H2O is todays mathematics. Tomorrow it will be snow. Later that day it will be ice. Before the night ends, it will be shattered potential with false hopes of morphing before the 6am K-9 walk that turns it into a substitute fire hydrant. This broken water contains everything that the city has to offer; hate, shit, dirt, dust, spit, piss (homo-sapien + pet), fear, love, creativity, art, rhythm, lost, found...
Its lonely now with other pieces of lonely ones. Thats the beat of 8million. Part of a whole that grind the broken waters for today. Chances for precipitation is 90%, so bring your boots.
::: Knight Shade
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ReplyDeleteDrip, drip freeze, slip,
ReplyDeleteCleanex for a busted lip,
Drip, drip, freeze, slide,
Super glue for shattered pride,
Drip, splash, freeze, shatter,
Suck it kid, mind over matter,
As the broken water scatters,
In different directions being controlled by those who failed to withstand the rising temperatures,
The original Ice Cube is no longer,
Now it is just an accumulation of hail gathered together to keep the family stronger,
In the midst of rising temperatures, de-icing trucks, and snow tires…
A strange resemblance to that of the modern American family,
It’s central figure has been diminished by budgets cuts, downsizes, and bailouts in the wrong direction,
Or victims of a system that is supposed to be there for their protection,
The main goal is to gain their affection just in time for the next election,
With a cool collection of catch phrases and empty guarantees,
All it will require is their blind faith and gradual increases in hidden fees,
So many fees that causes their accounts to freeze,
And the money they thought grew on trees,
Become icicle-covered leaves that fall the earth and shatter,
Then all they hear is…
Drip, splash, freeze, shatter,
Suck it kid, mind over matter.
PoWerPoeT©2011
The cold winds blows the snow that’s snorted into these veins / concealed by broken stained glasses to brittle to be shattered in these window panes, that strain the brain to contemplate disaster / refurbished & re-mastered as a new to you type experience / and you really believe that you needed to be hearing this…now/ and then marketing madness disguised as poetry through a pen selling souls & dreams dissension through the ranks a mutiny is about to begin to the all mighty cold gold dollar I give thanks.
ReplyDelete"water,mineral salts,antibodies & lysozyme (bactericidal enzyme)
ReplyDeleteAnother interesting discovery about the content of tears"
but the doctor that discovered this forgot
pain... regret... emotional hurt... and fears.
not to mention the years that turn against you,
in a downward funnel...
abrupt, helter skelter, storms that kipnap
and transport bleeding hearts to foreign lands
only to be thrusted into a tunnel...
yo, B.S.P, old school tift ave poetnomics...
are you sure that reason will rise,
heart becoming so black and cold,
only ice cicles drip down from my eyes,
like stalagmites excaping the roof of the mouth of a deep dark secluded cave,
that echo mistakes made,
and like a crow that doesn't understand what an echo is...
i talk back to the voices...
my own, discussing the past, present, and future,
cause i see it all,
which makes me suffer twice.
and them fools thought i was living the life,
not knowing that tears was the only reason that i would write...
but maybe i'll get lucky and get killed by Judas tonight,
relieving me of my duty, no longer having to fight...
fuck dat let me calm down,
and just have a glass of water instead of scotch tonite.