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I wont say it again
because I’ve said it before
when I wanted it.
yet driven
mastermind it
until I get it.
But I lose things as
quickly as they arrive.
I apologize in advance.
and want to say sorry
for all the fucked up things
I refuse to say in words.
and my passive aggression
is present
I’ll try to keep it at bay.
where I keep most things.
old things.
overused words, thoughts, phrases
released into oceans
Because theres never much use for them anyway.
-Cam ie


Testing the limits
of our shortcomings.
Failures fleeting.
Substituting fear
with modern decor
and neck robs
that either lynch us
or bend realities that once were true.
Much as it doesnt matter ..
Most of us are left naked
guiding our way
through a shindig
with our pearls latched to our entrails
-Cam ie
How can I write
with this much spite.
and everything black
or grey will tear a hole
right through you.
I see right through you.
knew I should
of saw a fugitive
in the wake of my development.
Shallow men
manage to asphyxiate
Battle fate.
a subconscious state.
a conscious take.
Even if existence is real
they forget to wonder.
inches of water.
I saw her
the woman in me
just drown
down girl.
around girl.
You’ll be sound girl.
-cam ie



The days bring blue skies
and unable to reach them
I write lines.
we in line.
Standards have deceived us.
Standards they need us.
we putting flame to fire
and watch it burst
its rehearsed
and lip talk means nothing.
when youre trapped in reverse.
reprogram the eye
We blind in the light
through dark hues
we learn wrong from right.
Conscious mind
hypnotized by
and we all fall down.
Solider on my shoulder
replenish my fight.
rearrange the board
make it pearls.
The Captain of theories
and forgotten worlds.
–Cam ie


They dip us in honey
Nearly drowned us
We’re boundless
Purple is Black
And we agree so soundless
around treading
and spreading through
A muddy conscience
hands stuck and heavy
oath to material martyrs’
its gets hotter in boiling water
We dropping.
when the bottom tin burned out
walking sidewalks turned out
We burnt out
Its easier to
Follow direction
Its reckless
I guess we wait until them golden gates
Open faith
an open state
Solid ground wont resonate
Because truth is terrifying
Back-stab my heart
in compliance
we’re so goddam reliant!
makes my mind  so goddam violent
Smoke a blunt with guilt and silence.
just hope we reachin heaven alright
We see them devils in white
Had a friend, once tell me
I have the reverends sight
–Cam ie