Janus of global slang
Inspired by his lyrics – it’s not exactly physics.
Atomic bomb don’t come across as coy.
Paranoia looms over a shadow with no owner.
Scented thoughts hang outside on the laundry line – drying out, pegged up, sketchy.
Nowt out of the ordinary.
The demise of senseless beatings.
The savage frolic in secret meetings.
Can’t keep these eyes open – Mind is wired to sensor an alert token.
Add a word to the vocabulary list.
Reading made up stories,
Can’t get the gist.
Thinking of the times I’ve reinvented my speech,
Just so folk wouldn’t turn away
Mistake me for a blast of mist.
A libran to balance my ails.
If vaccines worked, would I even need this skeleton tail?
I’m proficient in scripted fulminate.
A non- believer has to have a reason to detonate.
Terrorized by bones unhinged, pelvic oddities, a face grappling on the fringes.
Uncertainty – you can do it!
Mascot duty bellows: You blew it.
Everyday the input becomes more,
Ouput audios in a fervescent roar.
Fading into a nebulant place slowed down by brain freezers swimming in a shoal.
No near-empty dregs to fill my soul.
Restricted by self- limitation.
Hear me when I say,
I’m not doing this for inspiration.
What to do in a world knocked into askew?
Nondescript, omniscient eyes
Know when to usher in the seasonal yule.
Prop me up.
Don’t give up.
Against all better judgment – I implode from the inside.
I had it all figured out until I became a seeker in need of washed out make -overs from dead flotsam at low tide.
*Inspired by internal conflict and the world.* 😀
Posted on Oct 29, 2018, in EXPERIMENTAL WRITING and tagged Alternative perspective, Emotions, EXPERIMENTAL WRITING, Good Writing habits, In Yer Face poetry, motivation, self expression, self-awareness, stream of consciousness writing, The lyrics to my life, Vocabulary, word of the day, WRITE TO RECOVER. Bookmark the permalink. 10 Comments.