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Old 02-20-2013, 10:13 PM   #21
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Default Symphony Concert

I'm a beggar of orchestral concert symphony
salvaging arbitrary tremors of afterthought
in the second balcony, forty-second row
nose bleeding, I occupy
comfortably
a proud oak chair.

Blacklisted above
muffled violin palpitations and
insipid pulls of rhythmic murmur
I begin to fold my concert program
seven times.

The Woodwinds dispatch a hum-drum
of empty spectacle
dog fighting
the hollow sorties of paper airplanes
raining down from the second balcony,
forty-second row.
Launched with the technology
of my velcro shoe.

The Strings respond
one octave lower, pitched
in stealth formation. Forcing a drop zone
to dissident sound gardens of
predatory hummingbirds.
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Old 02-22-2013, 08:19 PM   #22
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Default Book of Daniel

I saw the sky churning as oceans of ashes
Turning down rays of fire, fallout & flashes
Burning up the night, kissing noble November
Mixing the air with embers, opals, & splendors
Exhaled from the heaven as pyroclastic flow
To earth, blasting arrows with strong tip bows

I got down on my knees, hands spread apart
Beseeching God, believing he sees only hearts
And if I am worthy, spare me not any concern
I have children, they wouldn't be ready to burn
I closed my eyes, perceiving a centurion sky
Wrapping my mind against seven billion cries

I saw,

Ten thousand angels playing Chutes & Ladders
With tools of harvest to tear truth from answers
I saw all World powers raise up skeleton armies
Behaving odd against a coming elephant tsunami
Humanity running against the Host of Heaven
Soaking up blood in the body fields of tension
I saw Napoleon in front riding with a battle flag
And Alexander in red planing amplitude in rags
Following them were one hundred million soldiers
Waging to circle a tree called Life, to mow it over

The branches were thick trunks of Lebanon cedar
At the base, a colossal end with a genuine reaper
The sky furnace above waxed hot, torching like hell
The tree went up in flames and the armies swelled
The air was a thick cloud of chromatic volcano
I blinked my eyes finally and behold the inferno!

I saw,

One hundred million necks hang from the Great Tree
Dangling in the dense wind, swaying like quaint leaves
A million silhouettes peppered the skyline like salt licks
Collecting ash and scorch, limed with motor and brick
All at once I heard the collective all cry out, gasping
A last full measure asking mercy for trespassing

A few moments later,

I looked at both my hands, lifting my head high
Giving praise to God that he let me be left alive
I spit dirt and ash out, smacking my lips in thirst
I vow to repent and to live within the scriptures
I buttoned up my coat, tonight a hot wind grows
Protecting me against the infinite day of hot coals....
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Old 06-08-2013, 01:02 PM   #23
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Default Prove Yourself

[intro -spoken word]
Look, if you had one shot, or one opportunity
To learn everything YAH ever allowed, one truth
Would you humble down, and serve him only ?
Yo

[verse 1]
YAH's Laws are hardy, aren't hard, cause' our tardy
There's conflict on our hearts already, all-beat petty
Lip service, in the churches just flaws and envy
To rob moms, but they keep on professing
What YAH spoke aloud, His scroll clouds those so proud!
They loosen His clout, but the terms don't come out
They envokin' dolls? Everybody's strokin' Baal
They mock some now, climb up lower, down!
Snap back to humility -oh there goes blasphemy
Oh-there goes Sabbath, we joked
We so mad, but we don't
give up that weekly nope, we don't grasp it
behold, his soul snaps to seize hopes
She won't answer, they joke
YAH knows that, but we broke
Peoples pageant, be lows
When we grow back to His noble road, that's when it's
Back to the map again yo, His whole strategy
We better go answer this omen and hope it won't examine

[hook]
We better prove our self to YAHUWAH, Him only
We know it, you better never let it slow
You only got one lot, do not miss our chance to grow
This opportunity runs rungs in a lifetime

[verse 2]
Our soul's awaking through His pull that is staging
This world is YAH's for the shaking
Take knee kings, YAHSHUA's sword a new whirled boarder
A worldly life is snoring; YAHUWAH's horsemen
Close to told them, they slowly wove armor
Phonies sow dollars, we grow, they all colder
Thieves go in all rotten, posed to host woes
Be known as the gold joker
Moldy roads, YAH only knows
The Lone father's son shown, we know proper
Our foes stone and rarely shows his own slaughter
But hold your loathe cause here goes the Yolked Solver
These toads don't want Him OH WOE, be bold conduct
They seduced on to the next Joe who's froze
We know those and pulled dogma, so the Pope Allah
Is told, it unloads, I oppose the cajoled, martyr
But the deceit shows con : da-da-dum da-dum

[hook]

