Wednesday 19 June 2013

The Psychologist

The Psychologist


These words
These manifestations of my thoughts transformed
Transmuted into sound waves
Are gonna take you out of your comfort zone, I’m sorry
Nah I’m lying
I ain’t sorry
Why would I when I’m just sharing my pain
Can you feel me?
Of course you do
I’ll say things to make you like me
It’s scary the way I can look into your eyes and slip into your psyche
Now we’re finishing each other’s sentences
Now you like me
Get it?
I’ll judge you quietly, silently
And adjust you without you knowing
The timbre in my voice will alter your body chemistry
The look in my eyes will fire your synapses
My posture will affect yours
My expressions will disarm you
Shock you
Now you’re mine
You like me, and you like it
Remember this…
No you won’t
My laughter is amnesia
My wit is an aphrodisiac
Come kick it with me
And you come ‘cause you never met a creature so…
Intriguing – flashes through you
So you Nancy Drew-ing
Sleuthing this anomaly
Is that all she wrote?

I can speak any language fluently
Without uttering a word
Call me cocky and egotistical
Damn right
It’s my right
If I’m not then who will for me?

Word


Let’s converse
On or off topic we still on topic
I walk the road of a psychologist
Call it psycho-path
My hero is a villain named psychomantis
Let me tell you things about you
Yea that’s me standing outside that locked door in your darkest places
It’s been only 5 minutes
Disturbing isn’t it?
The truth usually is
So I’ll lie again
Its ok…smile, the public’s watching
You know they happy when we smile right
Let’s not disturb their fragile existence
Their happiness is like glass
Transparent and fragile
Here hold my hand and follow
Fighting is pointless
The monster is unstoppable
But I’ll show you the strings and how to pull ‘em
Here’s the buttons this is how you push ‘em
Smile and wave
Do a little dance
Show that strength even when you weak
Be ignant when you have too
Stubborn when necessary
Walk with independence and a dose of pride
Pay no mind
And rock aloof like Versace
Soon you’ll have them
Like how I’ve got you
Kiss my palm
I kiss your eyelids
My heart beat
You sigh
So tantric
Go to sleep
Allow this to register
In the morning you’ll be scared to talk to me
You’ll play back all that I’ve said
And you’ll scrutinize me to see if I’m trying to get into your head
But I won’t
I’m already there.

Glen Toussaint 2013©



Rant Rage Release


Rant Rage Release

I want to get into some type of trouble
This life is full of a lot of shit that just fuck with people mind
My mindset is shifting and I’m falling into jigsaw pieces
If I smoked weed I would have gone through enough blunts to make me short
My vision is broken
And I’m beyond tired
So fucking tired of just trying to live
Existing is so fucking hard
So expensive
Your blood is currency
The social economic elements are like cyanide
So we soak in our deaths trying to live
Trying to
Trying to
Why the fuck must we try to
When we should just
A flexible malleable brain trying to wrap around
My heart is in pain
My lungs just wanna collapse
I’m tired of trying
Tired of fighting
The factors in these equations are the reasons
Why guns stay loaded barrels still smoking
There seems to be no light at the end of my tunnel
So I say fuck it
I’ll drink that
I’ll smoke that
I’ll fuck her, and her, and her, and her
Sweat and cum all the fluids in me
Then go for a long swim in the Caribbean sea so that this salty tourist elixir
Will wash away my sins
Cause God and me not on talking terms
I feel like crying sometimes
Just curl up in a corner n off load like one of my kids
I don’t know to cope
But I can’t show it
And you can’t stop either
Even on vacation
The 2 weeks your ass gets for working 11.5 months
I’m angry
I’m frustrated
I got so much shit and not enough toilet paper
So I rant while listening to music
And wonder if I commit every sin
Will you forgive me?
Will Jehovah
Ra
Odin
Zeus
Shiva
Vishnu
Buddha

So I’ll just scream and rage
Cause even though we so free we can’t BREATHE
Cant say that
Cant do this
Cant feel that
Cant wear that
Cant cant cant
Till we get high blood pressure, hyperventilate and pop an aneurism
But u should be this
Say this
Do this
Get this
Till your constipated and asphyxiate and expire

Fuckkkkk
FUCK FUCK FUCK
Don’t tell me about prayers
And anger management
That I gotta be an example for the kids
That decent ppl don’t go on so

Express your motherfucking self
Do you
Then get shot down tied up and labeled
Yea that’s him
Yea that’s her
Yea that’s them

And life continues
While I bear every other’s burdens plus mine
While I die inside while living on the outside
While I stifle emotions
Watch my mouth
Watch my behavior
Follow the rules

Wasn’t I the good boy?
Didn’t I listen to my parents?
I never did drugs
I never got drunk
Never rude to elders
I didn’t eat my veggies
But I read books instead of tv
So what d fuck

This world of man design is killing me
My wings not even broken
They never were allowed to grow
Yet we’re supposed to be happy
Being creatures who just get by like cattle
Bleeding to death
As this fucked up society continues on and on
Grinding us under the wheel
So like an abused wife we just gotta shut up and take it
Lie there and take it
Be quiet and take it
Bend over and take it
To be penalized constantly
While they Dracula our ass.
So you know what??!!!???

Fuck you!!!!
Fuck you!!!!
And yes I will teach my sons and daughter to say fuck you too
Cause they ain’t gonna be sheep and cattle
And if I catch fire for this
Then motherfucker Flame On
Chupz


Glen Toussaint 2013©