a post-american poet

Cody Cleen had set the bar with cunning degenerate sarcasm in the sleazy Rock circuit. an ego that has no limit, a mouth that makes your mother cry, and songs that has the third world purging on nothing. Leaving this life on cheap whiskey, bad drugs, and unanswered prayers. He's out to get it all., when nobody's looking. Like it never even happened.

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“Hold me closely underwater, hold me tighter in the flames.”

-Cody Cleen

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Red Stripe is good beer.

[codycleen]

5 posts!

The world is mine!

I will not share

You can have the moon

But it must stay right there.

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“Beware

of

those

who

have

nothing

left

to

lose.”

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How did we know?

That the world would end like this.

Spiral out of control.

The wishing well we piss.

In lust we still remember.

Floor fucks and two worded fights.

It’s already December,

A year ago you left that night.

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“It’s all fun and games till someone has to get buttfucked.”

-Cody Cleen

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Break, or be broken.

It’s okay. Just a man.

Stark raving mad.

In a hole, or a moat, killing them,

Sink or float. Just like the dancing clown said to the kids.

Over and out, shame on you, been down for days, for a week or two, shut up and pout, yes it’s you, full of doubt, Christian or Jew?

I’m on my way to nowhere fast.

No checks or money orders, only cash.

In old tombs running in the past.

I stay up way too late.

Only fans and gypsy fate

Lovage thru the hate is hate is hate is hate. I spit thru it into your face.

Fuck me like you hate me.

Of course I will, just make me wanna fuck you meaner.

Miss Demeaner.

I’ve got bite marks all over my dock.

Play me a fiddle song.

You bite too hard you fucking bitch.

Leaving is like loving a big cock.

Shoot you up and fuck your butt.

Midgets and fat chicks in the XBox live

The mind is a terrible thing to taste sometimes

At times I get high and I just don’t realize.

The madder we get is harming Alice,

360* degrees in a loop under everything.

How far will we actually fucking go?

Cum Dumb Fuckhouse the fucking Shit Show.

Sing Sing Sing me to sleep.

Nothing to run on. Fresh out of disease

Killing me centsly it’s harder than hades

I’m the depth of my sparrowness.

Die Flying.

Cumquats.

Did you see the shit show?

I stopped buying those tall tales months ago.

I’m all out of options. Strait outta dough.

I’m dusty, frusty, need some oil rusty.

I’m fucked up on iodide, proclaimed myself the king

Shrug me bug me then come mouth hug me.

Silence is brilliance if you can take a hint.

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I’ve dreamt of you so many times, that you are fading from reality.

How to fight this simple song and all that could come with it?

Crashing the doorways of the ball and chain locked and loaded on me.

Reverend Fairytale, please sing me to sleep, and trust that I’ve got everything.

Did this house strike a match to itself?

Can we all fit into crowded mass?

Will the streets in the ghetto bring out the killers, execute everyone in sight?

Hardly known,

Never shown,

When in Texas…

Best Buy a fucking gun.

After the sun has sunk

Everyone has gone to bed.

Remember that we still remember.

It will never go away.

Races thru your mind forever

Burning a trail thru you’re brain.

Hopeless I’m running on nothing

Im only trying to breathe.

It’s getting hard as hell to fill these lungs.

Im sorry if I do not agree.

-Cody Cleen2023

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It's my 2 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