Wednesday, December 16, 2015

Easy Ink, by Amory McKeever




It could be a butterfly in rain
a famous quote from Mark Twain
trademark sign of the Wu Tang
hearts and stars around their name
or a tribal print it's all the same

I've even seen a dragon's fire
two tightrope lover's on a wire
fantastically drawn crystal spires
treasures men die to acquire
words of purity on many liars

Placed right above their waistline
flowers, unicorns, or both entwined
the occasional steam-punk design 
on display like open signs
for such decorated concubines

Murals painted like sacrament
from mundane to the extravagant
they're absolutely adamant
to prove that they're not abstinent
and ready for the next inhabitant


Saturday, November 28, 2015

Where's My Share?, by Amory McKeever



You'll never get to see me
They say what I have doesn't sell
I'm the undigested meal
that got spit out of hell
I've been a gym rat for years
But I haven't got any swell
Pushing all of my chips forward
Without any tells
Now I got some raw talent
They'll give me that
I'm not spittin' my way out
of a life of click-clacks
I may be from a broken home
but passed the background for my gat
I'm half brown and half white
So when I get stopped
for an unbroken tail light
I'm let off with  warning
and a "have a good night"
Now daddy died in prison
And sometimes he pulled a knife
But it wasn't a dirty shiv
it was diabetes took his life
My story isn't hood enough
to relate to the streets
They say I'm just not dirty
I've got an empty rap sheet
I guess they never heard
a vocabulary like mine
So I'll start working on a beat
that will surely blow their mind
I'll lay down a track on their crew
With unbelievable rhymes
Until their brains turn to goo
And they pull a contract to sign

Friday, November 20, 2015

Red, by Amory McKeever




True loves first kiss
they were so sure
would be the end of this
that was the cure

Each and every brave man
would try to make their way
Through the barren land
all night and day

In spite of acid rain
that fell from her eyes
To defeat the years of pain
to overcome the lies

Each and every knight
ignored the bodies of the past
Armed with ego's might
claimed to be the last

She was a trophy to win
they'd conquer her in bed,
but for those she let in
it was off with their heads

They thought that they were great
men of reputation
They all fell for the bait
of her beguiled flirtation

Notches on her bedpost
they would all become
Wander around like ghosts
who died one by one

Thinking she was fragile
oh how they got played
It was them who were unraveled
by her tempestuous charade

She wasn't just the cherry
for some little boys ice cream
She wasn't Miss February
in some losers wet dream

She wasn't a ceramic doll
for someone else to smash
She was a fireball
a phoenix rising from the ash

Seeing how she slayed them all
you might find it unfair
But that'll be your downfall
you will not be spared

She'll lure you in with promises
that you're the special one,
but soon you'll be anonymous
one more suit of armor undone

True loves first kiss
they say that it's the cure
to bring an end to this
I am not so sure

Friday, November 13, 2015

Proper Vows, by Amory McKeever




Will you hold me tight
Even if I let go of my body
Will you settle for broke
If we're up nights praying for the lottery

Will you kiss my mouth
The very same one that cusses you out
Will you be strong
Because I can't carry all this doubt

Will you hold my hand
Whisper softly to calm my fists
Will you forgive
Despite my guilt for causing all of this

Will you stick around
When I play cruel and unusual games
Will you understand
That it's coming from a place of shame

Will you look back
At whatever made you fall in love
Will you ignore
That who I am is not enough

Will you be my fan
If you hear someone tear me down
Will you be my worst critic
If you see me outgrow my crown

Will you wear my ring
Even if all it's made of is copper
Will you be my queen
If all I am is the king of paupers

Will we grow old
Waiting in line at the pharmacy
Get our prescriptions filled
So we can drift off to sleep

