Saturday, June 28, 2008

June 28

I'm moving out
hear the walls talk about
what alls gone down
and how I'll miss this house
and the phantoms of the past
tip the hourglass
I remember past laughs had
and even the bad
I roll up the sleeping bag
and pack the last
of my crap into the back...
draw my name in the sand
I can still smell the fresh paint
and th new fireplace
the stench a disgrace
the first couple days
I stand in the doorway
let the doorframe portray
hallucinations of yesterday
before it all fades to gray
and I'm moving on
though my presence is gone
the memories are strong
where I once belonged

June 27

Lines and lines
of pines and furs
through the winds and curves
of roadside work
I drive and drive
down I-90
steadily climbing
with Chris and Jilly beside me
the sun blazing
turning us tan from pasty
and whoopsy daisy
no working AC

(incomplete)

June 26

the disc takes off
like an unidentified object
spray some off
the mosquitoes are flossin'
my blood their Listerene
no thanks to West Nile and gangrene
I choose to spread bug cream
as well as sunscreen
it's a great day for folf
the game of frisbee golf
give Brandon and Justin a call
to come join us all
you know what I think
we all just need to breath
take a week and break free
from the drama and grief
just breath in fresh air
forget all your cares
sit on my porch in these chairs
and grow some chin hairs
stop and stare
my feet are moving
but I go nowhere

Thursday, June 26, 2008

June 25

the suns beams taste my shoulders
to colder times are long over
we step closer to make an order
in perfect formation like soldiers
I get a Briskett sandwhich
and go sit on the grass with
Natalie, Erika, and Chris
and we chat about random topics
trying to consider
where in Missoula to venture
and I'll go ahead and censor
the majority of the adventure
which was filled with carousel rides
mountainous hikes
sushi and rice
and Super Nintendo fights
and when the day was filled
we sat back and chilled
Chris and I and Jill
the sun slowly setting still
a cool summer breeze
pushes the leaves
brushes our knees
we fall asleep

P.S. line 19 has what is known as an alliteration, where multiple words that start with the same letter are used in succession.

June 24

"Sid, you and your hyphy life
filled with so much pain and strife
are like an addiction to my eyes and mind
through it all I always find
the man behind the rhymes
the one who makes it through hard times
your rhyming is inspiring
your music is true
it's a huge part of you
through everything you've done
you will come out number one
you are a true friend
one I will stay by until the very end
through the thick and the thin"
and as Chris finishes his sentence
I'm feeling over-complimented
we're in Spokane cruising Division
Chris is here for a summer visit
to understand Montana living
in beautiful Missoula city
and old friends unite
to reminisce on the good times
we've got but a short time
so let's have fun alright

P.S. The first fourteen bars are compliments of my best friend Chris.

June 23

Let me take a sum
of your day to discuss
this amazing crush
you the the judge of
what's not to love
though no victim of lust
she makes me blush
and she's earned my trust
she's gratuitous
in every fashion
I mean I'm collapsin'
every time she's passin'
not to be overdramatic
but by some fantastic magic
I'm completely entranced
just holding her hand
our toes in the sand
She acts like a fan
but she really understands
so glad to be hers
such a beautiful curse
these seem like juvenile words
but I've never learned
a more fitting verse

June 22

To my dissapointment
the realtors late
for a four o'clock appointment
all I can say is "great"
Fifteen minutes lapse
so I call and ask
"Where you at?"
and what they say makes me laugh
"Come down by the office
to pick up the key
sorry if it's a problem"
Are you kidding me?
but I go and scope the scene
and I'm very pleased
I do some things
then notice "Where's the key?"
Panic stricken
I mentally envision
everywhere I had visit
they might send me to prison
prepared for death
I retrace my steps
They'll have my head
oh, I left them at Jeff's...

