The Sound of Insanity (Goes Tic Tic Tic)Maybe I murdered myself methodically –The Sound of Insanity (Goes Tic Tic Tic)8 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Method syncing the sunk, shallow thought of me
With the swallow that cooed quite chaotically
That the defunct, funk sweat was all for He –
He who held hell, hot – hey! – in its w/hole
Who hit, hating the helpless who hailed ‘Holy!’ his ‘Hello’
Limp, hemp I surrendered – shot – shit! - with his bow
Hooded honey, hypnotic hostile – hell bent heads hung low
I was in trouble, tattered from the start
I heard but was deferred by the words in my heart
Pouty Polly pursued Picasso, loveless lust was my art
True, two turned tongues: Polly too sweet…Jimi too tart
In the end ill issues issued ick into my tissue
Tickled – hic! – ‘til teeth ticked tonsils askew
In ignorance Icarus and I laughed, too
So should you, method man, sole soul of this snafu
To look deeperA flashing arrowTo look deeper19 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
from the horizon,
seen by thousands
felt by one,
it was me.
The painful feeling
and my deafening scream,
startled every creature
in this world.
My energy was drained
and I lost my mind,
I saw my blood
dripping down to my legs,
could this be the end?
or could this be the beginning?
will hatred form in my heart?
will I crave for vengeance?
or will I just give up,
but then I saw you standing there
looking at me,
you were looking at my blood;
you were looking at someone bleeding;
You've got that look in your face,
that saddened me
because at my last breath
you looked at me because of pity
but you never looked deeper.
ListeningListeningListening5 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I don’t hear most of anything
I thought I heard you but I didn’t instead
there’s a difference between what is heard and what’s said
what is written and what is read
changes in the space tween the page and my head
I thought I heard but I was distracted
till I started trying to stop trying to multitask it
till I cooled my heels, sat on my haunches
turned off that part of my brain that just wanted
to formulate the next thing that I was gonna say
or contemplate the best thing that happened in my day
I tried it
I thought I got what I wanted to stop it aw it was shocking
what I heard stead of just waiting for my turn for talking
I thought I had it I’d landed and man from where I was standing
I could be a better me honest careful and candid
I heard you, but it didn’t last long
till I couldn’t hear anymore or I must’ve heard wrong
Couldn’t speak, couldn’t hear,
couldn’t see. Thought I did.