NEW ZEALAND IS CHANGING IT'S FLAG! THAT'S 25M NOT GOING TO NEPAL!

i started dissapearing post 9/11.
I learned from the sun,
as soon as spring comes
the clouds above me start to clear.
I lose myself thinking no one can relate to these
But i'm not the only skeptic of what's given on the internet
For free.
Things become extinct. Like floppy discs or see dees. (CDs).
My information is catered via google and tweets.
I have a lot of information
but none are the truths I've seen.
Lies. Likes created by BuzzFeed.
Skeptical of all that is around me,
I guess that's what the NSA wants to see.
We started a war on terrorism,
In order to be free
But i've never felt more chained than when Youtube doesn't let me see.
Beyoncé and Nicki dancing "oh so flawlessly".
All this time worried about robots
But that's what we becoming. Consumed by exposure--
Of wanting to know too much.
I started dissapearing post 9/11.

DAVID BISBAL DID A CAMEO ON JANE THE VIRGIN. WTF.

The room smells like orgasms and spliffs.
It resembles a brothel, but with a degree on the wall.
Maybe brothels have degrees on walls.
Who am I to judge? Thermometers are everywhere.
Temperature is measured by mercury.
And although i am part of the debauchery,
It's not the right climate to get into this.
The lighting in the room is based on
"What a 15 year old sees drunkenly stumbling
In old san juan. Heels included."
The fan is always on in this room.
Makes great ambiance noise.
The noise also resembles waves
And palms raving in beaches.
Or so the room thinks.
The room is trying to make it happen.
and maybe it has to whore around for a bit.
No room to quit.
The room smells like Orgasms and spliffs.

you're like new york at sunrise

you're like new york at sunrise
subway carts escaping the alcohol stench 
of stragglers left behind,
inside these tunnels the city vibrates. 
a sweet hum only those who are in tune can taste. 
you're like new york at sunrise, 
joggers training for the daily race, 
getting ready to be ahead of the game.  
rise and shine, enjoy the hustle 
of a new dawn that breaks. 
you're like new york at sunrise. 
quiet eruption waiting to happen,
as each second passes, 
more light caresses the empire state.
and the taxi engines begins to take.
i gaze in awe at the tranquility this scene creates. 
you're like new york at sunrise, 
peaceful rumble,
awaiting for instruction from the skyline's colors. 
red. orange. pink. enjoy it, 
a volcano of air pollution is now showing. 
sip some specialty coffee
to shake out the haze.
you're like new york at sunrise.  
a moment of grace before chaos reigns. 
The never ending adventure awaits. 
a sweet view of the statue of liberty's silhouette. 
a peaceful perspective of a not so peaceful place.
you're like new york at sunrise.
I hear the chilly newspaper thud on the stoops
As the tink tink clatter of the morning recyclers
Ravage gentrified trash cans. 
Making it day by day.
You're like new york at sunrise. 

UN AMOR VIOLENTO [POR LOS TRES] ES LO QUE QUIERO

-¿Alguna vez te has emborrachado de alguien?
¿Has estado tan empapado que entripas
todos los lados, con tu sonrisa?
¿Alguna vez has explotado de amor?
¿Te ha pasado que cualquier repercusión,
a tu alrededor los sonidos se nublan,
las luces se ponen a favor,
una realidad comienza a desaparecer?
Y, aunque saliste con la intención,
nunca viste el amanecer;
pues el sol no se ha puesto.

¿Has sentido una sed tan inmensa,
que le chupas el nectar a cualquier
pelea sabrosa, hasta más no poder?

[TUS GRITOS SON POR LO QUE VIVO
TÍRAME CONTRA EL PISO
ESTO NO TIENE SENTIDO
TE AMO TE AMO, OK?!]

¿Y la sucrosa pegajosa, de ese ron con coca
que tan fríamente baja a tu estomago
después de pal' de palos
no tiene efecto, pues nada te pone mas al inverso
que un amor violento? 

-No.
-Yo tampoco.

Mueve esas nargas Milanga; disfrútalas, como senda jeva.

Mueve esas nargas Milanga, 
que la rumba esta buena.

Mueve esas nargas Milanga,

pa' eso se hereda de la abuela. 

Mueve esas nargas Milanga,

que la cosa se pone buena. 

Mueve esas nargas Milanga,

que nadie te quita de ellas. 

Mueve esas nargas Milanga,

hipnotiza a quien quieras. 

Mueve esas nargas Milanga,

tu historia no es cualquiera. 

Mueve esas nargas Milanga,

importa un bledo que piensen aquellas. 

Mueve esas margas Milanga,

sacúdelas hasta que no puedas. 

Mueve esas nargas Milanga,

no todas encienden candela. 

Mueve esas nargas Milanga,

entiende el poder que hay en ellas. 

Mueve esas nargas Milanga,

a ver quien cae en la rueda. 

Mueve esas nargas Milanga,

pa' que no se pregunten,

y no se asusten,

cuando vean que 

la que menea tiene 

curvas, humores, 

métodos seductores.

no necesita retoque

no inventa, reintenta

de cambiar lo que es.

Senda Jeva. 

INCUBUS CAME OUT WITH A NEW MUSIC VIDEO TODAY, THIS IS PRETTY GAY

Alas it was you.
It was you all along.
The spark I was missing,
the muse that kisses
the lighting that strikes me---
helpless, I am when you are near.

Alas, it was you. I was looking
far and all the way through
and right inside me, there was you.
Why was I such a fool? It was you.
Always you. The match that fires this,
inside, you rattle and shake,
rattlesnake---come bite me.

Alas, it was you. All along,
it was you. The current that pushes,
a tsunami floats within me,
please don't spite me for not realizing
sooner. I will evacuate to a safe zone soon enough.
Alas. It was I. In disguise,
safe and hiding, my demise.
It was I all along. A muse so divine.
Living in your spine. Time to let it shine.

drink poetry

i'm gonna drink myself until poetry tonight.
chug chug chug and from the tips of my toes
comes a signal of flow, let the words melt
in verses, reverse this, i'll become poetry
with an blood alcohol level of one point three,
i'm gonna drink myself until poetry tonight,
stumbling though my fingertips, blurring into the night.
morphing into something more
making out with the first boy that buys me a drink
at the club. i'm gonna drink myself until poetry tonight.
slurring emotions mixed with poisons taken in excess.
take a moment in the bathroom to puke it all midway.
i'm gonna drink myself until poetry tonight and deal
with a love ridden hangover when i get it.