First things first - but before I begin
Let me reintroduce the redundantly unwrapped
rapping package I been packin within
Off the bat - and a lil off the top
Id take more on but youve declared war on
And all this drama and what not
So rise to the top - like cream of the crop
Circle geometry caught on to me non stop
So now I use astrology to predominantly energize me bottom to top
Into Interstellar portals so planetary
Phantoms and fairies scare up platters cut rarely
Out of need -but dare us to dream as we cut thru secrecy
Meshing the mixed blessing of fantasy
Sliced beyond what human eyes cant even see
Seeing some searing only seemingly going green
Portrait of reality / Snap a memory for me please
Make this moment last deep within my genes
Because I may not understand my own needs
Little aforementioned / a precursor to get set and go
Riddled with best intentions because you say so
Freely disbursing in red-glow that horny devilish halo
Medal'ish contention slow/ Why just hate/ suspension flow
Then just lay low with mud stuck feet / cleanly suspended from underneath
Repressing memories from being beat you failed to mention to me
First and foremost / The worst is still close
So most resort to outposts of motes /
and with draw bridge withdrawn intentionally gloats
Tight up in spite think im right clenched fist
I might just mention the real might of this
Cantankerous; In abominable Bliss I Phenomenally Enlist
Like an anomaly science and physics both missed
On both their big to do lists & measly microscopic atom splits
Understanding the mechanics of the unknowable endlessness shrouded in its infinitness
Wishing on stars living your lifespan to at once witness this
Wheres the un-kill switch that flips the scripts to non spontaneous-nest
Scripture got far-cited too rediculous and early-burden worms in dirt dismissed;
Yet read so ubiquitously interpreted so stupidly leaves toxic mist
Over-enriched, poorly ill decipher it -or call it quits!
and be left steaming. . .?
Once destroying the entire list of ingredients we were needing
Not a lot dont miss a drop but never get caught not dreaming or not believing
In finishing what you start because your heart was part of your double teaming
So before I begin let me relay back those lines you meant when you had trouble breathing
SJB•2009•07•06

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