I am essentially a god to this beat, strife tweets out in need, desire wrapped around a tree trunk, my trunk sunk its teeth in a liars quick treat, snap drip slick teet, milky white eat it up slurp it up be fleeced, be sheep upon a spoon, handhelds in a spooning position, before your sink hole grave threats mired in stink, wait that vernacular reeks of particular grief, give it here re-order it no longer s**t-tier, oh dear did I break it your simplistic lines with my accentuating rhymes? buried deep at the hilt not sword playing on stilts, little boy toy for she, but me I barely fit briefs, i'll be brief as I articulate the accentuation I mentioned before, in store a tall order to add gore blood and smoldering folders upon desk, whisked away from stress, they gave it away to me they souls for rent, heady checks in the mail oh yes I forgot to weave tales of devious soles bent in bottoms of holes, they spent whole centuries passing around nickel and dime threats, ascend mighty head of army beckons sways and gets ready for the bet, against the swarming party of diseased red, all I see is red as insatiably inflammatory distractions inhabit the imaginary gullibility of dead children, instability begets fled dealings as the incriminatory history of obligatory obliteration forgets orgys of devastation mandated by heavens festering imagination wrought with flowers from a station, far away a stage set in burning places, can't get away from it this rage churning and tearing me into pieces, bit by bit a glass figurine stationed at the brink of conflagration
I almost envy that glass figurine, nay positively want to be it, nay nay am it in part. Anything to feel more alive. To be fixed in a poem would be something! Esp one that works up such a word tumble. Like the slip slidey words and tricks. Your lines might be great voiced and accompanied by slow dark music.
Posted 7 Years Ago
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7 Years Ago
You and I, both, I am afraid the ability to slip between the blank spaces is best left to the words .. read moreYou and I, both, I am afraid the ability to slip between the blank spaces is best left to the words themselves... I write most everything to music and beats, so keen catch. Glad you enjoyed it, thanks for the thoughts.
Your style is fresh and mesmerizing to the audience. Don't forget to ascend high and keep your feet grounded in the order of humbleness. You are on your way...:)........
Posted 7 Years Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
7 Years Ago
You truly humble me with your words, and yet inspire me to burn freely as well... Thank you for the .. read moreYou truly humble me with your words, and yet inspire me to burn freely as well... Thank you for the kindness...
I thought SLAM and being under a baby-spot... Would like to see it performed by you with all the tones and gesticulation.
Posted 7 Years Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
7 Years Ago
Heh, well thank you, that would certainly be something... Good thing I write everything to a beat or.. read moreHeh, well thank you, that would certainly be something... Good thing I write everything to a beat or accompanied by an instrumental...
I almost envy that glass figurine, nay positively want to be it, nay nay am it in part. Anything to feel more alive. To be fixed in a poem would be something! Esp one that works up such a word tumble. Like the slip slidey words and tricks. Your lines might be great voiced and accompanied by slow dark music.
Posted 7 Years Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
7 Years Ago
You and I, both, I am afraid the ability to slip between the blank spaces is best left to the words .. read moreYou and I, both, I am afraid the ability to slip between the blank spaces is best left to the words themselves... I write most everything to music and beats, so keen catch. Glad you enjoyed it, thanks for the thoughts.