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12 century immortalz
02:56
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[MENES]
What is painted on yo death bed?
a mural of accomplishments or nothing but regret ->
a collage of gravez outside the window wept,
and stood statuesque like the cemetery slept
its... ALL a mirage, the flesh mind and bone...
an oasis of the soul is my throne
while most upon the white sheets wish to go home
sad to say it would be more wasted time ...
i left my moniker, my mark and my arbiter
i left my blood on the page of this monitor
I gave a glimpse to the life of a condor
And saw this earth like a commodore...
and i wish to see no more, the opposite of deaths door->
asking to gorge or sacrifice your adored
silly human... i calculate your movement
and make sure where you end up is congruent
A collage ... Created with our Jaws
Put together pieces.. gravez in a plot
A mirage... in the Sea of thought
Incubated swords that pierce straight through your heart
[stranded]
system glitch
tsutomu nihei is articulate
daunting sprawling architecture illustrates his penmanship
he differentiates the worlds by coloring the interstice
just as cibo dies
she enters it and learns who kirri really is
that since he can’t be fixed
the safeguard revoked his membership
a lever on a slot machine is used to choose his nemesis
cybernetik kaiju
any level
any time
cenobites
but digitized
tasked to kill if you’re alive
these are pieces of a saga distant from our own
but somehow an all but empty world where buildings grow
feels like home
so through this mess
i choose to reflect the crucified
until the future arrives where all humans died
this reality emitting beams of gravity
a force that wants me to quickly leave the galaxy
i don’t blame those who think that suicide is good
i just don’t think they do it for the reason that they should
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empty scabbards
02:18
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the sky is descending
03:38
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[stranded]
tunnels to seismic skies
stars that root provides
my veins flicker to my heart
thunder ink inside
the shuffle shapes my straits
sedates my condensate
precipitates innate predispositions to oscillate
a ballerina’s demeanor when music boxes play
my own world in a private space
words twirl with hypnotic grace
the true beauty the dots obey
adhesion concentrate
inchoate wraith
all friction gravitates away
betrays its oath to break
season of the undeterred ubiquity
heart-intrinsic symphony
sci-fi that’s not quite fictioning
sleeves of cosmic codes write a program that was meant to be
conjured energy from null erupts in spite of my deficiency
you are a propeller
a binary star umbrella
i hold onto you and float into a calming shelter
adjust the shrill of the synaptic erudition
your beautiful black magickian’s involucral bract decryption
the soft pink pulse of lily pads feeds the famished astrolabe
i am reminded of reclusion in a tacit age
love contrasts malaise
the buzz outlasts the page
the orgasm of the blood drips off the dragon’s fangs
exsanguinated selenite
nourishment of a death that grows
the dream is old
the most recurring role through every episode
a presumed mythology annoys what’s real
the tender dagger song
the sound a single atom draws
paralyzed in secrecy
lunar flares spike frequencies
imprisoned hypnopompically
i still decide to more deeply sleep
illusion management
the occulted flame befriends its banishment
witchlight
the moon restores the broken candle’s wick
[MENES]
all seems to fall when the wind blows
all seems to settle in a winters cold
all seems call when im never home
all seem to search for my severed soul
But I'm indifferent to everything significant
you slither through your life and I dig gravez ambivalent
I mean the mystery is simple and oblivion
missed a step? dont matter ; im a nihilistic gentleman
a void portal ... but enter and we never leaveeee
anoint mortals ; without a splinter of belief
a space ship waits to take me from this dying place..
but I know its untrue like we die in grace
a death mask awaits each and everyone of us...
i seen to many to deny this underlining dusk
i think its great you live happy and oblivious
but me?... i'd rather live knowing and disastrous
a cataclysmic super nova in the grasp of us
a shining star that shines no more is the work of lazarus
in the labryinth i laugh at my lasting lust
and list my enemies who will be hear after us
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air loomz
02:33
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[stranded]
whisper to me
with the whiskers between your lips and their ink
there’s a subdued gasp within every vascular inch that i read
chapters that convince me to need
heirlooms of intimacy
the indefatigable tactless pinch in my sleep
i will serve the nebula that wraps my pen in infinities
pillars of gas that build in their sleep
glaciers of passion
billowing heat
typhoon in a wrist
vortex that puts illusions at risk
the subtext that persists in the subsets of a moon that i sip
the contours of a noose that glimmer faintly
aloof in a glitch
if i had one wish
teleport to survive
take a walk through desert skies
fascinated with why i don’t have permission to die
the charisma collides
i’m imprisoned by my own nucleotides
tethered to her eyes
a golem remote controlling the gods
i peer inside
when i cherish
i ice mirror divide
where i end and you begin is a sphere as a line
mutantkind
our magick is caterpillars that hide
locked inside
what we imagine is drawn by sai
we fit the pattern of what happens to atoms that ionize
the protective shadow curling around you fireside
this dragon wanders a galaxy trying to find the answer to how he can feel so much when he’s not alive
[MENES]
to elucidate a victum of our soothin blades,
and cut ligaments arteries appendages,
i mention this to enter bitter winter windz
in the summer of a midsommer chant from within
to sacrifice an acolyte ; or maximize the art of flight
its dire straits a common place of unwanted traits ..
i nestled in a caveeee, with markings of a graveeee
that warmed my flesh thoroughly ; incanted by a mage
the origins of my origin->were born today..
so the cycle moves and i'd like to celebrate
goblet in the air ; and i drown in fire water
to the mountain side.. favela with my father
caution of approach ; the darkness is upon us
a shared function of our tribulation of a martyr
so it seems that the worlds inbetweeen,
are much more apparent, when walking in our dreams
pass down to me in a passive palaquin
and im jus here to dwell, until i'm well again
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bone pyre
03:51
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[MENES]
the repertoire ; a weapon market czaar
cauterized wounds with a flamthrower car
change stop lights with a bullet made star
and empty all my problems on your rest rest assured
is this the medley? the scene kinda deadly?
fam-ly with shell casing teeth in assembly,
the dog wear armor, and got-a robot gun on his back->
cut my people some slack. before you get wacked
a cybernetik eye ; a cybernetik arm
a cybernetik life ; a cybernetik bomb
a cybernetik smile, with a cybernetik charm
but you know its time for buisness when he put his cybernetiks ON!
