deep heart

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my name? the neverending

what was your name again?

rize, my prize, like fruitflies, a cloud of lazy legos

clustered up in lumber jungles, hazy, made of play-dough

blocks of rainy water drops, of legos, and play-dough

way to go, hero yo-yo, i said, way to go

way to manufacture a world of plastic rap tactics

words wrapped in plastic

words wrapped in plastic

the aftermath’s graphic

sham recast back again

is this really happening?

is this really happening?

daydreaming neon fantasy,

me, a neon fantasy,

a fancy-dancing aborigine

you haven’t seen the first of me

miles to go before i sleep

miles of milding-out, years of shenaniganery

queenly beaming, depth of feeling

20,000 leagues to go; how much is that in miles?

miles of dryspells between your smiles

miles of piles of other-other people

but you be my equal, not same, but equal

round hole for round peg

my legs between your legs

or the other way around

all the way around

i came to get down

underground

squeaky-greasy

ground meat like beef

veni, vidi, vici

ground heat like asphalt in the summer

waves emanating, streams of steam like steam cleaning

my heat’s so hot it’s like a hummingbird’s heart beating

heat like greenpeace warned you about,

heat like house effects das efx

drinking frosty efes on the terrace in istanbul

too hot to handle

too hot to handle

candle fire soul like a tiny thumb

my invisible, emotional heart starts to strum

rough and tumble tumbling tendrils

wind like grapevines around your tender pencil

be gentle, be gentle, be gentle, be gentle

a heart made of hair, a heart made of fake fur

a heart made of furniture, heart beats like a blur

a heart made of scarecrows, a heart made of tin

my heart’s not afraid of anything, nay i say anything

i’m not lion, my soul’s tiger, ain’t nothing heart can’t bear

lift your heart in the air, raise your heart into the air

give your heart some breathing room,

your heart was born free

like a monkey or a baby, your heart is made of gravy

wavy gravy, it’s the greatest, greatest heart of all time

yours and mine, yours and mine

hearts and minds of all time, about time.

it’s about time, this rhyme time slipping by

build a boat like a poet feel the force of the tide

build a code like old morse beat your words out in beeps

robot voiced rhetorical retorts calm as dawn like pal hal

soylent green is people! apocalypse now

tow your hold, slow your roll,

drift the darkness, lift your torch,

find the heart inside your darkest heart,

build it a trophy.

it’s yours.