[verse 3]
No more shame, I'mma engage what you call age
Tear this brother judging Zeus off like truth box staged
I was prayin' in the sin sinning, the rude all changed
I've been wooed up and tripped out and fooled off page
But I wept fighting and accept light in the best designer
Best believe everybody's obeying the denied writer
All the rain implied terrified by the
Fact that YAH's hand set high with eyes alive to
Lies that we can't survive the night fight of
Strife for lies randomly, cause man, these hot scams
Skewed facts don't dry brighter, and there's no beauty
There's no July Caesar, this is high strife
And these times are so hot, and it's sitting even hotter
Tryin' to leave and honor my believe trust, teacher-father
Caught up between being a martyr and an Americana
Baby Obama mantra, scheming on Hebrews and too much for me to wanna
Obey in some slot, another scam or not
Has sodden me to the point, I'm like a fail I've got
To calculate a stop, or rend up in wail or rot
Israel is my only brother running doctrine, Gentile's not
YAH I love you but this stranger gots to know
I cannot grow soul in Pagan's plot
So here I go it's my trot. Abba I will fail you not
YAHUWAH is THEE only opportunity that we got

[hook]

[outro -spoken word]
You can do anything YAHUWAH wills you to do man
No weapon formed against you shall prosper
The sole duty of man, it's a reasonable service
Serve YAHUWAH in spirit and in truth
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Old 06-08-2013, 01:05 PM   #24
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Default Candy Cigarette

A memoir for the down trodden, to the ill forgotten:
Drift a mile in worn hauls, become her problems
Be the barefooted strange girl on a cruise ship
Apple bottom, candy cigarette, her nude lips
Shirt soaked suction tight, clung to perfect body
Provoking your silent awakening, pop a molly
Sail. Over a full moon glowing underwater
Below a sky befallen, darkened for the hour
Floating November misery in seas of lemon light
Swallowing the sun because it stolen the night
Be you. Changed to never trust yourself
Because a mile in you will never trust yourself
Don't judge her, until you lived her book
The cover is girl, and the material is rook
Be you girl interrupted. All pumped full of lead
Swimming with sharks in her head
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Old 07-04-2013, 12:00 AM   #25
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Default Stand Up to Hunger

The large banner above read:
"Stand Up To Hunger"
or some shit like that
stitched with corporate logos
reminding you continually
of who puts on for 'your' city
CNN, Twitter, Visa, Kraft
and on and on, the usual...
it hung in view of thousands
of young-20-somethings mostly
whom all were a proposed solution
the "now or never generation", "the future"
Stand Up To Hunger
the buzz word or whatever

Below, on the stage
a familiar speech popped off,
a Maybe-It's-Maybelline girl
speaking on behalf of greater interests
something about taking an implant
to fix hunger, or some shit like that
something like it's painless
the future of tomorrow, today
or whatever it was
I could hardly hear or see her though
the electrified spasm of humanity
all in front of me, behind, to the left
to the right, on top, on the bottom
all over the place
BUZZED...

Smart phones, tablets and tech.
positioning for their facebook picture
a chance to be judged worthy
or whatever the fuck
in sight of their consummate queen
to demonstrate high value
or some shit like that

Meanwhile, the speech grew
the show ramped up
celebrities appeared
Lady Gaga with strange
triangles above her head
Bill and Linda Gates with
bizarre hand gestures
malnourished Asians came too
skinny pawns next to the fat queen
like advertisements
like space monkeys
like que-cards

Hunger was the problem
like a boogeyman in the desert
spectacle was the reaction
like the hit on the twin towers
it was all there...hanging
Boeing, CBS, Exxon, T-mobile
on and on...on that banner
"Stand Up To Hunger"
the implant was the solution
like all the people cried for
saying, "lest we too starve"

The speech was delivered, hard
the final solution sold in dazzles
establishing the crowd as a trend
going viral for the cure, view counts
the new standard in world community
chipped, relevant and all flabbergasted
the majority was in obscurity
and the devil was in the details

Still, yet

Above them stretched out, unabated
over the sea of expendability
over the flock of free-range chickens
Hanging with certainty, with all assiduity
that large banner with its colossal resources
on that day...
did not give one fuck
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Old 07-04-2013, 12:15 AM   #26
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Default Stairways

I will not settle for your story
of how your life was on my line
written with blood in ocean waters
grafted in some infested impromptu
acting the prettier, casted from script
that is not me, no
so, what's the depth of your superficiality ?

