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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 terraceĀ 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.