Thursday, March 24, 2011

I wanted to write a poem,,,,,,,,

its been a few yrs......


I wanted to write a poem

Show them a flow and

How words interwoven

as English laws are diminished and broken

Into shards, I yell “FINISH HIM” and rip them open

and hold them

in a headlock that’s deadlocked like old friends

With a spirit I cant control then

O……..M………..

G wiz Im mis quoting

Now my train is approaching

At a metrocard booth yet I stand holding a token

behind me I hear old men and other folks nem

Agitating provoking saying

THIS

MAKES

NOOOOOOOODAMN

SENSE

All I feel is AN INTENSE SHOCK AS I’M AWOKEN

rocked with a pain uncontrolling

like I trained in budoken

And my brain was still choking

suffering strain as if what im saying is misspoken

like im not chosen

As if I am joking and my words are not living as if they are golden

Oh please, give me sight upon sight Sword of OMEN

To see past the seas before seized by the omen

And demons that treasonous reason jus trollin

So I call out to Jesus, Allah, Zeus and Odin

To give them a scolding.

And after the roar all I heard shout, echo’ing w as

This

Makes

NODEMN

sense

………….scaning……………………..


fast forward to a spring far from Poland.

In a house with Samoans and a few Eskimo men

Arguing over who gets to put to coal on the snowman

Then it dawns for a moment that I don’t even know them

Or recall when they rolled in or how they got in my home man

A yellow flag on the play, false start and encroachment

So I search for some reason, some logic or coding

Bc im perched b’yond believing , how odd are these rodents

I snap out of this dream, have I exhausted this “OH-EN?”

THIS

MAKES

NODEMN

SENSE!

This isnt fun anymore, actually its quite BO-ring

Painful and loathing with lyrically no end

I should get a life? have I no one and no friends?

I’ll be pissing out characters, colons out my colon

Eww that’s pretty gross man. IM SORRY. Didn’t know-damn

When I started flowing and rolling like Conan

I had no plan and no clue how hell this was go end

Forget structure, fucks laws, I jus wanna write a poem…………….

But

THIS

MADE

NO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

DAMN…………….

HEEHEE!! =D

Cut my heart like a spade like an artical blade or a nautical wave that arcs over planes……..i’m done…..

Special thanks to E.P. @ http://herdiamondback.blogspot.com/ for reminding me how fun it is to play with words :)

2 comments:

M. said...

I enjoyed this one. Its been a long time...

Anonymous said...

Sir Charles may we have another please.