#deconstruct
i somehow have
to slice up
these vast expanses
into minute pieces
but time
is running
out.
Sep 20, 2020
Sep 20, 2020 at 11:13 PM UTC
when rhymes start poppin'
and beats start flowin'
it's probably a sign
that it's time to get going
maybe just maybe even
((( CAUSE A COMMOTION )))
Now
is the time
where the hero-self
starts bubbling up
which is the time to start stepping
stepping out of prison
and into presence
You'll know cause
it be all
effervescing like:
pop, pop, pop
as you turn around, have a see
look up and down
at the old me
and let me confess
I don't like what I used to be
at the same time
we should also admit
that we love that man-boy too
cause he was me and he was you
You see:
he was an egocentric
and a pretender
who was never ever ever gonna be a contender
and let's realize
that to linger to long
is how our past pulls us out of song
:::
refuse to lose that ******
now turn front and centre
leg go
and just
trust, trust, trust
Getting wide awake on these energies?
Let's ride these waves (if you please)
<now flow effortlessly
through gross machinations
until energies fizzle
and bond to the enormity
of post-structural Western conformity>
I figure it's time
to unsettle debts:
Consternation? Plebiation? Colonization?
What about Subjugation?
:::: THE ONLY WAY OUT ::::
:::: SEEMS TO BE WITHIN ::::
What's wrong with the world today
is that we are sleepwalkin'
<through a lucid dream
of our own creation
while considering
life as profane>
Unfurl your flag
let the mystery free
rise up your fist and shout
Pleiades, Pleiades, I can hear you sing
It's time for us Humans
let's bring down that sweet thing
If you can't put your finger on what happens next
it goes something like this:
We've all been waiting for that
lighthouse bringer, that aetheric singer,
the someone who was willing to point the finger
we just didn't think it was going to be a ginger
Go back to sleep and when you awake
Maybe then you'll know
who's the medicine keeper
If you never learned nothing from Pablo Picasso
is that it ain't no fun being like a big *****
Just funnin' Pablo, don't take no offence
love it how you went swinging for fence
every time you woke up
to live in that moment
it's what you saw and
how you saw it
that makes me feel
~ raw, raw, raw ~
I tried to deconstruct your craft:
it deconstructed me
the only way out of that enigma
was to twist myself up into a new reality
And here
I am sitting
my flag unfurled
in my missed fortune
lost in-between
feeling unseen
A look in the mirror reveals a fractured self
a person separated from collective wealth:
Well forget this!
It Is Time For Health
Jul 28, 2020
Jul 28, 2020 at 10:36 PM UTC
if i climb back to my mothers womb
will it fix all the pieces i broke into?
there is no thing like total depravity -
just a change
in how we feel gravity
there is nothing to prove
and nothing to **** for
do not do
what doesn't breathe life to you
i know that it hurts
to turn from bleeding
Jul 16, 2020
Jul 16, 2020 at 3:20 PM UTC
Next time you talk to me
Take a second glance
Dig a little deeper
Don’t just graze over my features
And conform to the other superficials
Look me in the eyes
Peer into my soul
What you find won't be a surprise
Your eyes will fall upon the many fragments that comprise of me
The many fragments that I have stolen from others
Pieces of personalities that I have adopted as my own
For I have stripped myself of my individuality
And to most that is a incomprehensible thought
Why would one do such a horrible thing to themselves?
Why would one take the time to deconstruct themself
Pick apart every piece of their being
And will every part of them to be something they’re not?
Why darling, I’ve done it for you
Mar 15, 2018
Mar 15, 2018 at 11:36 AM UTC
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Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 11:24 PM UTC
Do what you have to do
For the good of the pack
Because the pack is life
Do what you have to do
For the good of yourself
Because the pack is only a pack
Of the pups that make it up
Do what you have to do
To preserve the self
That which not only nourishes
Deconstructs
Feb 28, 2017
Feb 28, 2017 at 2:21 AM UTC
I invest too many hours creating scenes with words bigger than my imagination. Articulating a grand scheme of vividly painted phrases sculpting the workings of a surreal scenario. Practicing pristine implementation of descriptive speech for God-like abilities to plant emotion. Patiently calculating the steps from beginning to eternity; from birth to infinity.
The deconstruction and reconstruction, razing and elevating, of rewrites cycle through an incessant reel. Connecting bits of frames with no correlation and binding their frayed edges to author an insatiable, perfectly disorganized, cinema streaming through cracks of my consciousness. Hinting at the exception; drawing my attention from the tangible existence before me.
Jul 11, 2015
Jul 11, 2015 at 3:36 AM UTC
I am your scapegoat
deconstruct your rivalries
you love to hate me
Apr 29, 2015
Apr 29, 2015 at 3:35 AM UTC