3/11/21

I recently got a electronic drum kit to play and loop the instruments I own. I also got injured and had eye abrasions on my right eye but it is fully healed.

The idolization of a hero
Popularized by the people born zero
One act of kindness hinders the disheveled blindness
The hither and thou, minus
The brave with the gestures
The open book lectures
A moaning of the pavement
Stress bares cracking weight puts back
The hope of a civil care sack
One ration to rule the divine nation
The lessons learned in the shade
The embalming of the sun rays
The criss cross when we lay
I could live myself more if we eliminated the poor
The needle nose risk and the class systems chores
Hoard the equity in the generational symmetry
Take the sure wait and embellish me
The loss of loop holes in reality
The holes just unraveling
The loans with the pageantry

The one eyed fuzzies
The strain of the puzzle
The ways we seek to huddle
From the torment of summer
Publicity in the lines
Close encounters of the close quarters
We remain forward
The embrace of the distorted
Long lasting taste of the order
Par for the course and tar for the sorter
We sort of explore for the remembrance of our previous disorder
We liken the truth to its webbing
The same way we save for a wedding
Well we slave till we are done shedding
The wait from this world
And the weight from this unfurled
I’m late to bed after being lured
Learned to late, mid afternoon settling lakes
A bank for relief and a bank on the brink
The thanks and the links
The way we are corrosive to our connections
A two way intersection
A lose lose last impression

The tap
And the ways to search for it to come back
Sipping from the faucet
We posit the accumulation of nostalgia being honest
We pass the memories over but we can’t tell yah
It’s the little glimpses just for us
The childhood dreamotorium that nestles a chunk
It all floods, it all cradles, surrounded like in a crater
Slipping through time to imagine being above
The adolescent bubble when the trouble began
The subtle beginning, the warm weather innings, the bending and the breathing
The simple simmering
The evaporation is the amalgamation of my past and present
See the imprints in the condensation
And trace the fine lines to the start of machination
The clear view and the fresh appeal
The flow of the entice
The blow of the singularly managed
The niceties that incite ceremoniously
A stow away’s remembrance
Always the one that hides in the clearance

The bubble pops
All the entertained notions dropped
We believe in what we feel
The mass appeal to state wavering
The sight between borders
The strangers in you and I
The tidbits we share and the secrets we keep
The audacity of a few and the prosperity of a few
Wish upon a surrounding, we bleed out of our confinement
The humanity we bottled, the livelihood we seek, the new you
The turnstile of our entertainment, the merry go round counting and sorting and labeling and polling and the demographic
we are enshrined
The independence is swaying
caught off guard
mouthing off towards a crowd
a play with me now culture
the devils advocate complaining with the vultures
the poachers and the pan handles
it all swirls the same
the hourglass frame with the glass flame
the last to be blamed
the ones good at sowing
entrench the field to get the ball rolling
forget what you saw
we all need to see what we are sewing

The brash of the intellectual
The harbinger of pursuit
The lightning on a loop
The knowledge empowers you
The gateway to the entrance
The karma on the exit
The Nirvana seeking semblance
The balance of the ego
The sobriety in the finding
The commoners in their hidings
The brain washed when the dates lost

Grinding forward

A picture of borders
Through lines with sentences
The vague statements
The professionals eat it up
Need free consultation to stack enough
Like the masculinity in your truck
We seem to be stuck in the disposition of a couple bucks
Over the merriment of good luck

Rather see the gold in the question
Nothing to scavenge from heaven

We purge the ego
Trying to be different and the same
Identity and a crowd to blame
Service to our amenities
The before and after pictures
The actors in their daily roles
Taking symptoms against the hold
We are up to be bold but rather scold strangers
An honest behavior
An alien danger

Hope for a lot and sweat just a little
Up to us but the work is brittle
The road ways and the load weights
The road rage and the pay loads
We look to expose but lack the depth to rimose
Pick to win the odds are in favor to settle in
The meddling, the concave crevices
The devices we used to make decisive rule
The same we like the fool
The same we amend our quality of life
To the menagerie of other lives
We are other wise

I didn’t need to know
I figured I’d find my way home
The body comes disfigured
The way a memory is a filament of decisions
The ligament stretched to wither
The minds way of having suspense on a tether
The roots and the mycelium
The projection and the Lyceum
We all lie to see them

The advocation of internal thought
Like a shadow playing with your heart
The start to the end
The stretch and bend
Our imaginary lens
Another sense
We are distance
The timidity to begin
The same way we realign with our coalesce
To finish with adrenaline
To borrow from the wins and shed the losses
We seek stalemates to upend the doses
To peer into the sedatives
The less we have to let us in

The enormity of our presence
And how we seek awareness to our brethren
We need the shape to obtain us
The thrill to be in charge of a world we see from afar in a jar
The spark baffles tremendously
The race to a thought
The polarity in a divide

The thoughts of mine entrenched in the sacrament
We upheave embarrassment

The tidal shift of anxiety
The peers that seem to get by
One post at a time
One light, it isn’t mine, but it protrudes into mine
How we keep sharing and trace our imposition
It’s like seafaring and blindingly knowing your navigation

The saboteur of peace
The lash and the leash
We sip the good times through our clenched teeth
We may make but it’s often late
The procrastination of our own creations
Give it a week
Hand me a lie
As the uncalculated miscommunication runs dry

We see it in their eyes
We believe it with our minds
So long as it’s a tie