WHY JOHNNY C'N'T ACHIEVE "THE AMERIKAN DREAM" by apocohipsterhashshashin

WHY JOHNNY C'N'T ACHIEVE "THE AMERIKAN DREAM" 'N'
WHAT HE'S
DOIN' 'BOUT IT-DECONSTRUCTED...

...he's out o' his mind...
such a subversive hero, "self"-consciously seekin' out
dangerous Edge o' things...
who lived everywhere 'n' Nowhere...a man few people ever
knew...
an obsessive behavior...
migrate from MARGINS t' Mainstream yr precious strange
individuality
may be compromised or lost...
I don' know if bein' PUNK makes me better...
idea which been floatin' 'roun since Baudelaire
that there be somethin' rather distinguished in bein' DAMNED...
Baron Samedhi, in his top hat 'n' tails
who haunts boneorchards smokin' a cigar
'n' wearin' dark glasses...
ya gotta have Art...
I looked failure in face...
Dream includes a few Nightmares
makes y'never wanna wake up...
listens t' Kate Bush...
penchant for best-friend-only revelations
'bout masturbatin' in church(Icicle)
"self"-loathin'(Crucify)
'n' rape("Me 'n' a gun)...
Rants against "the Middle Mind"...
T' overcome that I started workin' wi' m'Dreams...
I'm workin' at tryin' t' find a Kind o' language-what might be called
body language...
one thing I do t' point o' orgasm
'n' losin' CONTROL o' language...
premise opens DOOR t' all Kinds o'
Apocalyptic scenarios...
recurrin' Dream...
drugged
I was always double-headed
double-faced
liquid ear-
zoomin' outwards from an earthbound tissuepatch
then always splittin' apart...
'n' difference that split wide
eagle wi' its no-blink stare
'n' its shriek-shriek huntin'
twirlin' double-headed
flesh spiral...
Never Trust A Hippie...
I often think I've traveled into
a deeply foreign country
somewhere more mysterious in its was
than India or Morocco...
a place that n'human ever been
'n' yet
now a place where...
asked somethin' 'bout communism...
live shows 'n' lyrics 'bout
constant opposition...
'n' many times turned harsh lights onto
PUNK itself
mockin' 'n' alienatin' "scene"
by claimin' it was all a pose...
y'c'n imagine live-
attackin' audience as should...
continue t' attack mind
'n' reform it accordin' t'
stronger principles...
wi' unnervin' ability t' bring outsiders
inside m'brain
(whether they wanna be there or not)...
open lastin' fissures
in Amerikan societus...
sometime in late '70s...
I thought
use appropriation
multiple points o' "ego"
multiple obsessions
deconstructionist discourse(disgust)
'n' revolutionary...
no Amerikan prose writers I could realte t' 'cept
Burroughs 'n' Kathy Acker...
it be,Like, Marquis de Sade bein' on radioactive sludge...
only limitation t' "identity" be
creativity o' thief
'n' that be scary
'cause there's really n'limit on creativity,
be there?
tour guides on this crazy ride
are thieves:us
'n' as long as that continues
its gonna be a problem...
relieve yr mental constipation...
in a few hours o' madness...
DESTROY! BURN THIS RACIST SYSTEM DOWN!
a total barrage o' fast paced riffs
'n' speedy tongue lashin's
'n' uncivilized acts
happenin' across
Planet Terror...
PUNK TILL THE END...
PSYCHOPATHIA SEXUALIS...
what be wi' all this shit
'bout what be PUNK
'n' what be not?
I be Hip whole idea o' PUNK
t' be INDIVIDUAL
y'Dig,Like,
Fuck "the System"
'n' all that shit!
not t' conform
t' societus's standards...
own life...
thing that be mos' important t' "me"
be freedom t' be "m'self"...
I don' wanna be silenced!
I think I got every "right"
t' do what I wanna do!
...a world police state...
a Corporate World Government
accountable t' n'one...
I fear Corporate Gestapo
rap tap tappin' on m'chamber Door
'n' arrestin' me for m'Art...
wi' Desire?...
"what y'offer stirs up lust wi'in 'em
which leads 'em into performin' various sinful acts
such as rape/child
molestation/adultery/incest

/bestiality/masturbation/etc.
which are all forms o' abuse...
consequently, you jeopardize your and their eternal happiness
in heaven
thus leadin' you t' your
eternal misery in hell!!!"...
'cause a SLUT who glories in oneself
be a powerful force...
s'let's gold our bosoms
(an ol' Babylonian custom)
'n' hail SLUT in all o' us!...
older I get
less I care what people think o' "me"...
who don' got flaws?...
tired o' post-September 11th police state
Puritanism 'n' Gay-bashin' patriotism...
fed-up wi' "war on drugs"
'n' media-driven child sex hysteria...
sick t' m'stomach over terrorism
'n' genocidal religious wars in Middle East 'n' Amerika...
frustrated by corporate oligarchy's
strangle hold on Arts/Culture/Politics...
how much longer we gonna allow ourselves
t' be led aroun' by nose
by a bunch o' atrophied,Viagra-takin'.
self-righteous,holy-rollin' hypocrites
'n' assholes?!
good question-y'DIG?
enough be enough!
Man,Like, weep n'more-
we been "saved"
(at least in our own minds)...
Sid Vicious died for our "sins"...