green fire

green fire

A Poem by ICS

cha cha cha
i don't dance
as you could tell
by the scars on my hands

suffer craft
hath done forged
youthful waft
belly gorged

fumble for fillings
cast a few shillings
curbside drudgery
flick to echo off a curb

grey hair weary
gloom and dreary
heavy carry
dictionary
(diction near me)
hear me meanings
who is it that is?
that's it.

failure occurs on the verge of success
the Tao is very True
i don't really want to clean up my mess
the Tao is in the stew

clarity minus
mental mongrel
tight teeth tremble
vampire suck

to have a tongue so large
to lick the world
swollen member enlarge
foundation bi-stud emerald

frequency snowball
rapid succulent succession
slow rancid release
dumping duality


Existing to choose, choosing to exist
masses of perceiving desire on fire
drench us to quench us
hey our heinousness
can go to and fro
up over and through
counter clock undo
just like a screw
out of the blue
appears in your mind
cuz you want it to.

What's it doing?

© 2010 ICS


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i love getting lost in the sounds, the multiple meanings, dexterous layers. i love when it's meaningful even when one doesn't mean it to be. the undermind knows how to undermine skyscrapers and find the very cha cha sizzle juice of tao stew. can you look at my words? i think they might converse with yours.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Nice flashes, but I kind of got lost in the lines, don't fill in with words just to make a rhyme, feel free to write, if the rhyme suits you, then out with it, if not, the meaning replaces it

Posted 12 Years Ago



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