|10-14-2008, 09:19 PM||#46 (permalink)|
Master, We Perish
Join Date: Sep 2008
Location: Havin a good time, rollin to the bottom.
I would've liked Bitch Made in China a bit better. But I just like calling people bitch made.
|11-30-2008, 12:52 PM||#47 (permalink)|
Join Date: Aug 2008
Location: Troy side'ah the dirt, NY
(A) COA (Are We Well-Adjusted Yet?)
A COA (Are We Well-Adjusted Yet?)
The Social Learning Approach
Actions that lead to rewards.
Our parents teach us how to lie.
How to be cunning-linguists,
Sultans of spin
Teach us how to cry.
The process of teaching behavior based on beliefs and standards.
Everything’s twisted, just like fifteen-rounders, an under age whore’s hair,
home alone, or at a bar, or driving your beat-scene car.
Steal something and they’ll laugh and call you crazy,
Set a plate the wrong way and you’re useless,
a supposed bad kind of insane.
Street-smarts, individual car parts.
Perfectionists, victims of OCD and
the drunk-logic artistry.
It was mundane to keep things on an even swag.
To be a justifier, an illegal-esque liar.
Alcoholic, narcotics addict.
Well-read, subjective semantics.
Never a straight answer, problematic, in the process of honing your tactic.
A corrupt politician - anorexia, malnutrition.
Very successful at your art,
in Irony. Congratulations, you can manipulate simple addition.
Fear of abandonment, because you were there
in a Dylan-esque caliber.
Another dimension, co-dependant.
You’re stripped bare,
And Not There at all.
“Expand Your Horizons”
Being exposed to different Proper Nouns.
These were my people.
These were my parents.
These were my friends. People, places, and things.
Drunks, addicts, bums, dime-men, spin-artists, hustlers, poor, rich, beautiful, hideous,
Those were the people.
Played cards with communists
in the Projects.
Had Irish Bailey’s with all the mad-hatters
in the Wonderland.
Called myself a socialist,
stuck in the Badlands.
Snorted coke with Freud,
did lunch with the humanoids on a daily basis.
Life goes by like molasses
off the table.