it starts with the heart, the beat it produced
made waves in the cave full of amniotic juice
fluid taught me properly as part of the physical
it represents blood, shifting cyclical
which symbolize the tides as they fall and rise
tied to the moon high up in the sky
providing the elliptical emotional motions
that move the fluids and flow the oceans
in primordial ooze life began
as fish onto sand, water to land
earth to fire and fire to sky
we're all going to die and nobody knows why
so why sit around grounded to terrified to fly
I compiled body, mind, soul, the goal to mold it
years blast past and all i have to show is
this lowly poet who's flow is
slunted and drunken
using wind lungs bring to sing something
breath collects every letter never sent
left forever compressed in sediment
with fossil lists intermixed, i split it with a hammer
sift through the sand and shift the grammar
from random ramshackle abandoned commandments
hypocritic shit that contaminates this planet
to engaged awakening, replacing wasted dreams
run under sun, bathe in the stream
but the best intentions melt on inspection
in a wrecked mess by heckled questions
second guessing and unlearned lessons
its a place blame game i play scapegoat
with a pack of cards and a hat that makes smoke
to cloak the physical, hidden invisible
with camouflaged gods, twisted and mythical
I'm a little groggy, slept for ages
a bored wasted and shapeless restless mess, lets
take form and taste death
one section blessed, paradise manifest
endless seraphs nestled in sex
the rest a depth so dark no light can pierce it
tyranny and fear revealed at their fiercest
ferocious, atrocious and i still stay focused
in the humming coming from swarms of locusts
insect infested hive mentality
with downward spiral viral mentality
callously making poor decisions
feeding ambition to televisions
with wisdom and precision lets catch what all is missing
a magician in musician, i curse in cursive
nurse a purpose plus encourage students
to build a new school and this is just the blueprint
for a luminous movement of unusual fusions
music produced to remove illusions
ignite the light you view right through them
i see confused humans glued to conclusions
the solution is freedom but fools prefer cages
i use refused daemons, refer them as sages
you can drill holes in chaos until nothings holy
kill all your friends and pretend you're not lonely
stay pinching pennies to buy yourself that pony
i cultivate inner space and grow from what its shown me
the elliptical orbit spans the planets
enhanced advancement every time i ran it
now its standard, expand bandwidth every second
clear direction, no guessing or questions
less look out below, best rise up and sing
elevate the ape, its time to grow wings
master the spectacular and after the laughter
relax in the pasture where happy calves gather
off the path where the grass is
rip wit to bits to stitch it up in patches
rehashed madness, trapped words with snares
lured in verbs which herd unaware
cured them in pure mercury
to learn purpose we curiously
burn tobacco and has make a basic state change
turn earth into air by inhaling flame
brains smelt metals with elemental alchemy
find gold in lead, redefine reality
said example look at the right angle
and junkie transforms to dust-headed hipster angel
winos rambles become words of a prophet
government turns evil empire, got to work to stop it
while they hellbent on malevolence i revel in intelligence
combine the elements and write rhymes that are relevant
a resident of earth and the cycle of dirt
death and birth, last and first
awake asleep and keep seeking meaning
in the city i see while dreaming
imaginary matrices made of concrete
all races and creeds across the same street
big crunch situation, every place one nation
small world theatrics minus disney animation
i'm waiting cross legged to ascend the 5th dimension
listen to intuition, abandon apprehension
mid occupied where lives that died reside
with lost lullabies of annihilated tribes
played light on bark pipes
made from piled archetypes
building blocks of though from before talk was taught
i craft scattered rafters into simple city plots
rocks make up the walls with pine pitch glue
stitch lines of design for the sun to shine through
henge stone till cows come home
even if they roam off
now only bones, slowly grown soft
with moss blanket, grass bed, asleep for ages
awaken when satan's hand turns the final pages
to pen the end, after the rapture
we begin again, i'll catch you next chapet