Friday, November 6, 2015

An Abduction, by Amory McKeever



A silver falcon

faster than I've ever seen

Across the sky back and forth

Went south at first then went north

Came back and stopped above my head

a blast of light  felt cold and dead


I'm dragged across a dirty floor

like sand and seaweed

on a deserted shore

Their grip strangles around my neck

and pulled me into a darkened box

so tight that I could barely fit

Eventually my crate was opened

how long it was I forget

They injected me with chemicals

and shoved me down into a pit


Caged me up like an animal

where there were walls that I couldn't see

tunnels made of stars and stone

The only sounds were my screams

and I soon forgot the smell of home

Is this what happened to my friends

and all the others that went missing

Is this where they met their ends


Should I even count the days

since these unidentified kidnappers

Flew away with us like prey

They seem to come in many shapes

beings tall, short, fat and thin

I fear they'll get my family too

They watch me with a toothy grin

Sign says "Welcome to the Zoo"

Saturday, October 31, 2015

Ripper Whispers, by Amory McKeever




I command the night with such precision
To board my carriage a horrid decision
But with these grapes I have calmed your nerve
So much so you'll never mind the swerve

I'll begin at your breast with a prompt incision
And open your heart to hell's cruel excision
Your muffled screams are merely hors d'oeurves
For it's your death, my dear lady, I plan to serve

Between your legs I'll slice at the division
This murder surgery according to my vision
I've severed your beauty, your veins, and your curves
That I've been swift is all you whores deserve

Saturday, October 24, 2015

Rejuvenation, by Amory McKeever



Page one of my sorcerers tome
Manifests for the homeless a home
With these incantations I speak
Strength shall embolden the weak

Page five of my conjurers script
Dissolves our bonds to the crypt
My words like waves from the sea
Create new limbs for the amputee

Page ten of my ancient grimoire
A cure for violence, hate, and war
Prayers for those who suffer great
Understanding so we all can relate

Last page of my magical scroll
Brings a calming peace to the soul
Finally, to the next wizard I tell
Do as I did, and all will be well

Sunday, October 18, 2015

Deployed, by Amory McKeever




I taste rust and salt
I remember John Galt
That book was a lie
So it must be their fault
I gave myself for another
Asked them to give for me
Only to find myself wanting
Both hands left empty
I smell almonds and cherries
A thick cloud of scary
On barbed wire my brother
With no one left to carry
We move forward without him
Come back later and bury
I taste salt and rust
Holding up my sign
To Bagdad or bust
Reached the end of my trust
I'm all out of ammo
Just left in the dust
I thought we here
To bring an end to the violence
They cut transmission
Radio Silence
It is all their fault
Behind enemy lines
I taste rust and salt

Thursday, October 1, 2015

An Expanse, by Amory McKeever




"Close the door behind you."
Said the one to whom I pray.
"I've done about all I could,
and done it for so many days.
Where did I go wrong with this,
how do I fix this place?"

I asked if I could be to be up front,
and not beat around the bush.
I needed to be very blunt,
without him feeling pushed.
He told me he could handle it,
and to proceed with his blessing.
He wanted to hear the truth,
because the world had him stressing.

Well first I told him right away,
the planets need a change.
Spinning smashing balls of clay
just seems awfully strange.
Then you have this mortal coil
that ties all living things.
When they could just be immortal,
like trees with endless rings.

Why have a trillion stars,
if all but one percent are bare?
Why not a planet for every heart,
or at the most, a pair?
Did you really need tectonic plates,
and waves a mile high?
Over half the things you did create,
want the other half to die.

Viruses, and botulism.
Cancer cells that eat our brains.
Hate that breaks us into schisms,
and lock each other up in chains.
So many problems could be solved,
if we just had our own planes.
Solitary, snow globe worlds,
without all the needless shaking.
Vast expansive peaceful places,
this is what you could be making.

However, you should probably know,
that nothing will be perfect.
So long as you make free people,
suffering is the side effect.
If you really want a Universe pristine.
One that will not end in ruin.
A place free from evil's twisting.
Creating nothing is the only shoo-in.

