You, the reader, reading heart beating
I'll make it pulse even harder
seconds of inspiration
seconds under water
screaming release
Lyrical beast
I'm from the hood if you did not know it
Hopeless, popeless, religiously eratic
with my smooth speech
Poetry president impeached
when I'm through
You, you, you
wait and see
Rap riddled inside of me
Battle ax
cutting through butter
I'm your father's mother
earth, the Word rebirth
World wide,
so damn hot inside
outside
In between
good for your liver
bad for your spleen
has been
Cheshire grin
Would have
could have
conditional tense
if I speak
it is intense
never spent
air dent
sonic waves
too hot to touch
conversation
creation
crushed
Leave you lying on the floor
wanting more
do you want some?
Must wait for the next installment
friend,
because this be the end
peace.
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