Friday Night Poetry Slam

Week 40-something

Fine as frog hair, as they say.

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Yo, when they down I keep hittin' like I'm chiefing the L
Keep the peace-pipe hidden with the sound of the bell
Fly nimbus as I oversee these circles of hell
Minute of silence for the 99 tongues from a shell
Cry asylum in this city of shadow cast over canon
Waves crash and wash off the ash offered the Kanon
Cast iron keep the castes common in compliance
Wake up with gasoline cold on my eyelids
Seven shadows looming over me holding tribunal
Slapping me and strafing a flashlight on my pupil
What is the location of your past-life treasure?
The blank-face killer? The hidden chord and measure?
I said David is the root of his house, the matter settled
This sword cut a navel in the doubts of minor devils
And you get born, triple nines, lit 'em up in neons
Hit the chloroform, grip the cruciform and respond
Respawned, gun in my hands, running to warfare
Flowers circle the grip and my mind center the crosshair
White Stars of Bethlehem blooming as the neutrons
Split open the sky and sirens singing the DEFCONs
Like the Deftones, I'm tone-deaf to my death-wish
But in my death-throes, as the pixels bleed from the cross-stich
I reflect on the prose: "cash rules", in acrostic
Substitute my riposte, I refused to acknowledge
And I died homeless, born loveless, lived lawless
But they never set my soul into thirds like an Adonis
Birds on the wire in the chorus singing the judged
Understand the inspired, ignore it and love-love
Stay cipher, above where the clouds are the task-master
Let the proud, poised and ashamed collapse into laughter
He swallowed psilocybins, epsilons upon the pitchfork
Said the rhymin' good but the voice needed some pitch-work
Whatever. These are tools to use and discard
The record of constellation to my changing stars
Seven Years Bad Luck, a luxury to young bloods
Tuxedo Mask, I asked the moon for one love
placebo to pass ‘til morning flickering dawning
Something more substantial than grass liquor and ramen
Diamonds are adorning her glass slippers and summons
Diamonds on her soles, but her soul without substance

Submitted November 09, 2019 at 04:41AM by PaladinBen https://ift.tt/2PZShDN