June 21

Ever woke up like
looking superfly
thought "I should hide
until the night"
ever looked in the mirror
and the way you appeared
brought tears to your eye?
Here's my advice
when you walk the mall
and the girlies all
tall or small
want your balls
I'm bringing sexy back
its just a fact
girls are acting whack
to get in my pants
what else can I say
to explain my day
the most likely case
bay bay would like a taste
this day was delicious
the girls screamed Siditious
they wanted to get explicit
and they had my permission

June 20

"Dude not to be rude
but you're shopping for used poon"
Such is the tune
that echoes through the room
Aaron and Jake
bust out a take
we take a smoke break
then mix it up great
"Misses listen,
all I want for Christmas
is a little kitten
just a little kitten"
the subs are kickin'
the hi-hats tickin'
reverse cymbal transition
and that's when I'm spittin'
"Seriously
stress causes cancer
and it'll kill ya off faster
man it just aint the answer"
We got the tracks on lock
and no crackpot
could have other thoughts
it's hot

Friday, June 20, 2008

June 19

Panting, squeezing
sweating, screaming
God is there a reason
for these anti-digestive demons?
I got this disease
it starts with a 'D'
and I can't get relief
I just grit my teeth
I'm one butthurt sucka
eat one prune then another
when I come through take cover
it's a bottomless bummer
I'm whining and moanin'
is this my unholy atonement?
my backside is smokin'
my emotion is hopeless
doctor please
help this disease
if it fails to cease
my soul to keep
the paper reads
on June nineteeth
Sid Bostwick sleeps
may I rest in peace

Thursday, June 19, 2008

June 18

Don't wake me
I plan on sleeping in
please delay
your plans of creeping in
I've got caking
I'm in bed eating it
I gotta work today
though I'd rather be beating it
Aaron and Jake
are singing the Beatles
and saying something
about lesbian seagulls
don't call me evil
but I tried killing Aaron with Beano
it had the effect of a placebo
but on my nose it was lethal
and there's Kyle and his street cred
riding around on a mo-ped
I'm laughing 'til I'm beet red
and Kyles getting heated
It's not like I mean it at all
What a day, aye bay bay?
And I thought I had seen it all
a jay o dre would be okay

June 17

the sun rays play
bouncing every which way
it feels good to escape
dreary rainy days
today I'm worried 'bout nothin'
I depress the power button
so none can summon
brother, mother, or cousin
my mind is clear
the only sound I hear
is Jilly discussing careers
as I pull her near
a jay o' dre a day
that's the rule I obey
it keeps the doctor at bay
where I pray he stays
sorry to be vague
it you don't understand
let's just say
I feel like a hundred grand
emphatically ecstatic
so good I couldn't have planned it
my face is stuck like plastic
I wish this was everlasting

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

June 16

Testing connections
making corrections
Cameron's inspectin'
a specific section
the dynamic current
is perfectly working
but the phantom current
is raising concern
meanwhile the distressors
making some noise
it takes considerable effort
maintaining these toys
and I'm rolling up cords
of the xlr sort
it's better than testing them
for shorts...
I sit open mouthed
learning large amounts
about recording sound
and I'm proud
but now my brains fried
and that is why
the rhymes tonight
aren't so tight

June 15

I hand the christmas wrap
and a matching bag
to a certain chap
"Happy fathers day dad"
and he opens it he sees
a new Nintendo Wii
alongside Guitar Hero 3
and he was pleased
He rocked it out
without a doubt
computer generated crowds
shout out loud
It's gonna suck when he leaves
to Washington DC
leaving Allie and me
at least there's Jillibean
and it's for the best
I know it's for the best
take a load off your chest
take a breath
I'm still impressed
your heads above the rest
I've been so blessed
dad you're the best

Monday, June 16, 2008

June 14

I've got a lot on my plate
that I'm about to state
I'm basically irate
so listen to my case
in the presidential race
Barack is claiming change
Hilary's insane
and where is McCain?
the corporate slums
has got me bummed
feels like sitting on my thumb
It's dumb.
I'm behind on my life
of hyphy rhymes
it's hard to find time
with everything on my mind
and I'm gonna wine
until ten forty nine
when I can turn out the lights
and get high as a kite
under starry blue sky
right there beside
a beautiful, bright eyed
friend of mine

Friday the 13th

close your eyes and hide
stay inside and hide
the freaks come out tonight
and it's likely some might die
Jason's on the prowl
for some vain and stupid gals
probably to disembowel
on the night the werewolves howl
if your nails and lipgloss match
and they're both the color black
than you'll be safe for a fact
when Satan's army attacks
six six six
treats and tricks
it's all legit
on the night of the witch
voodoo stitches
and potion kitchens
the vampirically driven
are finger lickin'
and where is Siditious
in all of this grimness
now that's my business
less you're my victim

