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2003-04-11 4 1:02 p.m.
deadlines'll straight kill a nigga, huh?
microcosms of time,
deadlines'll straight kill a nigga.
a world w/in a world w/in a world...
eye-to-eye is a promise never
still-
of incinerated rainforests from soles
too recently calloused
too far removed from the chessboards of
dangling proletariats...
welded & woven w/ a
seamstress' precision,
mother's touch &
the bite of a killer frickin' whale...?
& w/in that world? a bare & sterile room,
baptized of fluorescent light,
lonely
& disinfected.
if you were here, you would kneel
& grovel @ the unlikeliness.
3 moments, 2 ex-wives, a conspiracy theory
& purple rain have all imploded
w/in this room & splattered
the psychedlic walls
w/ their selfish, erratic insides.
realized in these parts; the autistic aristocracy
spreading their velveteen Riech over the land
in shadows &
cofffecoloured sinews, lewd & languid.
deadlines;
the dissonant pounding of a
thousand unlaced combat boots
on their way to the Gulf; they tiptoe
between landmines & whisper
obscenities as encouragement --
crude, harsh pats on the back that evoke
memories of neck braces &
dental drills -- you cannot ignore them;
one-hand steering through the undulating desert
as they
pick
the
-glowing
embers
strung up & swaying in the wind...
proud to be pedestaled.
proud to have beat
mother
nature's ultimate...deadline.