spell die rolled six six hell's ochre garnish never froze over six; Drowning in joy as the death bet riddle bed will be finally white x tunnel marks my place in string's abyss theory an eternal nothing ever mattered oblivion or a ruined grey lower heaven terrace at your side; There is my heart, A home called heaven!

Are we truly living

When the only time we spend with you

Hope... Is in our sleep

A wild embrace of dreams

Disconnected by the violence of truth

That even