Monday, June 6, 2011

Out Loud, Written 6/6/2011

Out Loud


Screaming malicious rantings worth wishing down a well.
Every enzyme come alive in every living cell.
Succulent shrieking steer me clear
cultivate my cravings, drop a bass worth busting an ear.
Create a rift worth the while of my rivalries,
crowd fighting feverish for the frequent casualties
all the while relinquishing the subtleties
to produce the shakes, later resulting in multiple earthquakes.
Quickly, accelerate the beat’s pace
and give me a name for this familiar face.

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