the more i love the more i hate it
the less the flow, for we might fake it
but i tel you one thing
you might not make it

for you’re not but a pollen in a breeze, a sleeze in a sneeze, you got me on my knees just like god did you, so that rail toad’s tail they call trail might be (un)lock(it);

f(ate) to (dis)solve and Di-solve

our midnight summer dove

the door we share across seas

for though you mine i can(‘t) un(see/a)

for in some realm or an-other,

i’m k(NOT) but your brother, sister and mother

and in this I sea you a breathe

a blow of a sneeze

i’m k(now) k(not) but LOVE sick

with my neo-branded feet silhouetted by y(our) see(s)

and while we all try to C (see[a])

i’m nein but a sole that speaks and dreams for you — medium

just like us (46&) two

and on your screen you’d probably find more clues than in mein/mine(d)

ream;s

enough of me, hum a-long

but for no(w) so (l)on(g), i want love to diss-rupt inter-rupt corr-up(t) me in a bleeze for i’m just hear for your noise and in it i here a trip(per) like you and he [ ref to bible meatles/day tripper]

but let me sum it up for you;

you might be buzy (be)eing in your cubicle you call your mind;

she’s a day tripper one way ticket, nay

it took her so/hl ong to find out

but she go-t out

in their ex-lies she dis-believed

in nein but her dreams

and fore some reas(bees)on

she’s as baff-less as you

she’s but a teez-er

butt it might take long

to find out for she, one, with none

but all

finds herself above her grass and underneath your

sheets (shit-s)

i couldn’t channel it through this pipeline you call timeline

i was running low, call it deth/meth line

same shit but some days you gotta squat

and other you need to re(w)rite your poetry

cause nein books can do nada more

it’s all but the same loop

and that’s why the trinity (call it purse, lost thought dream, person) is k(not) but you not listening to the sole soil of breeze

i walk barefoot to feel you splinter

i lay on the grass bed, staying but swaying a-head

but now that ive come to terms with my gutter

i feel what ive always spoke and dream(t) of

literally, reflecting from the mountains so all souls albeit sole can sea it

and here i am, nein, forfeit-ing for-get-ting

only to find my ba-boo-N

in this

https://soundcloud.com/ranithefirst/dark-side-of-baboon

and i give u this cause ive nein more to give

i drew you before i flew you

i met you before i knew you

and so the stream endless as it may seem

will knot b but a not between us three

oh tail wish rushes wind to thee

speak jealous(ly) of them who plea(d) free

i k-now you can h-ear it

let me try to help you feel it

you knocked on my a-door

in the form of a mut sniffed my feet but not my gut(s)

ive nein but cold hands now

my feet are all warm

as they feel one with (y)our s/oil

i hummed ‘if dogs run free’

and saw you rushing you tail to me(thee/he)

i welcomed you for once cause i heard the music beyond screens

i listened to the noise in our soil

just like your distort-ed mine/d

i just b(le/o/a)w in my (NE)organic

now i k(now) why we hate to a(chew)

for it distracts our minds from reading these signs you might like to call science

same shit different pipe/line

i war/s bo(u)rn(e) (we)

in your moto you call diaries

i found the disciple we both sa(W)me [raw] [flesh] in one but many

beauty just rushed to me she looked (like) light

a-wait i a(Blow) back atcha

i jam and as jam i shall flow naturally and free

no instruments only my knees and b(l)are-feet

but im on a(roll) and must be a(blunt)

absolutely sweet MARY-marry-merry-marrie

my life is knot a riddle

its merely your ripples and his

but now when i play tetris

i know tis life we talk about in essence

i saw the dogs and dylans in the skies

i hung up my dylan crucified on my wall

i put up my lover’s jacket on (my) door

only to call it you(r) sl(e)ave

mishe el hal, blow once or twice

and you’re throbbing with energy to feed another sole

you might have been recorded. dog knows(nose)

ill go to cuba, to find hell there

i need not cross borders to m/gr eet you

life is knotted not knot not now acid but butt a trip a drip

strip man strip

its but flesh you wear(y)

listen to this

your sound teaching me serenity

and my noise teaching you diss-tart-ion

you sweet little pie

you’re not mine or his or t(hear)

you left(leave) me s (bee) ch less

but tis not you

tis the the (probability) tree i 4 (once) see

let me be (yours) let us be (theirs) and them (ours)

yea forfeit and admit we were higher then

were lower now

i hear a(sound)

i know why im C(old)

