I'm born Airborne Forlorn In war torn Discord My ripcord I pull for liberation Alienation aviation Away from a station Of no relation Where their elation Lies in degeneration
The fright fair Nightmare In sight there Is a right scare But light flares From an illuminated theater I dive into art To fill my meter
I consume Darkened tomb Screen in room Is where I loom Inspiration blooms From a sense of doom My separation reparation That will lead to veneration
My artistic fervor Drifted further Drifter's murmurs Lifted learners But gifted murderers Shifted girders Of shame and honesty To my grave of modesty Where they prey upon me
This plagiarism Layered schism Cratered rhythm Of great decisions Now I make incisions With repetition And the definition Of words stolen from me They're all I can see And I can't get free Or just let it be
Consumption disruption At this junction I can't function A plagiarist ****** mist Grips my fist Makes me wish I don't exist I must resist Before I miss My chance at bliss
They're ****** me By aping me Making me Shaking trees Of bumblebees With rumble pleas On humble knees Drinking antifreeze
Nobody cares What's fair They bear And share Blank stares Up stairs Of artistic compromise Integrity lost in lies They're not that wise I hypothesize
My baby Caught rabies From Hades Now ladies Flock to a thief Giving me grief Beyond belief In my coral reef Sword in sheath I drown discreet
Can be found in my self published poetry book βIcyβ. https://www.amazon.com/Icy-Andrew-Rueter-ebook/dp/B07VDLZT9Y/ref=sr_1_1?keywords=Icy+Andrew+Rueter&qid=1572980151&sr=8-1