Random Stuff 4
 

A glass lamp, reflecting the passing of an ash infested landscape,
burden of a baron bash'er billowing a million man rape flyer from a fan base
wired to the mandate dire sire sand bank requiring tired and chained,
band aid over a broken I, will escape the cloak of mind,
and fan the flame provoking smoke attire, spinning in the course of life.
Who's Grinning as the folk supply a common goal to mine their own a diamond,
with poltergeist guidance, and a slave hand hidden in napoleons left breast coat fresco.
chilling with the less than perfect, i equal out an average and guess the verdict
with an axis adjacent to the slash of my blade
and the hilt is milk that spilled when hacking the face,
chainsaw massacre magic display,
sit back or the acids will splash on your face,
and the gallery fades with a spasmic detachment from actions and pain.
Plasmic plastic pallet parades planning passive power pouncing prowling,
perusing post papers, plucking pages politely paws pivot,
pondering possible painting picks.. posturing.. pacing.. positive plausible,
primitive predators patience pays, paving progress playing peace's profitable.

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Without the water a drizzle of conscious imagery
gauntlets clutch the crunching garbage busting
daunting honest coming you can see it, two one three six.
Extra release, connecting a beast adjacent to farmer market sales equation
Third for free, versions neat as virgin meat, squeak your sermon, preacher
eat your worth and cough it, soften your knowledge and jump into something new
the gums renew the morning seed, suckle chew till torn a cheek,
chuckle, few could afford the fee that adorns the t,
more the beef the better, but save some for butter because this bread is leather,
father i don't want to watch the flesh settle.

Plasmic plastic pallet parades planning passive power pouncing prowling,
perusing post papers, plucking pages politely paws pivot,
pondering possible painting picks.. posturing.. pacing.. positive plausible,
primitive predators patience pays, paving progress playing peace's profitable.


This made no sense but props for making it all p's



Forced rhyming and random bars about randomness isn't going to get you far in the OM I suggest you write more specific stuff



Keep elevating though props

This sure is pretty random, there is alot of multi-syllable rhyming here and it is interesting to see how you made certain things work. Unfortunately the fact that non of it really made sense just sounded like the babblings of a pyschopath instead of anything else really, it does have a cool flow, there is some stuff I would work on though and that is making it make sense, anybody can just rhyme random words.

"Third for free, versions neat as virgin meat, squeak your sermon, preacher
eat your worth "

I thought that this was going to go somewhere and it kind of just fell flat, keep practicing and try to incorporate the rhyme scheme into a story or something next time.

@Mitch Lively as usual. This reminds me of myself experimenting back in the day - I hope that doesn't come off as self absorbed, because it's not meant to be. I used to love writing like this in a free stream of consciousness way.

with an axis adjacent to the slash of my blade
and the hilt is milk that spilled when hacking the face,
^This bar was dope. Nice snapshot.

Keep doing you