Degenerate

[Dandy Jon]

Degenerate

I am a degenerate nihilist
An artist, I declare myself an ARTIST
For better or for worse
I’ve been reading, a pile of knowledge
Absorbing whatever I can find
I am a dandyism enthusiast
Despite lacking fashion sense
Classy yet trashy, whatever I’ve been labelled
I DON’T live by the rules
Despite accusations

I take things seriously, with my heart
And what I choose to keep in my heart
I am loveless, spray painting hearts
All over the ghettos, just to show how I bleed
Stacks of books, on my bedroom floor
I am reading, whatever, whenever
Trying to move past my damaged heart
I once felt loved
But romance bleeds
Every ounce of inspiration from me

I am a degenerate poet
This degeneration, in a disposable age
All this shiny entertainment
Has yet to entertain me
I can see past the fake tits, and plastic dicks
That smother the television screen
Sometimes
I feel like Lenny Bruce
The whole world is against me
With my philosophies
I bring my jazz, in poetry form

Spilled milk, spilled words
I am commentating your modest world
Violence begets more violence
I’ve been looking for peace
Inside this heart
There is a fire, burning deep inside
I feel listless sometimes
Writing volumes of books, yet to be published
I know what mark I can make
I know how to open your eyes

Commentary this generation
The disposable age, the plastic age
The fifteen minutes of shame, the use once than destroy age
The staged reality shows, the bleach blonde celebrity stage
The fake, the phoney, the over saturated with morals
Chastity belts, promise rings, false Christian Reality TV Stars
Disney morals, hidden slavery, behind the camera bullshit age
Want more reasons
Why I don’t have any interest, in this decade

I am a degenerate artist
I am a degenerate faggot, I am not a bleeding heart queer
Despite what you think you get from me
I am proud to have been born this way
I know the struggle
It is constant and irreverent
It is on going, and I know peace wont soon arrive
I’ll gladly march the streets
Protest the haters, riot the bigotry

Love is corrupt
And so I must remain single
I am corrupt
From how I was raised, by this society
By this free disposable age
Every channel you turn to, another lunatic preaches
Pumped full of fear
Too pumped full of fear and corporate product placements
I’ll speak and I’ll bitch
I know what to say, how to say it
Who to offend
All of this censorship, is just child’s play
I just come from
A long list of commentators
Fuck this society, it is time to rebuild
Rebuild, the heart and the soul

I don’t want to be liked
If it means that I’ll have to be squeaky clean and pretty
I’d rather be hated for what I bleed

Love is corrupt
And so I must whore myself out
It is expected, when you are gay
When you are jaded, or lonesome
When you have too much time on your hands
When you let other people tell you what to do
When you are angry, when you are sad
When you are fucked up, had too much to take in
When you are wilful and adventurous
When you want to be loved
When you want to love
It is expected when you are degenerate
I am not saddened, by what is expected of me
I am delighted
That these expectations come my way

Thank you
For thinking of me

Have a nice day

-Jon Powder-