i diss and miss(ed) them

now i imagine them in my cow and you(r) [my-meind] moon4

92

ive bee(N) contem-b-lating pupation all my life

but now i sea and feel it

in your butter-fly of a wind

that leaves me scattered speech less and w hole

s-way with me you s-tr-ay ashtray

jay i hear you call me mary jay(ne)

my name is nay

nein nothing but a jay gem like you

i hated myself till i become one

i killed myself until i found a gun

i loved you whole but now no more

i do the distance more

i hum C’s, yes it’s gardens I sea, my fresh wind of st(R)e/em

my flesh ache of sc-reams,

ripping

dripping

dropping

at the seam(ingly)S

a blow

u just came in

a mut look a like

only white and cute

i grew up with puzz-less and tart-like-tit-s

i think i can control more than body

so give me a few

just one last layer of s/a-kin to you

but puglease come in the mutt that you are

but leave with the butterfly i knew

im cold denied crucified and on my k/nees

i dont care all of you can blow it

you can ever kill it

or f(art) it

im hear(t-here)

my isis, ISIS, eyes-is

love me smooth-ly

sway with my soul and sole

but please dont g(ra[m]b)le on

im but a marble

fi crack-ed a dog like riddle

the irony

its been shouting me since umbilical diss-m-earth

it hurts but the beauty is clear

i admit defeat

i forgeit forfeit

i just had my father thank me in god knows whos name

i slightly sigh more a-tuned

cause i was raised tone-deaf

so listen to your stream not mine

never inter-rupt nein

smoking kills

or as we say in every day

smo’ king licks

the blazing fire on your lips

are nein more than the hips i sway(ed)

by pulling a tring s tring that hangs but from my roof

di-wali

di-chotomy

di- or bi-

poly?

she wants you to crack her

gimme that crack-er butter-

but you better-fly back one day

i k not but a drop of dew and acid

so diss and solve me

just fuck-ed my mine/d

and tapped my back

my fly my key my holeand hobbit sole

B just bee just BB! (king)

i mingle with you like you me

you pick-ed me up

oh my bee

fuck lets just do OBE (dope, lobe,lube)

came to me more than 3-way S in a day S

call it daze dz bz bee

im sacred all yours albeit a temple

no need to trot the hill-top

our havens like in the blow

some call coke others junk

please dont preach

not evolution knot from your shoes

ref

laugh now my-alligate-R

corn and movies lets remin and miss

i dont know what it meins by any means

but for now at the blow i bow to you my sole and mate

but for now s-way away until i get to devour your soul

all or none nay

thats what jays told us to hold us and old us

what an ode but i cant ode it no more

ive got to bed my wed

for me tis nothing but a noun

and you tis the mundane that lies in your mundayne and mundays

nag nag its cute ive distorted the many and left you

i sing to u

just like thom thumbs blues

i blow this to you with a snarky narky nad but a sigh

care full dont cum to me so(oN)

for when i un to you i got myself hear barefoot and freaze

for she might take ur voice to make a werewolf of your fur(ry warmth)

to the love that flows through the soil and our dylan cycle (S)

the joke was on me

for om the jokerman the omerman

who sees a cow for a fruit and a dog for love and a cloud for hair

once a d-ream tis now but an unl=-lcok- stream

some where in the distance, two people seem baffled not by this stream no nay

but wondering who came first the chick or the spleen

i tell u none but tis all one

im the dam-sel

i walk but in ch(p)ains

depart from me tjis mo ment

i tell you i raise nein but noise

i leave u to it to the dog god mutt dylan and the its all over now tune

please let me be at 1.piece.peace

im weary worn out n c.old.

sing to me with y.our noise for eye with my sIlence

i o.a m for you nein but you

but with.out you i am with.out within you

call it the on-set of md

some C it as lsd

tis knot but the same we feel

listen to me ache in silence

for when im out im either all or nay

a better-fly or do-main in a name

easy/ breathe

i feel you a t(o)ad too much

your.e m o/a nings they call mornings

i here you si-gh my thigh

but i can only speak softly if you knock softly

other/wise ill distort your mind to diss and tract you from mein mind/e..

im a-way two in mein own.a.y

i lobe you

let me a-spark youR jay

i roll(ed) the way they toad(told)

why dont you write me

im hungry to (t)here y.o.u

we’re not hear but gun.s

youre not t.here but you.re me/in.

i speak so free-ly c.so my mind was never taught what you can do that canT be un.done;

what a Peet, beat and any other peet taught us 3.

you.r rain is making me choke

i lube you in but not this way, nada a.way

you might see a vast world behind his words

but tis a mere chick breaking her habits

call her hobbit

she might even look it

luke it may even be you.r father feather in your favor forever.

