Support?

I always have to roll my eyes when they tell us that the camouflage toddlers are fighting for our free will when we've been swimming in bullet proof rivers for years while they follow the twisted vision of dead gods and their pederast uncle.

Organ

My opinion is more sacred than yours. Mine has been proven with research and is backed by people more intelligent than both of us. Throw those written words to the rats along with your proof and common law. Conspiracy is fact. God in 1080p.

Elephant Plague

I told the steetlight
I was feeling
sick
from the bottom
of a road
flooded with vomit
It blinked
three or four times
before succumbing
to its own illness
I sprawled my ghost body
on the sidewalk
to welcome the inevitable
and before I died
I saw an eagle
slowly flying towards
the ground
Its right wing
weighed down
by the ashes
of a billion
dollar bills

Why So Serious?

He was picking through
a stack of razors
trying to find God
when he heard the weeping
of a thousand children
He stripped off his suit
and pranced
to the cemetery
where they were leaking puss
into an open grave
He pushed his cock
into the orifices
one
by
one
thinking it would help
knowing that it wouldn't
And as this was happening
the dead awoke 
from their slumber
and they shouted at him
with their muffled words
but didn't dare do anything
otherwise
When he was finished
he put his clothes
back on
placed his hands on his hips
and smiled
for the camera
in the sky
as the sea of gravestones
resumed its peaceful
contentment

Rainbow Party System

With better elocution
i could bend the masses
to my non-existent will
With better reflexes
i could have taken the bullet
that rushed toward
Kennedy's head
I am no god
The nightcrawlers leap from my mouth
swing from the chandelier
and smile for the cameras
like a politician
posing with his family
secretly wanting to strangle
them all

The Jaundice Revolution

With hands gripping our aching guts

we limp across concrete vomit

with a chorus of moans and screams

lining our infected eardrums

Outside the hospital

a sign reads:

“Cover Charge:

$2000”

Look above,

you'll see the sick and poor

tossed from their gurneys

to splatter on the ground below

and the rats will come

dressed as debt collectors

to feast on the cancerous remains

All we have for nourishment

are our own broken bones

washed down with pus

in hopes that it will all

go away

without the need to sign our soul over

to a hit squad of suits

that are torn

from the devil horns growing within

Buttermilk

We are all dying

Metal vultures circle overhead

spitting shrapnel

at our weakened bodies

We are all dead

Metal flies case our bodies

recording shambling bones

for the coroner overlords

Our biggest mistake

was seeing freedom

through the cracks of their padding

when it was just a terrorist

draped in stripes

the entire time

The greatest threat

to us

does not wear a turban

nor does he live in our phone signals

He wears a suit

and resides in a mansion

paid for with your taxes

When we realize this

the dead shall rise

from their tinfoil coffins

brandishing hearts

wielding neurons

while skies clear

of our magnetic nightmares

and the airwaves will play

cellos and flutes

instead of our thoughts

And in this moment

we will be reborn

The New Pledge Of Allegiance

I pledge allegiance
to the fist
of the United States government
and to the republic
for which we kneel
one nation
in fear of God 
forever fractured
with liberty and justice for the rich