The Bug-Man,Tarantulas

Slode's new poem: Bug-man Tarantula Phantom motion seeking assembled characters Catatonic semi-demonic the fervent priorities Damned by honesty and crowned the duke of chill Something happy how fast a picnic can run out of stock On the sale of the green belt on the sails of a pirate ship A land who said i ll feed you just keep me as your friend City slumber city Easy A for the easy way just to not think at all To wonder where the boundaries begin Hope you heard that the bug man is in town So what of electric static i got a fiberglass limousine No comfort from the tingling pours over the karma of where you been The bug man has only a thing to be a billionaire Nothing to admire Nothing worst that artificial intelligence bouquet The night is mine when I find Saturday When it was Love Life couldn't be Less a conspiracy Dying at the hands of control Crying inside forever cause someone has taken your soul More than the jackal more than the fox They can see nature and go back only to memories when we were young We have to fight We have depravity We have a mixture of the worst behaving there best Its like no one sees anymore They walk around like they can't find the door It sends your head for a spin Its a sense of needing a guide makes it critical to survive The one red nightmare the charm of the day Only good thoughts make your credence spark They promised a terror Werewolf's sorry I only know one Blood-thirst and dapper done My tattered jeans wear always true The warning and questioned purpose Lie and free us all those to be unchained Those to be chained,other to the end of misbelieve Then those who can not pay Those who just play While others just want to be Free from the distortion of the sloppy cheap-ass bass