Break(Brake) Beats...

Break(Brake) Beats...

A Poem by E.H. Monroe

many flows, many lows, many hos.


Break beats.


Dance a tepid tango on the fire escapes of Traumaville

Set fire to icicles and drip dry the abominable abortions of snow white sleep

Seven dwarven drawings driven to defeat by the eraser of the unimaginative


Bum…CHA CHA bum..CHA


Beats like windmilling worms on cardboard stages

Beats like two radioactive steel wheels slicing metaphors like smiling similes

Similarly symmetrical,

Bending records watching the beat movement is cyclical

Getting lost in 4, 8, and 16’s


Watch the s**t go round and round STOP

Champion lyrics go pound for pound STOP

Heat seeking words go air to ground STOP

And all that’s left is sound to sound



Bum…CHA CHA bum..CHA


Beats for days like child abuse victims (OHHH no you didn’t!)

F**k it, yes I did

Tests is positive like HIV symptoms ( OHHH no he didn’t!)

Yes I did, so f**k it

We hard against the current like Japanese swimmers (OHHHH Too soon baby, too soon)

But what is the power of word if it’s weak against the ear drums and hums sickly like stuttered whispers

In a world where street prophets are painfully unappreciated

Dipped in the furnaces of the soul

Unroll onomatopoetics and listen to the written word

Who needs music?

When the mind is in rewind

Keep fingers snapping and jazz keep the time like…


Bum…CHA CHA bum..CHA

© 2011 E.H. Monroe

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Preaching with fingers all fucked up and twisted, pointing at the sun in your tin foil helmet asking the masses to shhhhhhh....listen for a second, "do you hear that", its the sound of God vomiting from a drinking binge he was on for the last million years and you, are one of the chunks, sprung from a twice tasted vienna sausage to challenge all context and wrap it in cellophane, there are no surprises....only what is. You tell what is as good as anyone...rhythmic lessons to comb your hair by. Loved it.

Posted 7 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


You are drenched in talent. Jesus.
Thank you.

Posted 6 Years Ago

Reads like dub, Drum and Bass, and acid jazz remixed into English. Excellent use of polyrhythm and phrasing (and parentheses).

No, its never "too soon".

Posted 7 Years Ago

A fantastic lesson everyone should pull their head's outta their asses and listen to, told in your tried and tested fashion.

Posted 7 Years Ago

Sublime! Astounding work, but then I have come to expect that from you lol Beautifully structured and BAM! What a hit....keep our timing......scream it out, this is inviting and exorcising!

Posted 7 Years Ago

The poem amazes, even in the way it sounds when reciting. It feels like the language is elevated on the whole new level here. Very exciting and unique. Thank you.

Posted 7 Years Ago

This was painfully excellent! Amazing work. Love the beat and flow. I always like when you go "there" cause it's fun to imagine the reaction people have to hearing/reading this work. Love to pull tigers' tails!

Posted 7 Years Ago

I'm feelin' the lights dimmed down low, the gravely sound of the voice carrying out through the hushed crowd, ears perked listening to the words of wonder in this piece. The lows are low and drenched with the truth of the underworld, screams from a forgotten place and time. You bathe us in caramel thick emotion and imagery the likes of looking through that window packed with years of grime but having to look for fear that if we don't our souls will no longer be the same. Nice work here, my friend.

Posted 7 Years Ago

Hahaha. Ohhh too soon, no he didnt!

funny stuff. I love it.

Posted 7 Years Ago

I've missed this!!
Loved every last bit of it!!!
Sick lyric Monroe!!!
Loved it!


Posted 7 Years Ago

This is blunt and to the point. Filled with truth and a little bit of anger which is what have been feeling lately mixed with a whole lot of aggravation and frustration for many reasons. This is clearly stated and yells profoundly to the sleeping masses. The last half of this I really felt and loved reading. Stated like the true Monroesters you are. I need to read this/feel this today for it hit home.

Posted 7 Years Ago

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Added on March 25, 2011
Last Updated on March 25, 2011


E.H. Monroe
E.H. Monroe

hate your f*****g guts, NJ

S**t eating fuckbag of the crapocalypse. Dystopian Bard and general word rapist. like me here, and i'll kiss you on the face.. Its here .. more..


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