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atomic automatons
we bounce on binary fuel
create constant cacophony
digital devils, we duel
each verse it encumbers
your fragile form
for the greater good of mankind
hip hop heroes are born
and sworn
"I will perform.
I will protect."
it's just us
for justice
so, just watch your neck
keep track
keep check
keep lyrical lists
and listen
my children
there's something you missed
nuclear physicists
couldn't unravel this
opulent oratory
on your predicament
predictably ridiculous
quickly kicks to serious
results always reliable
someone's surely feelin' this
my travelin' tongue
it takes turns & twists
makes 'best of' lists
and timeless classics
ultimate & unrivaled
it undulates until done
and spits venomous vocab
until victory's won
and one win's wonderful
but just not enough
so I drop (e)xtraordinary
paranormally good stuff
y? because I like you
y? because I can
zap zeros
make zillions
and begin again
we bounce on binary fuel
create constant cacophony
digital devils, we duel
each verse it encumbers
your fragile form
for the greater good of mankind
hip hop heroes are born
and sworn
"I will perform.
I will protect."
it's just us
for justice
so, just watch your neck
keep track
keep check
keep lyrical lists
and listen
my children
there's something you missed
nuclear physicists
couldn't unravel this
opulent oratory
on your predicament
predictably ridiculous
quickly kicks to serious
results always reliable
someone's surely feelin' this
my travelin' tongue
it takes turns & twists
makes 'best of' lists
and timeless classics
ultimate & unrivaled
it undulates until done
and spits venomous vocab
until victory's won
and one win's wonderful
but just not enough
so I drop (e)xtraordinary
paranormally good stuff
y? because I like you
y? because I can
zap zeros
make zillions
and begin again
Literature
This Is Suddenly About
This Is Suddenly About
more,
more than a seatbelt will ever
be able to hold, straining as iron takes our tongue
and the glass begins its web and our skin gives up
a print to the reflections of the sky
Literature
Postpartum
Postpartum
Heartache has nothing to do with the heart. It crouches in the
center of the chest. You don't fall out of love. A switch is thrown.
The light fades.
You wait at the end of the fireworks show. Will there be another
encore?
You've thought, This is it, before. You try to make it come back,
make it hurt the way it used to, try to bring it into focus, feel the
heft of it. Were you ever really in love at all?
A dampened orgasm. A stifled sneeze.
You replay things in the cinema of your mind and search through
your love notes.
Human babies die if you don't hold them.
Literature
effigy
rummaging through an
antique hope chest, I found
a magic wand,
old and beaten up,
hidden in the folds
of my mothers
yellowed wedding dress
I held my breath
and waved it over
my head, showers
of light erupting
like sun snow,
sparks melting into
my skin and making
me glow like
an April afternoon
and in two shakes,
I became
the woman you
always wanted
you suddenly
found me more
desirable than
any other woman
in the world
a goddess
and now youre mine
but even as you
drift into sated sleep
among my pillows,
the warm vigor of
our love making
still fresh in
my weighted
limbs,
I find myself
weepi
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So cool.