BLACK. HEARTBEAT.
 

time has

drawn to a close. clock-handed palmful of roses
like those love-me-not petals how hearts so often unfold
the world i write is mine alone like Oliver Stone
scars obscure in daylight but in darkness they glow
snarekick symphony soul, our sampled records of old
god's pulse is but a metronome of x's and o's
mosaic memory mold mechanic marriage of motion
and whatever left me here when all my friends overdosed
magnetic met with explosives, bombtick seconds to blow
jetlagged and dopesick. veindrop bled into coach
backburn ready to roast. our home, this wretched upholstery
you read Tolstoy like your truth lay in the letters of ghosts
hardcover hare krishna. repetition refocused
barefooted lotus pose in 7 inches of snow
silken robe, our idols carved in marble, frozen in place
we've all had dreams our better halves have stolen away
barbed wire in our pillow cases. nobody's safe
tethered to our obligations floating in space
bought myself a mossberg, made a home on the range
you're not insane. you're just alone and afraid.
please join me in prayer
lord
can you hear me speak?

We were


together apart. you were forever in my heart
with my dry twine you were tethered from the start
a lonely vendor. empty my cart
these empty staircases provide no sentimental spark
the hell of cancer. the smell of laquer
to this day i couldn't tell you what i was going after
death is coming whether it's slow or faster
Tolstoy idolatry-- my only master
ripped up my tapestry so it's tattered
tell me if it's time to go. i'd rather
decay endlessly. or shun the universe and display entropy
i thought today was the day. you'd never say when it'd be
a million legs but i'm the same centipede
a million gallons but i'm the same. empty me
i'm insane and a smaller version of myself. measure me
a circle with no radius. center me
you made me a better version of myself than i'd ever be
but now you're dearly departed. clearly a martyr
shutting your eyes because you fear what we started
and they all say that i'm queer. i'm an artist
burning the incense in my cold study
and counting the times that i told you you're lovely
nowadays the puddle of my life has become muddy
my vices are ugly. my life is now nothing

^^Idiot..

This was raw Black, I'll give you feed when I'm off my phone yeah

why pharaoh in here posting dookie though?

it's not bad.

Loved this piece, imagery and vocabulary stood out the most. The opener set the stage beautifully and you continued to kind of go down this rabbit hole until the very end. Read more like spoken word than hip hop and i loved that aspect of it. Good drop!

love all the piece

posting

my fave

silken robe, our idols carved in marble, frozen in place
we've all had dreams our better halves have stolen away
barbed wire in our pillow cases. nobody's safe
tethered to our obligations floating in space
bought myself a mossberg, made a home on the range
you're not insane. you're just alone and afraid.

Yes sir. Quality as always.

This was beautifully written but you probably already know that. Just wanted to highlight what stood out to me the most. Thanks for sharing.

Deadman bringing the fire...but Pharoah what are you doing??? Bro, if your feeling inspired, start another thread...feel me homeboy?

Seriously Black...That's just raw.

From top to bottom, just great man.

Stay you.

Enjoyed your piece a lot as well. It's personal and cuts deep, can relate to a few of the things you're touching on, great choice of metaphors and imagery to create that emotional image of desperation. "you read Tolstoy like your truth lay in the letters of ghosts", this shit in particular hits hard on how tough it is to deal with a person with unrealistic expectations. I might be reading/understanding it wrong cus I a few tokes a little while ago, but that's what I got out of it and thought it was pretty clever.

Like a previous poster said about this couplet; it's dope af. The cadence on point and a joy to read:
silken robe, our idols carved in marble, frozen in place
we've all had dreams our better halves have stolen away

Good fucking shit.