Harpstarchord Concerto in E Major (solo by Muse Judan O’ Headroller III)

i eat, s**t, write a piss poor poem and talk to the stars for guidance

The company gets in tune…

I insist on inciting riots and anarchistic actions

Deep rooted slime factions put Martians in traction

Reactions run deep like cum stains,

boiling surfaces, solar prominents ,

overflows with prose and bone, skeletal slots and connections

Employ terrorist tactics, my verbonic acrobatics

More  bacteria than plaque, I Extract the Tragic Addict

Simple surgery, cut skills symmetrically,

Remove talent, infuse gamma radiation

Induce vomiting to maintain irate progression

Infectious injections make verses run in succession

Successful patterned sessions are my interstellar confessions

….And that’s just in the Preface…

I rise into the ionosphere for a conversation with Orion

I Iron out the stars and create bars of rhyming particles

Myth-O-Rical

My throcal chords spit hues

Simply transform gloom into Technicolor bloom

I Orchestrate hymns in broken baroque ballads

Fill in the dead air spaces with subliminal sexual advances

Artemis swoons and Apollo catches FIYYAA

I race inferno chariots into the mouth of the

Black

Hole

Be

Hold

Rain down on magnetic fields that hold in the magna-polar

Separate plates that cradle the tender ovum

I close my eyes, imagine an army of focused locusts

Rip clean the sheets of garbage and dirty movements you sold us

And when the blood turns to ash and atlas shrugs his shoulders

Created in my space are the remnants of the beholder

 

....And the water level

Begins

To

Rise

Reviews

[Tony]

Human:
Voracious, dangerous, rapidly replicating, parasitic carbon based lifeform.

In other realms they probabaly speak of this paradigm like...

Ohhhh....earthlings.... nasty little buggers...
should be eradicated.

Pleasure to read, Mr.

[Doreen]

Start collecting the animals in pairs. There is so much going on in this piece and the visuals are intense: rockets soaring, atom bombs exploding, locusts flying in mass, torrential rains...I read this three times all the while shaking my head saying, "yeah" to the messages within. Though I'm not a fan of rap, I can see this put to a beat. Nice write.

[Nobody.]

The moments of clarity were nice, but I much preferred the rambling bouts of nosensical verbal nudity. I have missed your inky antics. I am happy to see you running around here again. Hope you brought your rubber pants.

Your Punky Pal,
Glomer

[Ruth]

OMG! Detailed and free flowing! Power surge when needed, bolt of lightening right to the senses core!
Surreal and bloody well BRILLIANT!
xx

[Poetic Beauty]

there are too many lines to list as favorites and I love how you just put your thoughts out there. These are memorable lines for me "Infectious injections make verses run in succession Successful patterned sessions are my interstellar confessions" As always your voice is strong.

[roarke]

I would recommend you wear oven mitts the next time you fondle the muse.

there's no rhyme or reason to the universe and it's message, that's what the true poets are for.

I'm glad there are younger braver men than I.....

[Robin]

HA! the water begins to rise ..

and major heckya's for myth-o-rical and throcal ..

and I am too much of a Rand-y to let Atlas Shrugged slip by ..


" one more time " - Bill clinton

[Kerry O'Connor]

I love these lines, for meaning and clever rhymes:

Rip clean the sheets of garbage and dirty movements you sold us
And when the blood turns to ash and atlas shrugs his shoulders
Created in my space are the remnants of the beholder...

It's just all round damn good to read your rantings again - they always strike home in a big way.

[Jūdan FyreHeart]

Suprisingly soft for you. This is verging on a tender embrace from your haggard, warped mind. For someone who was whining not so long ago you put out a solid orchestral piece.