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Sleep May 2019
it won't do, won't be
my song until the words are
gone, stripped of the obscene
leaving only the **** soul,
funked up and gunning out
for the road, reminding the hairs
on our necks and arms of
ancient sensations, long missed--
the long kiss, the thrill of undoing,
stomping grounds so trodden the
fresh pavement tries to forget my feet
i will never forget the honeysuckle &
stuck air, the secret paths that gave me
thin red trails like veins in my young arms
outrunning the cops, yelling at the moon
ah, the a/c is our holy spirit
chilling every atom siphoned off
to our skin, our houses of flesh
soaking anything that matters inside
our rocky pores, cragged from age
& the hot dragging whip of summer,
the earth's work camp, the whole city.

© 2019
Sam Temple Nov 2015
rapping with rappers on the radio
filling the gaps with extra lyric
mapping the sappy way they pretend
and offering 16 beats a breath like a boss
rick ross looks lost when handed floss
and jay z is crazy lazy in May, maybe cause Beyoncé’s
bounce house lacks compressed air
and the weave in her hair ads to the growing despair
like Dr. Dre cares about flared out khakis while Rakeem’s
grill gleams like flava flavs time piece –
b-boy stylin while in the dance hall
and balla’s with creased collars
throw dolla’s at bithces locked in the twerk
jerkin off in the corner lil kim seems thin
since aids came to play
and fat joe and heavy d sit with harps
lookin down at the crowd jumpin around
they floatin on **** clouds proudly
snoop’s pound frowns at clowns
tryin to be down
but really just hangin around
like the Mississippi mounds
poundin ***** like Tupac on acid
and that lil goblin from hotlanta
actin like he steady mobbing
they robbin the hood for goods and services
while talking **** to easily impressed suburb kids
acting like they got a message
but only KRS got anything to say
and that was just the one time
chuck d and that insane griff
talkin mad crap about gay rappers
and casting couch happenings
has me reacting like maybe I need to a new faction
cause I ain’t into none of eminem’s new action
and poor ole busta
nuts bein busted
in those funky *** dreads –
Qualyxian Quest Mar 2023
Don't really wanna be famous
Do really wanna be read
Is this a contradiction?
The anguish is unsaid

The ways of a Warrior Poet
Patience and protection
Emily in Amherst
Mohammed rides his steed

I watch Arthur Edens
Also Galaxy Quest
Down in Virginia
Jimmy Reed Indeed

I like my new couch
Long, quiet baths
The country still in danger
Women still in need

             Adonis Creed
Qualyxian Quest Feb 2023
Schizophrenic women
Frightening indeed
Carefully cremation
A pal's last need to heed

Ave Maria
Gotham dark and rain
Hagia Sophia
I ride the Downbound Train

SauRon Desantis
Florida to fight back
Harvard, Yale, Catholic
Helped to destroy Iraq

Rainy Night in Georgia
Hotlanta, Adonis Creed
He sees the Saguaro Cactus
I plant a mustard seed


         Silently we proceed.
Qualyxian Quest Feb 2023
The Trail of Tears is a *******
Death march with an Army behind
She says Time is a brutal but careless thief
What he leaves behind we find

Rainy Night in Georgia
Georgia on My Mind
Creed in Hotlanta
I wanna travel blind

Tea in Savannah
San Francisco too
She's a hillbilly Thomist
He's a Buddhist Catholic Jew

Tryin' to get to Florida
Dodgin' them Georgia laws
Coincidence with Elvis today
Always gives me pause

               Rachel Dawes

— The End —