Sunday, July 14, 2013

the white of the light

the sound of the clock tick tick ticking the taste of syrup stick stick sticking to my tongue the room has spun the couch is a twist n spin i twist the paper the paper spins i inhale the lighter i take it in it takes me in bittersweet release such a tease the room's at ease you call that a motif i call it self-righteousness i call you a thief stealing control dealing souls where will mine end up in whose hands if any maybe the bounty was plenty or distributed by twenty regardless i lost the process of thought or so i've been taught to abandon the search so here i perch atop the pedestal they gave me the road they paved me covered in thorns and the cuts were an entry an entry to a world of slavery was this not medicine you gave me or did the light not save me?

- afm

the center

i have drawn out the outlines
but i can't fill in the blanks
the contents spill to the outside
there's no more blood in the bank
i have my conscience to thank

there's an endless canvas of earth
a whitened slate wiped clean
it's no more tainted than birth
yet it won't glisten or gleam
i'm not as pure as i seem

the color of my pallid skin
is colorless
the content of my weary head
is emptiness
but my heart keeps pressing on
long after feeling is gone
my heart keeps pressing on
the rest of me's withdrawn

- afm

Saturday, June 22, 2013

Dismantlepiece

new rap track

"You took my breath away." I ain't givin it back!
"You stole my heart." Then it can't have an attack.
As a matter of fact, I nailed your heart to a plaque.
Now it's sitting on my mantle (burning, burning)
Next to all the others hearts from all the bitches I dismantled.
I snuffed you out like wind to a candle.
You're a defaced piece of property, and I was the vandal,
But you're back in three days like Jesus in his sandals,
A masochist begging to be mishandled.
I'm lending you a hand. I'm helping you out.
I was never your man, I was never your spouse.
I'm as fake as your tan. I'm as deep as your blouse,
Cuz it's up to your chin. How come you're never aroused?
Play the Notebook again? I'd rather kill myself.
I'm not a Ryan. I'll never build you a house.
If it's fiction you believe in then go fuck an elf,
And stop pretending that you don't do this to yourself.
If I'm a bird, you're a swallow.
If that hurts then go wallow.
Is it so absurd that I'm hollow?
If you don't like where I'm heading, don't follow.
What don't you understand? No hablo?
Then let me translate it: diablo!
Diablo! Diablo! Yo soy el diablo.
Is it so absurd that I'm hollow?
You're drowning in a man whose waters are shallow.

I am the prick who put baby in a corner.
I'm an FOB, but I ain't a foreigner.
I redefined the term, so try be a learner.
I Fuck Over Bitches.
I burn all my bridges.
I leave em in the ditches and throw them a quarter.
Go buy yourself a gum ball.
Go suck dick in a bathroom stall.
Bitch, I don't really care at all
If you drink more semen like a mariner,
Or wind up naked hangin' out with the coroners.
How them heels feel on the corner?
Them sad fat fucks say, "Come over.
Get in," so they can try to get it in
After three blue pills for failed boners.

Now you a loner,
But you've always been.
You used to it.
It ain't a secret.
You bask in it.
You love it.
If lonely was a dick then you'd fuck it.

- MC Curdy

new rap track

Sunday, June 9, 2013

The Latest Arrangement

Run faster to the sound of her voice
Telling you to lock your doors, boy.
Religiously, I'll set in several more
To save them from the girl whose message reads,

"Careful! When you are out 
And not on a leash. 
Get in, or this door might be closing."

Tainted by the truth.
Misled by roseate lies
From when we were younger. 
And I hope the grass will still be cut
When no one's home.
Make them read,

"Careful! When you are out 
And not on a leash. 
Get in, or this door might be closing."

I'll miss you so.
I'll miss you when you're gone. 

"I'll miss you, son. 
I'll miss you when I'm gone."

Daylight is calling to me,
And I'm calling out to it.
My plight is not to speak,
For we'd be free if we could just...

- afm circa January 2007

Friday, June 7, 2013

The Alex Show - Episode 54

FLASH FLASH FLASH SPIN SPIN SPIN

____: I think we should pull the plug.

ALEX: I would, but all I see is an empty outlet.

____:

ALEX: I know the end is inevitable. Maybe we should all just kill ourselves. But I don't want to die yet.

ASIDE: At least not in this moment.

ALEX: And I don't want this to either.

FLASH FLASH FLASH SPIN SPIN SPIN

An empty outlet. There was no plug to pull.

- afm