Showing posts with label ostracize. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ostracize. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Instructions on how to win a popularity contest

welcome to the catwalk
toe up to dat chalk
we all tread our wears
but peel away the layers
sum of the plastic bubble?
hey I ain't here for no trouble
contrive and thrive
brain dead or alive
will it survive?

examining stress levels
from daily devils
come to naught
when divining afterthoughts
of undocumented terms
it don't make the worm squirm

instead make it up as you go along
you do it for a song
isn't nat what it's about?
it's all about clout
show biz wiz
because it isn't what it is
it's what it seems
take it to extremes
who would know?
even better for the flow?

going through life with eyes squinted
glasses rose tinted
doesn't sharpen the focus
bull shit hocus pocus
cuts down the scope
better than death on a rope?

what'd they say bout a blind squirrel?
you go girl
a squirrel. that's a rodent right?
words for a fight?
can a rat splat flat if
a tongue tyin acrobat?
now that's where it's at
with a baseball bat

roaches scamper cross my floor
you know what rhymes with floor
looking for crumbs
fucking dumb

don't misconstrue
 a clue
 2  for a dollar
 shit's getting taller

ka ching



Written by Scott Schoffstall
© January 6, 2011

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Poetic Sojourn

Sunday, February 5, 2012

Drop it

step forward drop off
the edge ends here
you'll never cross it
to fall is doom

you believe. it's to scoff
deny what is dear
lest you'll be unfit
we'll ready your tomb

you'll stay where you are
you are who you're not
it's not about you
you are who we've said

you shan't vary far
you'll put your neck in the knot
you try to go through
you'll end up dead















Written by Scott Schoffstall
© December 30, 2010
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Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Confession

confess your beauty that isn't shown.
confess it like sin
reveal the unholy within that struggles for answer
show us the questions that we may hurt and not become numb
confide in us that which we'll never understand
send us your pain that we may revel in it like a soothing bath
speak to us of passion that goes unquenched and never shall be
for that was not its intent
tell us of the fire that burns so we may warm by its glow
take care my heart of sorrow and be a specter of such beauty
in your torment so as to blind the minds of the envious







Written by Scott Schoffstall
© December 12, 2010
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Poetic Sojourn