It's pumped full of malleable lead, melted down
and tossed as chum to white sharks
into black isles, swimming in deep water
give it up, game is over. why go on
just because the plot said so ?
if yes, be taken alive by them

But not before I tell you a truth
I got a nastier serpents to defile
and I'm not the real enemy, woman
so please hold my hand and
feel my pulse, explore it, unite
sing songs, kiss, terry all night
do all that, until you will hearken my voice
and trace it up the highest stairway
and ring it and toll it and bellow it 360
memorize its path and wail against kingdoms
only then will your back turn 180
against the playwright as written
in your heart, as in your mind
back to the flesh, away from Spirit
like a dog back to her vomit

Let me speak, stay with me
I demand to tell you my story
fore now my mind burns colors,
like solar flairs exciting warning bells
collapsing on the precipitous of world war
I'm the Yahweh soldier against shine
and I don't apologize for it
or replace that with
your sin
your board walk unto destruction
its twists and turns
its temptation to fornicate unceasingly
on the scarlet back dress of the great whore

You can only drink from one cup
drink from the living waters
go up that stairway you once climbed
and bathe and hold up the golden brim
and spill its truth down your breasts
down your hips, dripping down to the
small of your back pivot
down to your calfs
to your heel

only then can you leave foot prints
and evidence of the encounter
come down to me again
give in to the mystery
as it will be as our witness
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Old 07-04-2013, 12:20 AM   #27
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Default Sleep Giants

As a kid I had thoughts
about sleeping giants
and thick green leafy stalks

I wondered a lot too
as a teenager kid
thought maybe, perhaps I
could climb atop one too
wake them up, to talk things
ask them knowledge and such
how they felt about me
becoming a giant too

as a grown up big kid
I gave up and walked
off to safer places
and that was that, of course
I was too old to dream

as a very old kid
my walking cane agreed
until the clouds parted
and out came two pillars
of heavy nimbleness
up I went to a court
of rumbling giants

they were the sleeping greats
so I thought at least then
the truth, they soon told me
was that I slept on them
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Old 07-30-2013, 12:19 AM   #28
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Default Twisted Sisters

This is where I stand a Genius, a black hole
In a Forest, a photo image and I was front row
Black and white blotched my souls epicenter
And so it goes, leaving no holes to remember
And that's what it is, no grey, no color
No clich├ęs, nor green shoots coming together
Amongst a Forest, planted in a time forgotten
In some shade of Nostalgia, brisk, hollow, rotten
Amongst Aged trees- skinny twisted little sisters
Unbelievably skittish with their devilish whiskers
I stand. I withstood. Bare and demanding
In this Ever-Wood

And under my shoes a river ran, glittered
Wedged in fiddled and frantic and fevered
A black road, an Auto Way of introspection
A sway of Rococo Flats dealing out life's lessons
I simply am, so dew collected, damping two eyes
Masking fear, hiding it, so it was OK to cry
And I did, tearing salted apathy, whisking away
Flushing out toxicity, tar, and with it, energy
What was left was the Past of Present peace
And a Present of one Future setting True East
Just me and the Road, unceasing to say the least
On it went, down the bend, and down more
It's end was my beginning, rising with storms

I am, so my blood was Red, and my intent Clear
Not in a dream, no, an Event Horizon, drawing near
I saw in the setting sun; everything about me
It was fleeing, unplugging to excite another corner
In another place, smothering over New World Orders
With it went my flaws, ambitions and glaring cares
Replaced by perfection declared by fear and flairs
It's aura of isotopes flickered out, and since fell back
In its absence a Shadow grows, and sick stars react
On the other side of the world, upside down, no difference
The Sun rose to routine, holding up its coexistence

Soon, a nature hardly appreciated appeared
A great depression loomed by eerie years
She is dark and deary and weeps in tears
She knew I was naked and needed a moonlight bath
Cold and pale, washing away my Sun burnt wrath
Now that she had me she said I was Genius
That being a Sun kid seemed to be so meaningless
Her depressive nature was a key to my lock
Key to reflecting and application to all ticking clocks

I then accepted my dismal existence
Happy to posses the tools of creation
And I painted with the brush strokes
Every little piece and fragment of life
So that even in my despair and darkness
A moment of pure light could be seen
And that never again will the ebb and flow
Of natures biology dictate the recess
of my mind

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Old 07-30-2013, 01:17 AM   #29
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Default Dear Dr. Seuss

Dear Dr. Seuss,

I slit my wrist today to sip up the poison
It's my choice with veins this noisy again
In there, a choir of voices all sung in tune
Their faces were bloody, drawn as color cartoons
My better judgment laid back despite my absence
Whatever I say, blame it on my stab wounds since
I'm sick but healthy, somewhat odd and deranged
That's why I write you, never mind the bloody stains

Anyhow, what's up man ? I read Go Dog GO today
A masterpiece work, full throttle all the away
Took awhile but I finished it easy enough
It shook me up, but not like that Grinch stuff
And what's with the Grinch anyhow ? Pure evil
Essentially it alludes toward a sappy people
And I can't miss the changes that occupy his mind
Too sloppy and stressful against Christmas chimes
My ears bleed out to bells storming as missiles
Because Horton Hears A Who and sea shells whistle ?
Why Dr. Seuss, why ? I get you but hot damn
We need to talk soon to correct this jelly jam

Anyhow, I've been cleaning out my library
Burning all your books that I hide and carry
Making room for my own looks, in the new style
I became book sick reading you after awhile
You don't know me Seuss like that, in fact
Don't confuse me with some random stray kats
I sew needles to my eyes and recite inner rhymes
Finding time to study between your beginner lines
Green Eggs be dammed if Sam I am is that picky
Wishing that Ham came on demand but more quickly
I find meaning where kids only rewind with laughter
Your books sway and last in my mind after each chapter
Shakespeare shit Romeo and you spit Go Dog Go
So I pencil out Juliet and give us the cameo

Damn dude!

