Crack
So many kisses of blue
the crying tingle of fangs
the spearheaded lift of rain
Ode
Marks the path of the brain
finding a strange refrain
Creepers that twist our way
confine the day
cause dismay
lead astray
bullshit ashtray
Dump it out
Waken
feel the breeze
enjoy the sounds
wonder abounds
Ignore
the pressure
go with your own flow
Cry havok
and let loose the thoughts a free!
Word smith
dancing on Jupiter
Lonely though the path may be
Create
Create
Create
The only way to be
Let me free
Shouted from the corners of our mind
Sometimes the freed can be divine
Tremble at the useless political menopause
Yet show it your middle finger
Grab life by the pussy, the dick, the tits, the ass
Watch out for gas
Who cares what words you say
Let them be
Let them find their way
Crazed creative imbeciles and wizards live in our minds
If only we would occasionally grant them some time
Thus spoke @chaospoet the weird on the leash
A little Chaos Poetry or to some Bleed Poetry
Form unleashed...
Alas woe is me, coming so late to see a masterpiece carved with such reverie, I feel such a kindness done to me I may just bleed from my eyes tears of clarity to see its not just in me this proclivity to wax poetic on the raging see of a beat like feet drumming so merrily, Verily, I thank thee.
To have found chaos
And know balance
The tipping point of a chalice
Well others thirst
We'll never hunger for the words
Fall from the mind and crash
Mighty little thumb taps.
And now as I've said before,
And am certain to say again
And again
And against my will but in my best interest
I must sleep.
STEEM on @chaospoet and thank you. Much love.
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