the only way to live

let's take our clothes off and roll around and see what happens.

this morning as i starred into my eyes

that quickly became the eyes

of a more in control man

than i could ever hope to be,

i got pissed off at him

in his smug superiority,

so i demanded the b*****d

return my eyes,

and though this was all a joke

meant to terrorize my roommate;

i could hear the squeals of tire marks

as i slammed the brakes

before breaking the barriar

between the two worlds

i frequently inhabit,

but the glass was cracked

an imperceptible agitation

in a mind that has been shat upon

for too f*****g long,

and the only lie i believe anymore

is that this has all been some test,

a sick, twisted, fucked up prank

to see how long i can keep a bullet

and the goo of my head seperate,

and when the time comes

that the final straws have been gleefully added

by snot nosed jackals;

my itchy finger scratches the trigger

only to find a novelty flag

that says "BANG!"

in glorious red and yellow letters

that remind me of Hulk Hogan's glory days:

The sea is foamin' like a bottle of beer.
The wave is comin' but I ain't got no fear.
I'm waxin' down so that I'll go real fast.
I'm waxin' down because it's really a blast.
I'm goin' surfin' cuz I don't like your face.
I'm bailin' out because I hate the race
Of rats that run, round and round, in a maze.
I'm goin' surfin', I'm goin' surfin'.