A sleep-deprived bus ride (1/31/2011)

Part 1

I know you were aware of this
I know you understood
conquered subconscious concedes to good
I saw a light in the park and a sight in the dark
a slight spark of contrite bark
the skin of the city swells
like 8 and 1/2 bells
nomenclature naps while a hunting temper traps
nongeographic maps tinker with a tightly troubled tapestry
trapping trees trinightly
fresh hearts feel heat
frozen fingers newly numbed & truly crumbed
whatever needs the nightly now proceeds
a promise of speed and an arrogant deed
predestined by greed and a lack of weed
the culture needs some currency to be invested
but the vulture feeds no urgency to the tested
while the mulcher breeds emergency like the rest did
the troubadours of the turnpike transpose tremendous transgressions
diaper rash dinosaurs dash into devastating digression
but the recently revived are decently contrived
through reeling regression

Part 2

do you want to know what's keeping you from your dreams?
do you understand how often that voice inside me screams?
this isn't something new it's what you always knew was true
how was He when He was who?

the dead stare
and the living don't care

incubated ideogragphs inserted intraveneously
nocturnal numerology
new knowledge and apology
astronomic aim
mars and venusly fame
no need for blame
naked as I came
to feed the new game

not news
opposing blues
a carefully constructed clue
who is waiting for who?

Part 3 (Baltimore)

this place isn't charming
its rather quite alarming
the iron of the diamond once stood proud
and horses used to cry aloud
Troy fell into a poisoned well
but no one could tell until they could smell
a stench reminiscent of the trench
rats in the air and under the bench
foul balls & growled calls
semantic stalls & wasted waterfalls
the line was drawn to divide
the time is dawn to decide
whats mine will be wrong out of stride
keep the rest
forget your test
I don't want your best unless it takes me west
the clutch power players saved the head of the ram
long before delirium swam
a martian mechanism malevolently mistreated
manufactured meandering madness

Part 4

pulse drifting
spiraled notebooks
thoughtsand
implications
regifting
spinal texts
thorough regurgitations
pace quickening
scrambled papers
eggs and capers
statutory rapers
skin thickening
calloused well
impervious shell
terrestrial hell
sky rising
the truth decoded
when light unloaded
and dark exploded

All Quiet on the Eastern Seaboard (July 2009 or thereabouts)

floating on a rock in a network of gassy masses
wandering through a suburban wonderland
trying to get myself unstuck out of molasses
pondering what makes our very culture stand
basic development throughout the ages
snowball effect -> fast forward through time
a matrix that thrives on minimum wages
finding a way to diminish the grime
part-time anti-crime slowing the slime

a metaphysical wall
constructed in the confines of my cranium
refuses to fall
making me as stable as uranium 239
but i still feel fine
i'm reminded that i am not yet at the end of my line
and i grow and i glow and i flow but i know
that no matter where i go
nothing will truly be mine

every second i'm alive i strive to fuckin' thrive
with the exception of when second guessing gets in my eyes
but even when everything in me just wants to cry
i still won't compromise
because i'm never going to run out of trys