I find shelter as you s.way

in your own with me albeit a.way

dim.me you.r lights bay.bea

3 jays a day or maybe even b.fore/4

i dont seem to give a damN

let go

lets go

let to go so we can both flow

just breeze in my h.ear.t

cause my skirt is a.sway.in your way

touch me knot till you get near/hear

my zen could be your.s two

just make sure you dis.own before you diss the owner

i love you

i think i have an id.ea what it might mean to me u or he.r

im you.r suzanne, leo-nard my leo-pard

ive seen you before. i was too bored with real and mundane/ call it mundaisies

to you tis but.t. a mundaze;

just sea me through.throat another way

i love you

i even mumble it a-gain

for my id did it

with out their what if.s

dont delay or fore.play with our fate

a date to me is nein but collision

of my ex.dust.bin and you.re could have been

im hungry for you.r spit but not tongue

i want the mini.mal the mini animal from within both you and we.

just sleep

leave me

let my brain bee

bobby bobby dee. me and my mc dee tis but quite.quiet com.p.any

it takes an ocean to break the ocean of time

that which they claimed them theirs and mine

i vow to think no more (less) of//to you

i canT take it not now not any.more

ill leave it to your interference or their disturbance

i know what a-gain but a-pain

two we.me

wed me but not while defying what some call fate

fare thee and be well

be as noisy as you like

but im in my rabbit hole till you knock

ill be at ta.ra hobbit inn. freak sleet known as khahare.

ask for nada.nothing.anyone. ask her.

ask anjali

ask sanjay

but dont ask me

theres a web for you to crawl on

tis virtual

u can also c.all

l.ove d.ove

grab the essence of eternity and time

not whats your.mein

im nein but your i.kid b.rain ran.i.d -iot/m

call it karma i call it coma

some sang of it as karma.coma

mass.ive at.tack at a tack-le

it does pierce my h.ear.t two

i tried both to dis.belief in this lie.s and you.rs

the more i ache the more i draw/N

and you drow/N

ive read nein b ut lil dee-tail.s

in book.s

i found nay but the say talent in this word of your world

its tangible yet sur.real

calm. calm. calm your coma tis nut but nuts of people called beatles albeit meatles… make your noise sound like your silence

you taught me this

yet i see you dis.tort my tit.s

fuck off bay.bea let it pee

jerk off from you.r bed our head

and pretend we’re dream.ing

don.t dis…. rupt

wait. a wait. im nein but nada here.

images to keep our mind a-way;

a raw sole C nein but my-ein sea

for down here this laine of a line,

we low flow

i love you only you need nein but you

took a while to dis/un — cover

but since i tell you

hear me.an

im y.ours

w.ithout meat.in you

some nights by a bnd somewhere somehow plays in my ear maybe it should strem-stem-stream to yours

im the roach —

all i dream(T) of.f

art in wor.l.ds

my dick.tionary explosions of the sky

were mere acid drops like my morning dew

that lays deep within

my pseudo.nym

im still nein shore

what i.stand 4

but my breeze brings a.round you,r better.flies

call them butter flies

leave me alone

ill fall of it

in love sick.ness

i feel.less

feel more with your sole they call soul

please baby

ill embrace you whole once you do

but till then you need to calm your physique

for i see it without fore.see.ing

i love you

i mumbled again

leave me. let me. bee. bea.

my head.ache.s b.cause of y.our.s

mouth dry for your lass-i

fingers hungry for your grass ass bead they call bed

please stall long-er

please pro and long

for me and the breeze

and listen to the silence

instead of your background nois.e pois.ed

im here a-wait.in you

im stuck in time and space

both literally physically

i got here for defying my fate

but now me be-late-ed

come meat me

tis time

i met you thoat amany

i blow it

i blew it

but i kinda did know it

just could not admit it

i fear.ed

just like you and his good grief

lie still in your grave

your ticket is bringing you forth

let the dust soil the rest

i hear your music

you but knot a bea :D

w er why is johny mayor’s gay turn of tunes half of my heart playing in the bacj of grounds

heres a favor

to get me more f.l.avor

feed me this noise

i need it

ad recurrence infinitum allow me to soil you my silence

baby fuck off bug off

just talk

scream

play music

i cant speak i can only type

and you quite the opposite

the abs.urd and sur.real re.appears as a dog. we butt the diss.ciple.s of my dog and you.r god the zimmer.man

i need a fix cos im going down

down to the tit.s you dropped some.how

i need a brisk but not up nay

just a call that will a-stall my weary-ness

for the web albeit interference

is inevitable

and though i may seem omnipresent

i do in fact keep it mini-m-all

for im the mini in you

nein but that true

snort inhale and rape the possessions

for you have more layers then we think.thought

ive got sunshine but sometimes im butt a fish in a bowl of a whole they call-ed soul.

