Arcade

Eaglespead in the video game
Pixelated bodies lay strewn
In a 2-d spectrum
Eyes that look like dull egg whites
With gravel centers
I never understood why they would let them
Wander into the vortex
As vindicating as the vargrancy must have been
Those centipides should never have been ignored
Neither the relationship between the ivory circles
and that brown-gray sand-water ice-fire panoramic background
Welcome to the arcade

Gang

Blank glances
Rank stances
We drank it all in
With the cuffs of our eyes
And we dragged and we drugged
Got furious involved and then saw a flood
Adjust like a professional
We can confess lust in the confessional
I swear it was never intentional
But hell we’ll work with it
Shell out the gwac and we’ll shell out the work for it
But if you ever tell don’t be surprised if you
Get peppered
Seasoned with a hell-load of shells
Knock out one of mine
I’ll take out three of yours

Puzzle

A scorpion with the head of a rabbit
Inquired as to my whereabouts
And I looked at with a wrenched puzzled expression
Said right here
The hallucinated hybrid said where’s your proof
Bounded backward up a down escalator
The fucking thing had just sprung from the ground
Violating every comfortable truth I had
With his incessant philosophical garble cohesive as falling timber

Retrofitted Lacking

After looking at the Christmas tree, I realized that everything pure that I have ever experience has been eventually adulterated by others. Halloween, Easter, sports, the sense of christmas joy, my faith in God. My environment has progressively dictated that these things are painful reminders of an naivette I will never again posesss. It's not disheartening, just very sad to come to terms with the concept of the best things in life being taken from you.(Whether by your's or someone else's design) I have even unintentionally sabotaged a relationship in which I was truly loved and I truly loved them....And through my innate selfishness I lost it all. But at the same time it seems that I had to lose the best things in life in order to mature. And also develop a greater appreciation of everything I had and everything I could potentially have if I can just exercise some patience for once in my life. I believe my maturation has had very little to with choice, if anything it has just been a necesary alteration to my previous obstinancy.....I believe I'm becoming obstinant for the rights reasons though now-in an effort to truly become a decent person for many people's sake. I should go complete some homework now.