June 12

The following devices
should not be constructed
and my advice
is don't follow these instructions
but if you must
cuz you're not up to much
and youre a nasty cuss
than be the judge
all you need is icy hot
and just a drop
to blot the top
of a special spot
just squeeze a leak
on the toilet seat
those expecting relief
will scream in icy heat
and their personal business
will burn for a minute
but be on the defensive
or else you might get it
and this trick is legit
I know from experience
be careful where you sit
I'm serious

June 11

Ever had a dream
in a surreal scene
where polar extremes
meet?
I dream on the streets
a creep selling ice cream
sneaks by and suddenly
he's pulling out the seventeen
spraying the area
in suicide door chariot
the nefarious scheme
to bury us
and in the wake and ash,
piles of broken glass
one man still stands
without a single scratch
though bullet holes
pierce our hero's soul,
mold his expression cold
he still stands bold
and I wake with sweat
condensating my neck
doing my best
to remember what I dreamed

June 10

Sometimes when I wake up
I hit snooze
sometimes I bake up
a pop tart or two
brush a tooth
clean the room
put on new shoes
and then scoot
sometimes I skate
sometimes I spray paint
get baked and make
delicious musical waves
If stuff don't go
I don't care
my hands aren't always roped
with womens underwear
I roll with the flow
I just don't care
and those I know
share the feeling
sometimes I find it appealing
soothing and healing
staring at the cieling
of whatever building

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

June 9

I wake up amped
to place my hands on
some advanced song
recording mechanics
in such a trance
to expand on
getting hands on
cuz musics my passion
check the lyrical dancin'
better than iambic fashion
this is carefully captioned
for most satisfaction
cuz what ended up happenin'
I cleaned cables
but it was a bad ass chance
to make some peso's
sid bostwick
recording engineer
thats a pretty awesome
steer of career
sometime next year
I'll be turning the gears
flavoring ears
artist and engineer

June 8

the speaker is drowned
by the sound of the crowd
as my sister walks down
the aisle in purple gown
I take a minute
sit and reminisce
lil' sis graduating?
seems like she was just six
then we go and eat
I roll my eyes at Reade
who's playing Guitar Hero 3
in attempt to beat me
then I leave and meet
miss Jillibean
so we can go eat
and watch the big screen
something kung fu
with Panda's on shrooms
I don't have a clue
what they were trying to prove
but I know for a fact
I remember holding hands
with a cute little lass
and for what more can I ask?

June 7

From the second she arrives
at the store where I reside
our eyes collide
but she turns to the side
she's shy and surprised
she blushes and hides
she sneaks a peak I try
hard to stare at her eyes
"Can I get your number?"
I bumble and stutter
my heart flutters
as I mutter
I'd love to cover
her in cocoa butter
like a comforting butler
payed more than others
and as she leaves
she sneaks a peak
she reads as she eats
under heat of x-ray beams
but my mission
is accomplished
She promised
her digits.

(P.S.) Notice the change in rhyme pattern at the end of the poem for uncertain closure. 8-8-4-4. and I accentuate this effect with the change up in the final 4 bar stanza. If you are thinking in 'aaaa' rhmye scheme mentality, the final four represents 'deed'.

Saturday, June 7, 2008

June 6

I feel like I'm floating
suspended animation
her hands what I'm holding
at the feature presentation
Dont Mess with the Zohan
has me in trepidation
and not entirely complacent
with its blunt product placement
it seems I forgot what its like
to crush again
but all over again tonight
I fell in love again
My head dips and spins
as I get a goodnight kiss
I half stumble, half skip
back to my crib
Grinning shoulder to shoulder
I sleep like a boulder
In my dreams I hold her,
and compliments I told her
as I wake, I just smile
I would be in denial
to not try her for a while.
then I call Kyle

Friday, June 6, 2008

June 5

I feel calm
I feel cool
I feel strong
and it's true
Visibly
invincible
lyrical and
comprehendable
I don't have a care
a complain to express
It's almost unfair
like my life is the best
Jillian and I share
some cookies baked fresh
we don't even kiss
we're just friends
today she came in to visit
me on multiple trips
at my place of persistent
work in the kitchen
reflected in her eyes
is a depth that supplies
the tools for me to survive,
shes my kryptonite