I just noticed something horribly Seuss
I am not joking, I'm notably wearing a noose
The child in my mind has just spit up his food
In an instant too, brain now cold and chewed
Blood boiling, spilling over digested soup
It' sick Seuss, skull cap pushing out poop
My eyes roll around, flickering outside-in
Eew! Illustrating in one sickening skeleton
These pupils, so crossed by blood shot veins
Cool story bro ? That's why I wear these shades

I'm over slammed with Green Eggs and Ham
I liked them, but understand I cannot be Sam
So get fuct Dr. Seuss with your Cat in the Hat
Your Words cluck sir; ABCs musing as acrobats
You say one fish, two fish, red fish on a round dish
I say finish a complete sentence not somehow childish
But you can't, you wrote to our National Pastime
When Coke was new and kids held dimes in lunch lines
You do have talent; astonishing when candle lit
Dim, I lend it to the paper in which I shit
And a million pens ink over spots yet printed
Yet you leak blotches on paper and still get minted
But you're now prey and I remain the predator
Yesterday was your day, today I mail this letter
Hit me back bro, we got to coloab soon
If not I promise to stab and go mad with doom

Sincerely,

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Default Fly Paper

Meet in the middle of the air, seek me out in clouds
I ladder your vocal stairs and believe in miracles now
Speak to me in a color never broken with language
See if we read together, climbing over spoken pages
Tell me to lift higher to touch your metallic voice
Let it rivet gold in me, bust up this dynamic noise
Give a reason, and I will. Give me your dirty secrets
Lie too, I'll believe it...soon we will fly in acid reflex
I'm standing tall now, in defiance of my human sense
Rising while you search me out, in skies of turbulence
Drink from my lips and decide what feather its of
Fill your soul, let some spill. Your doing down now
Spit some out in colorful trill, your going down now
Meet in the middle of the air, seek me out in doubt
Ladder my vocal stares, couldn't be miracles without
Color me black again, and I will seek you later
Going down now, and I'll make you feel real bad
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Default Golden Pendulum

The golden pendulum swung. In my ear drum. Dunn Dun Dun Dunn. Ugh, I hear dumb. Got my mind, um, up motion slumps. So odd how locomotion adrenalin comes. Gentlemen I'm trembling. Ibuprofen then ? Numbs my whole endorphins some. In ocean of neurons swimming fuct. Now time is frozen. Oh look; there goes a bottle-nosed dolphin, sunk. Pumped full of bone-marrow lead. Meddling. Peddling. E.T. phone home. When ? I begging. Unsettling on the bottom of an insomniac bed. A maniac, I Drive my inner man to the Adirondacks with a picnic basket. Contemplate dinner and put lipstick on this chick who's plastic. Close my eyes and gallop back when the pendulum swung. An acid Dunn Dun Dun Dunn. I can't feel my tongue. It's the golden pendulum kettledrum and I'm not welcomed in.
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Default Face Like the Sun

Going back. At last.

So you dig.
Dig for justification.
Dig for validation, understanding.
Digging to fill new wholes
With old dirt.
Digging for truth.

As fast as the shovel pivots
As fast as you can bear the exposure
Of how things really happened
Not how you interpret them now
But rather, of a downward momentum
Not just of the shovel, but of life's pull
Though both are striking the same plate
With an insatiable appetite to satisfy the urge
To know the absolute dexterity of truth.
You dig. You and shovel.

Except the shovel is sure of itself
It will spark as it clanks against time
Conversely, you will collide and fold in
Coil up as a double helix of what once was
Wrapping around the past with a sure complexity
And in the process a partnership is solidified
A cooperation forging a link to the past
Of steel networking its desire to function correctly
You of your questioning, explanations and motivations
As an organic body exercising it's right to inquire.

You discover quickly that what you dug up
Is easily arranged against what you thought
and what is,... was, is really not once was
But only an image of what you wanted it to be

You pick up the past and uncoil this information
You soon realize new uses of old trauma bases
Realize rungs of dead end roads, of bad choices
More insightful now than ever you point this up
Into the sky and climb on the burden of your
new way forward.

With a face like the sun
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