Smile for the Devil
Ringed
Inside kaleidoscopic brimstone
A Hieronymus Bosch Vegas strip
Sans tourist
Smothering vapors of sulfuric mists
Tortures gasping breath
Ya wanna scream
“Mommy”
But
Mommy ain’t here
Fish faced generic pedestrians
whose idea of a good time
Is a home carpentry project
Approved by Norm himself
They sit behind reinforced
Plexiglas
In air conditioned
Save-way stores
Pleading
For discounts
And
The real deal
The demonic choir
Sing
Johnny Cash
With guitars
Made of human skulls
Stringed with the sinews
Of dead heroes
Big D
Enters
The circle
Wit a
Impeccably coiffured
Elvis Doo
I guess everybody
Loves
The king
“You staying Poet?”
“Don’t think so D
But thanks for
Asking”
“Ya know Your time is coming”
“Decided?
“Up or down?
“Think I might start
My own afterlife D
Big D
Gives me an Elvis
My Way flourish
Swirling his black sequined cape
Getting into that phony
Elvis karate stance.
“Sounds interesting Poet
You always did know how to style
If you need a hand
You know where to find me”
“Cool D”
And I rolled.
Tags: conformity, devil, Poet, self-knowledge










Posted on February 5th, 2010 at 6:07 pm
lol.. you’re such a fag Quas.…
just teasin… well.. hmmmm… yeah, just teasin
lol… you can delete this.. you know I’m drinking.…
Posted on February 5th, 2010 at 6:10 pm
Now there’s something I have to say about this site pic at the top. I like how it’s all black n white everywhere but **HERE** right at the edge of the site… makes me feel all warm and colorful.. lol… nice work with that Quas. Don’t ask me why I’m saying this right here on this blog, I just happened to think of it and so my fingers had to say it.
Posted on February 5th, 2010 at 6:11 pm
And it’s a good thing you decided to finally post something… I thought for a minute you were gonna have to change the name to “The Writing of Para”
God, Quas…
Posted on February 5th, 2010 at 7:09 pm
LOL You are so funny Para, I’m laughing my ass off, till I came to the fag part, now I gotta kick your ass.
In the joint everyday there was a fight and it was on account of egos, or someone calling you a fag, some dude thinks another is trying to take his heart. You can never let another man take your heart cause you will never get it back. When my oldest Bro visited me he was so upset, here I am in my fag yellow jump suit Plexiglas and phone just like the movies and he says, “They are beating the piss out of you aren’t they?” I’m like WTF? “I ain’t that much of a pussy Bro” LOL he is such a good guy my Bro, just went to Vegas. The joints a rough place but most peeps are as worried about you as you are of them. Just have to watch the eyes, there were a couple full goose Bozos them ya stayed away from.
The worst were the dirty Mo Fo’s there was one dude who would close one nostril and fire boogers everywhere. It was like he was some obscene gun slinger we were gonna kill him, nobody wanted to touch him though LOL Breakfast was at three in the morning and I got up early and there he was not taking a shower but washing his stinky balls with the rag we used to clean the bathroom, I almost puked. You Mother F%$er! He was nasty man. Sorry not sure why the joint rap came out I’ve been meaning to do a prose write on the experience.
LOL Yea, I’m gonna change the name to Para’s world, you are getting a lot of hits on your writes. I’m jealous
But that’s cool I like when you post, good writing is good writing regardless who does it. Deb has been trying to register, there is really no need unless I activate the email part that sends out an email when something is posted. Don’t wanna bust people’s balls though, everything is twitted, did you know you’ve been twitted Para? 
Posted on February 5th, 2010 at 9:17 pm
ooh.. I’ve been twitted…
I was wonderin what that tingling sensation was.….….….….….….….….….….….….….….…… 