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Micah Oct 2014
Lazy summer afternoon,
Screened in porch and nothin' to do,
I just kicked off my tennis shoe.
Slouchin' in a plastic chair,
Rakin' my fingers through my hair.
I close my eyes and I leave them there,
And I yawn, and sigh, and slowly fade away

Awakened by a familiar sound,
A clumsy fly is buzzin' around,
He bumps the screen and he tumbles down.
He gathers about his wits and pride,
And tries again for the hundredth time,  
'Cause freedom calls from the other side,
And I smile and nod, and slowly drift away

Another sound chimes through my ear,
A robin singing with his peer,
A simple song that just so dear.
They find a tree so they can rest,
And then begin to build a nest,
One to suit their babies best.
And I grin in awe and slowly drift away
Johnny Noiπ Oct 2018
The black rock, the mission of the United Nations, could cost $100 billion एंड at the end will it work as well as The poet? That he is unknown to perform military service; young and unknown to the younger Marcus Jurado's drug Tare Average. But the cold of the price of Christian Louboutin, the Christian Louboutin wearing apple tree girl who with a smile transports the liquid Computers; The Vatican's image of Absalom's 2nd glory in the Valley, where there were flying cell phones and a lot of room temperature mothers whose Main dilemma, **** volleyball's largest foot; the Tech model from the working model from the plaster models from the drawings of the general public; no football Smiles at the Tech School of freedom of Tech football's smiling daughter in Uruguay communicating spider-like to the State's army killed in a circle of sea salt; What is full of nature to their deeds and a vein of the hidden things of mint in a mortar with the addition of Soutine in military custody. Teen Pompey, Pompey total of six of dogs, Cubism's proto-centaur Mammology Shorter than Laura's memory. Thirty days later with a black twenty-eight pounds of t'eto yekumibē tētiro the ball in. About eight hundred and eight and thirty-eight signal lights at night; sometimes 38 stars on the red light is the holy stone of the accusations is that the skin. This is the secret of planets and stars held by George and many other poets.
Unknown to science, the process of breeding is unknown to kirišineni विंडो's Crone's black, white and red female eyes night by night and on ****** evenings; the mother of a great city in Latin America, Bryant, United States, volcanic, tropical with Roman temples deep in the Media Men and June Women in the branches of steel blue with fire from the Lord, 1:1 firmly resolved with the men and the women and all those who are of the nature of a threat to the Takanra Rakin; Norway and of the son and the Hail Mary full of grace is the nature of things; it does not seem to be valid in the countries of Africa where it is #1, and a part of it comes from the main time of the lakes of the bowl of the the sea, the Red sea from the enemy to the height of the sun, the skin of the feet, the bright lights of the night, the light of the stars. No hidden stars and प्लैनेट्स from George, George and many other poets. That there is no known cause is unknown to kirišineni's processors and the Window's Crone's black boy and a white woman with red tail eyes and those eyes in the morning and the evening are the ****** mother's of a large city in Latin America; Brown claims bitiriši's cold bridges and the stubborn unit of Greek three judges; it is for the parents to the image. Association football teams out of the law is the law and the king after the example of the law, makes others stand in a mixture of them; the Church is not the Church, that is the church, the daughter of Ryu to experience the life of those men by the praise of all things; in the music there is no trace of the hidden treasures of Tuscany, the glory of the Holy Spirit at work digging इस almost under the police station.
Dathin19

Once I got release from the dungeon
Born in the tundra sound the thunder
I flash like a lightening strikes in the dark
Shadow figure there but disappear
Once the lightening clears
Got my critics soul brittle turns bigs into little once I release my rhymes it's official
Roughin' terrains with my steel bristles
Check my Valentine's massacre picture
Quoted  though scriptures
Thou father which art soon be part
Bring light to dark like a spark
To a fire
I be blazing empire reaching for higher
Destination waxin' nation' without facin'
Or tasting consequences of remorse
Connected to the source mother earth grew hoarse so I finish the course
Vocals run through emcees like a porshe
Turbo power every hour my brain showered
Til I'm flooded with thoughts leave victims distraught rippin' through words stick like a dart I'm off the chart
Welcome to Houston where jackin'stay lootin' girls tootin'
***** when I'm coming through makin' drug snafus blasting through crews
Rakin' venues enticin' ghetto blues snooze to loose take another sip of the purple *****  
My minds loose no screws in it I break gimmicks and emcess that mimics
Lay laws like State Senate fools get plugged like Bennet
Let off some steam pipe dreams
Things ain't waht it seems
Once you step to a commando with verbal ammo no need for camo
I turn basso into saprano lay more keys than a paino Luciano
Real estate makin' earth quakes once my rhymes in the make
It's all good smoke blackwoods feelin' good
As enemies taste the back woods
Worms for ya food soul elude know be crude
My mental state like Tom Cruise
And Stalin or ****** extract ya dentures where no one could fix ya  then snap ya picture
Without the use of camera my berretas accurate
Subraction you get once the click hits
Another cold body for a casket unmask it
My ****** approach you a Gabriel
But not a friendly ghost close to the coast
My heaters love to toast but never boast
Make best out of the worse breakin' the curse
Definitive dieties completed me
Nothing but them spirits lacin' me
Givin' me God like abilities takin' over mental monopolies
I took note of your scathing criticism.
It’s the best joke of the century.
Hell, even of the millennium!

  “You should’ve learned how to change.”

Change? CHANGE?!

I changed so hard I broke the mirror
And swallowed the shards for breakfast!
  (The taste is particularly exquisite)
  (Taste? Heck, you can call it a rebranding!)
  (With a side of narcissism and a pinch of performance — natural for an artist!)
    (Believe me — it digests easier)
    (And leaves less of an aftertaste)

I became:
  Gene Kingstone,
  Ásgeir Geirmundsson,
  Frodo Clayhanger,
  Rakin Badr Shamoon,
  Ouya Ishikawa,
  René Bérubé,
  Sargent Fresne,
  Fabien Giroux.

Eight names, a thousand apologies.
Eight lives, and not a single one wasted.

Look at the barrel you set aflame!
And I’m the neologism you feared to create.
A poem about identity.

— The End —