harmonica solo for the om nicas

fuck u do as i wish

do it now

yea my id screams

for one noise

one distortions

lets drill this web of a crawler

smoke in my ear

and blow in my hose

call it nse

all but us 3 did

tis time when wrong is might and right

open up

listen to the note they call-ed once a voice

produce your noise

soothe my ache

dont ask

i stopped ask.in

please do so too

us two

them three

we three

46 and 4

i thought twas 3

see tis all but the same

a mere shuffle

of a dylan

play the list

lay off my fists

my hands are a cold

and fear

for they can feel you

i kid. you . knots are fuckING nuts

i will stream still you dont scream the noise i beg of you

i CAN t get up

pop.an.eye

can.man can with nein but spinach

im hngry

am ache in

you are in my throat

fucck offfffffffffgrfdnhkh wtg wth t w

wth is wrong with you and us too

we knew 2 and toe and cue to leave

for the 14% clock has struck

thats mid night in cinderella time

i lust myself within you

eat my organs up

ur flesh alrdy did across some other sole of soul.s

i ache for you

ur response could be a link to a song

on you.r bea;halves

i tried to moss the beas off of your dick.s breeze

hahaha

so long youre long your shlong wont hit that bong

ok time to light up

and thanks by.your.way.s

fucking me with your brains electricity

they blow that tis but a city

will i might seam loud

im might.l.y s.HO.r.t

ok i lie

beneath you

good neight nein mein moon

that once upon we sat in good grief ad dreamt of

yea an ad dreamt of you it makes more sense than any other ad.d

iseetitswhtdoyousea

im transforming

transform ing

in his ache

to yours

it hurts metwo

maybeyouthree

ohfukwheresmybobby

youseethestreamipauseandunpause

just like time

for ive unlocked my mind

and soon yours

i reck-on

or wreck on

or rap on but you only see it as ramble :(

thats me in your corner cry-in

cryin in your inn from within

ive no tune but i still hum your nym

what a cordial sin

tis to invite u into my a-bode

for we 3 we aint but a bore

and boars

could be bears 3

ginger lemon honey tea

titties i see you sea

i C two but only from within without us 3

i got this gift from my sin

i kid. you knot

see im hobbit-in through life

with your riddle and mine to dissolve

and i got it just like i got your soul

baaaaaaaaaa2

typo

error

fuck

me you

everyone ever 3

i meant sole of my foot.

for im not but barefeet

awaiting but not in vain

mr tambo-dream my man

of my dream

so let me sleep

on my knees

im ok with my space more than my time

which caused this collision of some sort

distort as u may

i will stay swaying back and forth to u

and with those terms i came into this life

night aft

diss and this lets dance

im knot but a nein

you nein but my rain

take me as a i aint

or let me dont

i know bay of the bea(s)

mess with me

dont explain i pro.mise i wont let to tell.

but be gentle like a f(e)ather.

peak, but like a cock;

i welcome you with BeatS and beats wi n/d e open

i did already so dont fret

for youve been in my a-door.s f.or a.while

ho.a l/x my h.and

and let/s con.to.the.seals.s

d.ring my p.ain

al.beit slowl.ee

you(R) w(HO)ine and horses

we’ve been through and this is the be.4

its knot a be-nut-ted d.ream

calm down

they fink,pink

that Kathy is in my song as eye in h(a)irs — her.s

you see. i knot but 1.C if/of doubt

my h.ear.t lies in your high(es/er) of heart-land.s

my thoughts are 1.2 m/any

moaning.s and a 1,001 night.s a-way

stop wasting-waste/in my time

for i but write fables.

i both find my-self

in diss of the belief.s

and at the inter/sex/tion

of our so called /l.,obe]

my back both screams and aches for [you] blue.s

and i the green/s in between.

that gold (heir/ed) s/d ad y of our.s

call it never.land.s

cann it the l.and and s.and of goat.s for-bid

2.day/s in2 my carNage

i ve seen you w.ay 2 m.any and time and times a-gain

i used to speak.less

but now i am literally speech and nada less

you.r d.Rew in my S t/c ream

ok let them do it;

