Crack
So many kisses of blue
the crying tingle of fangs
the spearheaded lift of rain
Ode
Marks the path of the brain
finding a strange refrain
Creepers that twist our way
confine the day
cause dismay
lead astray
bullshit ashtray
Dump it out
Waken
feel the breeze
enjoy the sounds
wonder abounds
Ignore
the pressure
go with your own flow
Cry havok
and let loose the thoughts a free!
Word smith
dancing on Jupiter
Lonely though the path may be
Create
Create
Create
The only way to be
Let me free
Shouted from the corners of our mind
Sometimes the freed can be divine
Tremble at the useless political menopause
Yet show it your middle finger
Grab life by the pussy, the dick, the tits, the ass
Watch out for gas
Who cares what words you say
Let them be
Let them find their way
Crazed creative imbeciles and wizards live in our minds
If only we would occasionally grant them some time
Thus spoke 
A little Chaos Poetry or to some Bleed Poetry
Form unleashed...