Monday, September 28, 2015

As Seen on T.V., by Amory McKeever




I'd like the burger with the biggest tits
With some wrist cut fries on the side
Buy me some pills to control the fits
Wash them down with diet lies
I'll buy the car that makes up for my dick
Park it in front of a foreclosed home
Painted with lead just to get me sick
This is not Munchausen Syndrome
I need to find a doctor I can't afford
To test for mentally transmitted diseases
I can't shake this feeling that I'm bored
Despite buying everything my wallet pleases
I've installed a pool I can drown myself in
A plasma screen mind control system
A professional trainer to make me thin
Ordered friends online but must have missed 'em
I bought myself a fine tailored suit
And a highly recommended wine basket
The invitations are already en route
For everyone to see my new pimped out casket

Saturday, September 26, 2015

Zeroes, by Amory McKeever




My hero wanted to be on top of the world
So he collected fast cars and faster girls
The cover of a magazine said he was cool
We found him at the bottom of his indoor pool

My hero always fought like a hungry lion
He could find trouble without even trying
His reputation stood ahead of him in line
Now he's face down with a bullet in his spine

Having heroes isn't what it used to be
It used to be that they were better than me
I used to look up to them like they were kings
Now they reflect the evil in everything

My hero never wanted to grow up
So he drank from the fountain till he was drunk
Tried to live everyday like he was 21
Well wouldn't you know it he died young

My hero had his name on his tennis shoes
Had his own show on MTV News
Shined on like superman for the camera crews
Turns out he looked good in a casket too

Having heroes isn't what it used to be
It used to be that they were better than me
I used to look up to them like they were kings
Now they reflect the evil in everything

Emotional Efreet, by Amory McKeever




Emotional Efreet burns me down 
On fire the flying Pegasus drowns 
In reflecting pools of this dirty town 
Lovelorn thieves have come and gone 
The vultures eating me, passing on 
Like a heartbreak charade I play along 
She cannibalizes my weary soul 
Emotional Efreet lets me go 
Just long enough to work me more 
Standing me up just to leave me low 
Like a tidal wave cracking my bones 
My will is sweeping out with the flow 
With a tux and an empty wedding gown 
With a hundred people toasting a clown 
With Pegasus feathers flying around 
Emotional Efreet burns me down

The Geist of Ms. Lords, by Amory McKeever




As if this bed was built on burial grounds
She gets possessed when we fool around
Tears at my flesh and pulls on my hair
Sometimes we're in leather, sometimes we're bare
Finds a spot that she loves and sinks in her teeth
Beats me into a well seasoned meat
It's not just doing the things she commands
Blindfolding my eyes and tying down my hands
Worship her shrine until my jaw muscles cramp
Smile as she pulls out the whips and the clamps
This lustful phantasm that's been haunting me
Cruel vixen I conjured from beyond the t.v.

Gone, by Amory McKeever




Keep running down a dead end street 
Lungs are heavy its hard to breath 
Where's the shelter, where's the shade 
To take away the pain he made 
There could never be good reasons 
To stop a heart from beating 
As the night carries on, she's halfway to gone 
She hacks away at Gods creation 
Crimson drops in warm salvation 
Quietly She begins to fade 
The sirens of hope come too late 
There could never be good reasons 
To stop a heart from beating 
As the night carries on, she's already gone 
And it may seem so easy now 
But it's not the only way out 
As the night carries on 
She's already gone, she's already gone

Wednesday, September 23, 2015

Leap of Faith, by Amory McKeever




I'm taken in by your eyes
Left out in the cold by your touch
Anyone else would hesitate
And give up the chance to relate
Your demons outnumber your smiles

Until all that is left is a ghost
Anyone else would hesitate
I'll be here to help you escape
Keep walking down the same road
So much chips away at your soul
Anyone else would hesitate
And give up a chance to relate
When you're lost in the darkness of pain
I'll shine a light and call out your name
Anyone else would hesitate
Fall into my arms and be safe

Tuesday, September 22, 2015

Cruel Unconsciousness, by Amory McKeever




I'm all alone in this white cell
A deafening silent sterile hell
There's no windows, there's no doors
A vast and empty hardwood floor
The ceiling is beyond my reach
Walls that look blank and bleached
There's no way out, and no way in
My only weapon is a long sharp pin
From above, they slowly appear
Orbs of black and sticky fear
Now as soon as they touch the ground
It seems they can't be moved around
But if I can catch them on my spike
They quickly vanish as I would like 
If I do not, they stay permanent
And fill the room as if cement
Never falling from the same place
Their frequency increases pace
I'm growing tired and out of breath
I can see my impending death
They pile high with every failure
In tears I beg an imagined jailer
Sets me free from this state
Time goes by with no change in fate
With every miss, the orbs creep closer
I begin to lose all composure
So many now I can hardly move
I wonder what this was meant to prove
I get the feeling of suffocation
Moments from my own damnation
Just before it's my life they take
That is when I am shook awake

