Old is negro lesbian dwarve-ish

Him
He impressed me much
that one time
in relating a personal experience
he had to an abstract sound
he had the flu and his fever
had made him hallucinate
and in this dream, this daze
mixed and stirred with an old need
for healthy noise or unhealthy
he began to envelop a
psychedelic band and name witheld
which gave him the impression
the music of death
could actually be an afterlife
the cultures of medias had won
another unwitting compatriot
and good riddance
as there are many examples of idiocy
but why carry on?
besides
if
you are reading this it seems like coded hate
so maybe possibly and definitely it does not matter

2.
I sit in a room
crowded and drunk
loud and stinky
and I forgive
myself for being
like me
crowded, drunk, loud, and stinky
then memory
begins to swill about
and lies to me
about, “what the fuck?”
I scream aloud,
“what the fuck?”
the jack ass says,
“why do as you say?”
“never mind, I need to go away”
I sit in a room
alone and sober
quiet and clean
and I forgive myself for asking
“what the fuck does all of this mean?”

HA HA

Things are very funny.

People always get what they deserve.

I always got what I deserved.

Why shouldn't you?

You never stood for what you demand.
The hill cries out "sir! I suffer yet again!"
We still long to float and fight
Along the river held in our minds so tight

Your resources can never afford to blink
and flood the land between your spheres
and chemical love stories competing for agents
with a bewildered milky bend

There inside your mind
We create a place
A place that never worked right
And some day you will be gone before repaired

You should see the tea now

You should see it in me.
You should play with an aardvark
You should sail crimson sea

You should make up a vacuum
You should not exist
You will never exit
You will never get pissed

I am not you
and you are not me
I am screwballed
and you are diseased

The end?

"For heathen heart that puts her trust
In reeking tube and iron shard–
All valiant dust that builds on dust,
And guarding calls not Thee to guard.
For frantic boast and foolish word,
Thy Mercy on Thy People, Lord!
Amen."

Assholes and creeps

Does the acorn fall far from the tree. If the squirrels eat the acorn will it die? When they shit out the acorn will it just simply be squirrel shit?