Thursday, June 5, 2008

June 4

-You've got a new text message-
is the LCD screens confession
so I flip it open, then I press it and
my cellular phone makes the connection
"Hey man is it for real
you got a studio deal?"
I smile and feel
like a hundred mil
But insomnia and anxiety
are fighting me
and I'm dying compliantly
and finally I'm not blind to see
the beautiful hair
the beautiful faces
the beautiful girls
in all sorts of places
It's a beautiful world
and I feel vacant
Like I've lost patience
and thanks for God's greatness
stop and smell the roses
get yourself composed
some things can't be chosen
sometimes you can't fix the broken

June 3

I'm driving it's night
my minds on my life
cars lights passing by
I can feel the nerves in my eyes
and I'm tired of this
so I unclenched my fist
and slipped my grip
gave my fate to the wind
It's funny how fast
your neck snaps
when your thrown
out of the cab
through the glass
I can't feel my hands
I panic and gasp
I can't feel my hands
The doctor assures me
that I'll be just fine
they're gonna cure me
I won't die
I just wanna wake up
from chapter one
I'm over the break up
chapter two has begun

Wednesday, June 4, 2008

June 2

I hear the rhythm pounding
in the back of my mind
the sounds are surrounding
drowning, surmounting,
I'm not allowing this
There's electricity in my wrists
I can feel it in my fingertips
Everyone I've still got this
When one door closes
another one opens
this is my moment
of forward motion
It's a new world
with new girls
new burdens
and new hurdles
no curtain call
like Eminem
I'm standing tall
not feminine
rise and fall
is eminent
and these are all
my sentiments

Tuesday, June 3, 2008

June 1

Starting over
everythings new
picture a clover
with fresh morning dew
I've died and withered
sank back into soil
getting thinner and thinner
until I'm spoiled
I hit rock bottom
my brothers making cotton
I'm lost and
waiting to blossom
Now my uncommon problem
is paying the cost
to move to Boston
Denver or Compton
the seasons weather
is getting better
and I'm staying clever
writing and whatever
I will see clearly
once the rain starts clearing
it's gonna be a bright
bright sun shiny day

May 31

Upside down
turned around
my heart weighs about
a thousand pounds
I'm breaking down
in public crowds
gotta move on
just gotta move on
I know it's best
I have no regrets
on the bus she met
and sexed some deck
then kessed my lips
and shared his spit
I know it's sick
but I have to admit
someone that crazy
Isn't worth dating
definitely not chasing
you need some help baby
I'm thinking on paper
about my beloved traitor
I've been chewing on
the though like a Now and Later

Sunday, June 1, 2008

May 30

To my dismay as I awake
I notice the clouds are still gray
"This is gay" I complain
No offense to the gay persuasion
but it's been two days
since the break
and I've got a headache
with no reliever for the pain
and I know I confess
even if today isn't the best
there's no reason to be depressed
or to put a bullet in my chest
I've got some awesome friends
and some cereal left
and the thought of moving West
has sparked my interest
now it's off to Caesar land
for an eleven hour stand
with every pizza I snag
I'm thinking of a master plan
Me and Jake both get off early
then we get a little twirly
I'm searching for a girly
who won't leave my heart hurting

May 29

Please educate and explain
to settle my main membrane
how does "I love you babe"
translate to "I hate your face"?
it seems very strange
my life is rearranged
and judging by this pain
I know it's time to walk away
I've got a burning choice
at this turning point
feeling like a toy
listening for a discerning voice
I can't believe she pulled that stunt
because it was that time of month
I feel like throwing up
like someone punched me in the gut
I'm planning a move
back to the roots
planning to scoot soon
before the end of June
gotta clear my mind
gotta find a dime
to help me unwind
what's the price?

May 28

I catch a breath
of fresh air
collect what's left
of my debonair
stretched to death
in freshly pressed
work dress
I'm a mess of stress
My uncommon problem
is weighing my options
to live in Missoula or Boston
Texas or Compton
I feel I should chill
before the stress kills
I still don't have a will
for my dollar bill
please educate and explain
why it has to be this way
either fate has pain
but I love you babe
and as long as we stay
in love it'll be okay
just don't drift away
please don't drift away