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:
I enjoyed this one. Its been a long time...
Sir Charles may we have another please.
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