Freestyle...typing

Freestyle...typing

A Poem by Apparition
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not a literal freestyle because in the time it took me to type each line I had a little more time to think about the next one, still a freestyle of sorts...

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  Freestyle typing

Fingers fast as lightning

Frightening thoughts are brought to my head

with lightning rod antennas made of imitation led

Legislations dead, breaking bred is overrated

This is the release of my mental constipation

Need more time for contemplation, all the rhymes are condensation

Equations of syntax, I send sheets of fact to fleets of lab rats

 who look with drab slabs of confused glances

Infused in psychedelic trances are microcosmic answers

Chance of sense derived from my words, minimal

Perhaps that's just me being cynical, I almost at the pinnacle

of literal word witchcraft, so sit back and take a hit of this whiplash

It tastes like a cashed bowl of hash, so get smashed

get mashed, get passed the past, and relax

It's better than a rash in your a*s from being dragged through the grass

 a flag soaked in blood is better than a flag burned to ash

This is freestyle typing, the exact opposite of senile writing

Meanwhile, I'm fighting with republicrats, I love the fact that

the liberals say I'm out of whack and conservative, 

Meanwhile the republicans call me a treasonous and murderous liberal

Then wonder why I become uncivil, that's so typical

The American arrogant hypocrite syndicate, a bunch of subservient idiots

ridiculous, so sick of this, innocuous product of topics of nonsense

must condense a dollar to three cents, free is in the past tense

I'm past tense, I just passed some tents, and sheds and shacks

where there used to bread in stacks, now there are crumbs and scraps

I'm just about done with that, thought, that fleeting fear of getting caught tongue-tied

has self actuated

I f****n lost the thought and flow, so I'll stop

© 2009 Apparition


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NO BAD WITH THIS VERSE YOU KEPT IN REAL AND GOING OF A WHILE THERE IN THE LINES...FREE STYLE TYPING...INTERESTING LINES IN THERE ABOUT POLITICS AND THE WAY YOU GIVE THE READER TIME TO SCRABBLE ALL YOUR THOUGHTS INTO ONE COLLECTIVE READ...

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Apparition
Apparition

five thousand two hundred and eighty away from waves



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A Poem by Apparition