danleMiel/montréal/poetry/spokenword

Frizzle Frazzle – Frontalfiction

I’m a little extra
Travesty of sanity
Crumbling mask of eternity
Caught in the jizz
Of the frizzle-frazzle
How many more
Black rabbits
About to come out of that hole
Where your head should be
In order to fill the hat
Carved inwards at the pole
What you’re seeing is the wall
Standing infinitely tall
No you don’t quite have a mole
But words names become so frivolous

I’m a little extra
Travesty of sanity
Shifting crux of it all
Fraught on the consensus
That nothing replace us
How many more
Lad’s that had it
What you’re seeing is the wall
Standing infinitely tall
And you may imagine a win
In fact you’re welcome to imagine
All you want
That your downfall is a solution
To all of earth’s problems (yeah, yeah)

I’m a little extra
Travesty of sanity
Solace to past breaking
Sawed-off in the molecules
That account for killing
How many more
Unjustified beheadings
Least of all your mother
Won’t even miss you
Once she realizes
What bit you
No mo’ fathoming
Your whoring lies
Earth is a peaceful place
Wait till we soon step up
To the plate
(finito navel-gazing show)

I’m a little extra
Travesty of sanity
A little more backwards writing
Spoken for as language
Of the above so below
How many more
Surprises in the dead of night
The ones that transform one’s whole life
That comes before the wave
The heralds the trumpets
Of cosmic justice coming to
Reschedule your face
To a brand spanking
New calendar.


DanleMiel

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