i’ve always loved when preachers and poets get into their allegory bag. it’s a fine accessory of hip-hop and trip-bop. stream of consciousness type of thing where you just be spitting words! if i had a organ, i would be taking it the church! let’s go!

discovering the depth of my coating, hovering
over & floating : the edge was a crafty deceiver – soon making me a righteous believer!

i’ve been cut!

burned by the adjacent rut!

my roots exposed on the outside what my inside has already confided.

chased and forgotten lied my misery in anguish!

i tried to remove myself and surrender but was converted into a bright fluorescent stage.

my mannerisms made the light flex, while my non-verbal became the medicinal herbal next!

i sat on the moon but there was no roof providing shelter.

i fancied the sun, but was soon cast to fervent swelter!

electric shock, buzzed me into a reconciled engagement that has positioned me locked.

the floor became above me.

the sky? a floating device: recommending that i examine thrice.

if you’re going to speak: present, future, and past – configurations of the ending week must last.

the shape of what i am sketching must be drenched in a recall.

a resemblance of my frequent play and stay.

by standing still. a quake reveals. my proof of what’s granted; the underhanded deal.

cascading – parading – the air in the gloom so sweetly silently engaged by natures true centipede.

multi-legged concoction.

going 7 times over at the auction.

what a fabulous adventure!

survived by observed acclamation.

scream and shout!

all about the taste that makes dinner an unavailable waste!

smacking on everything served on the plate.

no longer making a date with those that are ungrateful & hate!

an 80’s herculean salad, a garden vegetable and flax seed ballad!

all of these are meaningful returns arriving at your doorstep.

gray ocean motion sadness even when you prep.

waters dived deep.

measures far too steep.

it all comes back to you.

purple designation.

encoded reading, studying, and implementing providing bloodline to the desire & fire to the wire!

the shock of it all; releases my redemption at the wall.

ever turning into shadows actualization.

a reckoning that blisters my answer to the fall.

my eyes seek what can be destroyed.

the gold inside spoils all of what is overjoyed.

insecurely employed by the face of the system.

social inverted emptiness, besides ruthless forgotten pointed toys.

stepping on the brick that endangers the flesh.

pulverizing and randomizing all the mesh.

geometric silhouettes.
photosynthetic flowers.
divided powers.
plains and diesel fueled jets. sweet capture. work ridden rapture!

SHUT UP!