“too rested to give at dawn – a performance in a mass arena!”

what happens when the things you wanted? are no longer flaunted..
what happens when the time you sought to designate, still can’t make the path straight?
what happens when both arise – pulverized in the eye of the deeply fried?
when the burning yields to a sacred returning?
when boomerangs, come back as encrusted moon crescent fangs?

unused pallets featuring ever green crunched salads
if forks are for plates
spoons are for both bowels AND forked dates!
bowls hold (like a hug) all of what it contains
whereas forks stabs (like a mug) the juice out of the languid remains
however: you can not sing a ballad with a knife
unless the passion is filled with such (spork’ed) strife!

i left my ex an Xbox
cuz they gave my socks the Hee-B-G-Bees
trickling down to my Knee, D, and you don’t wanna see!
Jesus!
i got to out his name!
because the echoes in the night, provided turbulence for this blinding light!

like wrestling stilts on stilettos
in the alleyways and homie allied ghettos
rotational defense at odds with probational offense
the ticket of entry is the turn of the century
unexpected revolutions, uncompromised solutions
given unto a swallowing edge
birds flown into their locational pledge

quite the hysteria, was made in ruckus to an unparalleled encyclopedia
like an academic proven research
or savedsanctifiedholyghostfilledsaints, in church
both encapsulated in the drowning allure
to the inducement : of our most benevolent brochure !
All out here y’all , we’ve been given a free tour!

Now: onto to the adjacent host pretending to not look like a clown
i frown at the suspicion that your iridescence is fraudulently in town towards an unspecified noun!

to what shall i suppose? in what is already enclosed
within the thorned frame of the rose? alright too much of the poetic stuff…
i’ve been tested to the max!
all fax!
thus, i am too rested to give at dawn, a performance in a mass arena. (all the while being served & a subpoena!) & Let me tell ya: it’s a serene of a scene’na’

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