Krokodil, by Amory McKeever




Goodbye dear Chernobyl rain
And all of its grey fallout
Farewell our old friend Ukraine
We will miss you no doubt

We know that we lost the war
Kalashnikov is rust and legend
We're not making tanks no more
But it's much worse than we imagined

Crocodiles took our future
Yet we let not a scream
We just inject a liquid suture
And escape in desomorphine

The crocodiles can smell our fear
They hide under the hopelessness
The crocodiles shed bogus tears
While they devour us en mass

Holding Back the Beast, by Amory McKeever




So very long ago
Life as far as the eye can see
But dancing among the stars
So many enemies
I'm quite surprised you got this far

Greater hearts have gone extinct
Greater races end in a blink
A precarious realm in which you live
Not quite as safe as you think

Assassins spin wild through the sky
And plot your death in the dark dark night
Your ancestors today unearthed
Did not last long in the fight

So young and so much naive
Look both ways before you cross the street
Because at the end of time
I'm the only one who grieves

Say what you will
About whether or not I'm still
I never needed your permission
To save you from the kill

A moment of silence at the feast
Or a simple thank you in the least
It would be proper to tip your hat
To the one who holds back the beast

Saturday, September 19, 2015

Kingdom Crumb, by Amory McKeever




Felt so violated
I took myself a rape shower
No other way about it
My innocence a dead flower
From the edge of my seat
To hiding in a dark corner
My childhood memories
So completely fucked over
Toss and turn in pain
Like I broke all my bones
Why the fuck are there aliens
In Indiana Jones?

Thursday, September 17, 2015

A Scruffy Looking Story, by Amory McKeever




I shot first, this much is true
In a bar on a planet where they harvest the blue
Hey I'm the good guy I'll claim self-defense
So I can help some shady old man and his friends



Did I just pass the second star on the right?
Well if I did then just blame this warp drive
We must have come out of hyperspace too soon
Because the planet is dust, and that's no moon

Some rescue she says how ungrateful and rash
R2 better help we're getting smashed with the trash
The old man had some skills and disabled the beam
He sacrificed himself so we wouldn't get creamed

Just when I thought I was clear of this stuff
Wouldn't you know it, my guilty conscience shows up
The kid may have bulls-eyed womprats back home
But he's cocky to think he can do this alone

I need to leave and pay Jabba, my butt's in a sling
Cold as ice here and now Luke has gone missing
Walkers are sighted the Empire's at our heels
Again I rescue her highness though she hides how she feels

I thought a friend that I trusted could hide us away
But the Empire got to Lando earlier that day
Now the princess steals a kiss I know she loves me
Even after I become a frozen carbonite mummy

I can tell that it's her even though I'm blind
I've long heard her whisper in the back of my mind
The kid needs to look out for Jabba's trap door
Then what a surprise Luke beats the rancor

Well look at this, the kid's a Jedi Knight
With the mighty power of the force on his side
Princess chokes out Jabba pulling that chain so tight
Who knows, we just might make it out of this alive

From the forests of Endor, Ewoks had our back
To destroy the shield generator so the fleet can attack
A battle ensues, and all sides lose some friends
Lucky storm troopers couldn't hit a Bantha's rear end

Now a father brings the Emperor his own son
An offer to turn, and rule the galaxy as one
But as hate flows through and light sabers land
A son spares a father after taking his hand

The Emperor has had enough of this fighting
Blasts the Jedi with the dark sides powerful lightning
But Luke knew there was some good left in his soul
When Vader lifted his master and threw him down the hole

Unmasking his father, so he can look with his own eyes
Anakin sees redemption from all his evil and lies
Now down on Endor the party is really shakin'
There will now be peace until the force awakens