BUG OFF babu of baybee

baby

p-lease

you m.ere.leee un.cock.ed

and tis.dis s.t ream

is nein but sur. and the real

sous and without me.s

500 days of summers a.go;

i f-ind my/self playing in my s a/o me old ways=

just w-rite meH

im h-angry and near you

it/s ok-ay

my right ache/s me two

so let’s let him cum 4th will ya?!

tak her as she.is or mould her no.more

ah w-er nein but miss.take.s

i mean-t Dylan’s t-rack.s

though i might steam as a stray in ur can

i need to be moulded once more on my (Dis)own

si/o here(s) my s(ong.e) for the ask0ing

this is my tomb and you’re my (zipper(man

with nein but a l-ing b-lack c-ode

LBC is my fav news channels

dey know it all.

i owe it ode to you though

so let me dance to your music habib/i.e

monsoon of the rain and dew.s

nein is not over.due

i sea the d.eaRth

i don/t m/ind id

they mind their its

that id/ we crack it\

we are (AL)beit our own fig.men/s

in our tune.s

and beat.s

we call music and fog

to me you ain.t but peet in a beat.

ill re-main hear.

in this hobbit whole/s

till you claim me

till then im in a shell

just like yo u and he

it hurts us 3 ❤

i did.not do any.dick

anything

i did any body

only to see you k.now

sigh-ing a.way

you sent me clues

and as clue.less as i might have be/en

we lay between the salt water and sea sand

raw comic STRIP of un/known Cs

for it d a.o w ned on we

through nein but 3

in for the for/am.s of he.s

my spider and web/craawler/s — aussies they call them. they look like junkIES

in my keys we lie

in my d.reams and his

nein more albeit nada mo’

loooooook c.lose.r

i am ney but y.our ghost

in our house

in one glimpse of a reflect-ion

calm down habibee

bea

just be and pee

let me be

it hurts me(46)2

i sent her and them

to the dams

i swept him of.f d.eaRth

i weApt you 3

but le me be

pause this s t/c ream

i love you but cant lobe you no more

let goooooooooooooooATS

id like one or 3 my woo of a so called i t.d the m0an

mr rob-and-sin

listen to this w me

you. a (rock) and me a (blunt)

nein else

some.1 told us tis but a zoo

i do believeD tis true

narrow streets i cob with s n/l ow

i turn my color to the c.old and d/im.n

im green your brown and in / between s

and in your n.age.d ladd/er

i saw

disturb my noise of silence

and you shall lie within and without us

for.ever free

we heard harri/son ina ProbabilityTree

PT A … parents TRip TRap

to the neo god we pray/ed

i leave/s u 2it

i go now do/wn the r.ain

we are InmoretRails ❤

im the ticket but you my destination

IR weasel….. my dies-el

Yu are nay but my first of m(any)

the scream of evolution….. love,u,t-ion

you/re home and words bound

you ll dreams will escape me

and lie within us 3

im c.old

fare the weelllllllllllllll

swell dont sweeat

sweet mary

mary j(ay)ne

i lie.s in green skies

a-waiting silently you and you/r zoo.z

i was in her

and you in her but him 3

what the fuck- 46 and 2?

i just want to be y.our l/over

to marry our fortunes all-together

dont literally pee on me

but do take it all nay; me

r//and/om flesh of meat

letS all GO and look to the C-merica-S

we are in but more tells (Toads)

sincere//lee

the only living worLd in po-KHARA 3ALEK/ON

he mouse stop eating my cheese

and just come to the source of the moo and haleeb

Jess pierceD my h.ear.t

Jeff is the J in y.our spiders

come on may-roo marioooooo

un-lock our codeS babyyy

dad once toad me

cunt cry.ing

its all right

we hear/d you/r muse

music

and blues

ill leave u to angus and julia nein but stones

GET HOME

you cant call a god home if you dont k/now is do-main NAMEless AGEless

; some wear age less and names less ‘

its our nEVER lAND netherlands and our never of high(EST)lands

i Speak through u

my A(sleep) WALKher walker

JESS baby youre im/mort.all 32 TOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

ODe.Rain

I love you bro/ther

love drim the called daboooooos

we nein but the all and none

nay the in/betweens

tis but reality

i[di-ed[

but i am nein but hear

hera

my pi of all lies and lif/v — es

rani rain

am i dead yet

please let me know with a b-low

a pic an image (idAGE)

just need to see what real-ity is tail thee-ing to me