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sarah k Apr 2014
not letting the fact we don't have much to say
get in the way of the fact that
you don't need reassurance in people
but here you come driving in the dark
to see me
Zero Nine Mar 2017
You've made your suffer very clear
In anguish's cutting headlights
You are a fragile deer
Glass organs pop under foot
Your psyche crumbles into dirt
Glass murks reading worse
Than it ever has
It ever has
In this one bedroom den, I'm the wolf
Once I was a scrapyard mongrel
Once you were my wide world
Presently avatar of indifference
You've become a cyclone fence
Every dawn sweet music cedes
Every dusk, must evade sleep
Evade sleep
...
ryn Feb 2018
Dressed in titillating shades
and the allure of today...
Bent back...
Dragging
the tattered tassels
of yesterday’s folly.

Sporting a mask
adorned with
the most lavish
of paints albeit a husk
that once sang proud,
the colours
of his anthem.

His smile incites
the reciprocation
from those around...
Yet it’s all but
plastic.

An ascot of the finest silk.
Soft and extravagant yet...
Tied too close to skin -
a noose around the neck
that wears him instead.

He is a ghost.
A hapless man
dressed in the present,
looks to the future
but wades through
the murks
of the past.


Have you seen him lately?

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Marcellus Jones Jul 2015
frog feet lean towards him
they bound
  and leap
     but
reptile
metaphors
hold
no
agency
when
frogs
are
   actually
amphibians.  
gills or no gills,
the feet pendulum.
One reptile life is not enough.
lay
out
options
lie to me.
give me lungs AND gills.
The water murks and reflects a familiar hue,
the land beckons
i want to breathe
Renard Jackson Nov 2015
I work hard, hardly work, hard's the work, they be smoking that **** until they heart burst, in the hard murks, the devil is lurking his heart hurts, looking too hard though hollows will rip your hard shirt, and they out, Erk! Back to the beach with no certs, where they don't perk, surf, and treat girl for what they are worth, the world has allot of Kurts but Casanovas just overworked, Three-time felonies and them Athens that go to church, plus police make it worst "protect and serve" it's more like "protect and survive" cause they shooting first and it seems "blacks" are the ones that decriminalize. (Through our eyes)
It's Hard.
What can I stay life comes with all kinds of obstacles which can be rearranged with just words or few votes of the people who make rules. Encourage.
A W Bullen Dec 2023
When,
the being, surly murks,
hobbles, heart-bulb hurt,
in furtive mist,
obscured

when
fields of the falling mind, pine
sight-less in a fog-banked shawl,
lured, hurriedly by nothing
more than fear

-I will still believe, it's somehow, there-

that sailboat
with seabird halos

gliding, dearly
down the dusk

with just enough
to love
Yo I be the mighty warrior floorin' ya
Til ya smooth as  tar gravel soon to travel
Outta bounds ya destiny meet reaps see me repeat
Murders from the sneaks of my pistol Pete far from neat smokin'  til I'm obsolete
A ghost too close cuz I'm dancin' in the devil's fire
Makin' mics retire spirits admire my vocals
Once I touch the amplifier girlies start sighin' higher and higher
Til they ******* wailin'
Like airs out a tire dial Joe and Meyers
For the rappin' Messiah or better yet suckas better
Put up their prayers like Muslims at Mecca I be the ultimate wrecker  weak sucka checker
So grab ya squad and guard cuz we too hard
flows stay with me
The lyrical debarge check the guns discharged
Now I'm at large hidden in underground garage
Surrounded by government elites Entourage


My flows mostly Chuckie consider ya self lucky
If you escape the ****** spree so easily
I make em cop a plea far from a mini me see me
Rollin' on the biggest yards fools these days is fraud
Snitchin' for a few large I stay with a universal charge
Mental over my physical breakin' all obstacles
Magical and miracle made from a vizerial
Formin' concealed imperial
where destiny numbered me in serials
Silly no blow for blow knock em out like Ralph Marciano
Fan of Lucky Luciano lyrical sickles
Bruised ya body til ya become brickled now ya dead all caps is  stenciled
Welcome the rappin' necropolis ain't none toppin' this
Emcees growin' vomitus trust I get murks like Romulus lowering the whole populace
KorbydAngyle Nov 2020
Beside the wall dimmed dimpled differential of corning
Bade to be mocked, moved it's the soul of an individual

I am a shield wheedle your way near get closer
Unbelievably boring what is done to me

Challenging utterances are solstice and waxen as words get closer

Mourn as if a draft caused the skulk, so somber free,
earthen remembrances can be

Cries white in ultricolor, alcoholic smears, their tuning
the same as they get closer

Their Persian or British, cant tell which of woven denials
been recycled from the quill that shoots the same narrow arrows

Cold agreement for stronger men,
travesty and disease,
synonymous girth
Yet inside the holes of targeted mandalas
tracking as they get closer

Trophy of denigrations, oh no' not upon these frowned
and bracken murks molding the clay of our thoughts

Passive injustice, two words phonetically inept,
in debut at catchy rhyme
Town masses martyrs behind the pandemic move
can they get closer to me or us...?

Perhaps we'll never know if we continue this inner awareness.

Sun in the sky, full moon has shone,
none to be slain as this holiday abroad and at home
still makes masked faces of confrontation as the death tolls...
get closer to us...
i don't personally know anyone who has died or for that matter even gotten the bad but that doesn't mean no reality with that the number of folks friends and family affected still strikes a nerve

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