...
I GLOW BLUE LIKE NEO-TOK-YO in-the-FUTURE
me and a 6 armed computah... so to say that woman is a shootah
but also quite a good time when you sittin with a loofah
or the oogah boogah
i got a system shock for yo rugah
backfires... removes the brain of its suitor
casinos of ice ; and brothels of spice
its all in the dosier of my chosen life
the underground we run around like a rat in a race
but the fact of this pace is were never being chased
so the point of our journey is a waste
because the exit never had a place
the outcome was steal eclectic taste
and use it in a way that we hate ; and never give us stake
for what they take ; i know if for myself that a
rich mothafuckah took a book off my shelf, and
never know how it felt ; to watch something you born
give another being wealth, so fuck everybody else
i go for delph
[stranded]
bamboo syringe
sword inject you with a whirlwind
the folds of your wound become a vortex that lures you in
your body contorts in order to go inside itself
into its grave
like deflating balloons behave
you violently spiral in as soon as i remove the blade
swallowed by the nexus like you’re going through a gauntlet exit
backwards tetris
bones snapping
while you’re floating
like your throat is in the grasp of vecna
spells of war
swarms of samehada-filled tsunamis “bullet hell” the shore
shivers of sharkskin swords the size of dinosaurs
cheat code-level murder stats
a slew of pseudomorphs attack
a cloud of cephalopods poofs
and turns to bats
locate the echoes in the coffins that your souls belong to
the color scheme of an exoplanet on ayahuasca
vampire skeletons
boiled to get swirling strips of gelatin
candies with sasori’s/puppetz shells on them
remote controlled shadows
iron bends of its own volition
approaches you
glitching
the world as you know it begins dripping
horizons shrink
the odor of misguidance winks
you realize there’s a multiverse inside his ink
a creature with the aura of autumn in perpetuity
who possesses an acute
explosive vernal acuity
gardens move with me
i walk with moons and trees
despite the desolation on the surface
color blooms beneath
beauty holds my gaze
blessed
i traffic solar rays
through the darkest recesses of its atomic cage
photonic storms
a gust of dreams are expressed
grief in distress
combusting molecules being compressed
ghost projection
awake
roaming the lullaby
sorrow groping the wing flaps that abduct the sky
inching through the whispers
my abyss is an unholy fixture
guenhwyvar licks her
i can feel the static jolt her whiskers
my familiar is unprecedented suffering
alas
i take solace in the light the bone pyre casts
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the sun's death
02:46
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[MENES]
ordinary extra-ordinary oddities,
the macabre curios of curiosity,
antiquarian the symbolism Socrates->
a synagogue of shrunken head discography anomalies
get yo shit right ; at the strike of midnight
call the midwife to deliver this mic
leper and a highway man of no dignity
morning star bringer to the horizon.. visibly
the old cabinet a hundred different locks
each one a labyrinth minotaur knox
bloodlettin weaponry amulets of hearts
mortuary imagery mist of image mimicry->
fist of the 5th star, mystified gemstones,
fragments of a fractured soul and a broken home
long dead poets poems -> written on another plane
no need to explain that he died in vain
also said theres a collage of gravez
and inside a bottle waits mirage of bladez
and outside surrounded by a sea of swordz
monkey fingaz, monkey paws, monkeys galore
open up tha doors ; hears what you'll find
another door with a 100 doors behind ;
and each one with a hundred locks in vines
and each keys hidden in the vaults of my mind
[stranded]
my planet’s broken
the crescent vanished
deserts span for oceans
repeat the ghost
with no trick spelling
charon demands a token
floating
i stood
ripped to shreds
cyclopean bullet wounds
i saw the horns in the silhouette of a current that wouldn’t move
split decision
arctic winter-driven difference engine
my despair is infinite
it builds chrysalises
stingrays and porcupines
barbs tip the splinters
if i continue existing
i must learn to do so living with it
a coven of moons feasts my eyes on a pride of jewels
true love improvises with the wounds that had my sky removed
i’ve formed a bond with stress
being alive beyond my death
under constant threat
hearing dirty saying ‘watch your step’
collage of alchemists
the flames that fleck the flower’s lips
sunset
the remnant hearthfire cloud that devours drizzt
swimming scimitars
subvolcanic mirror scars
my tears dissolve in the mirage
but never heal the flaws
i crave the magnetism
the waves of apomixis
the toroidal splash along the axis that attracts the wizard
the vagrant color morph
light ghost
my coat’s a fuzzy torch
the glacier’s function forks
the labyrinth in the tunnel warps
the merciless pursuit of a summoned corpse disrupts the force
still
anguish is a hi def signal that love distorts
the root affixed to the queen
a keen serration in the seed
an ancient dream rips the grave from his sleeve
his halo chimes
and gently reignites before his aura dies
his sword survives by pouring syrup on a samurai
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[stranded]
i sheathe the sun into a garden it is kept from bathing
stargrazing
flowers drink despite the dark they’re draped in
under the stealth wings of hundreds of wellsprings
of love that hunt fangs like the blood of van helsing
bury parasites where they slither
their very life is dismembered
carried by a river
they sail through veins to the liver
where they’re filtered out like billowing clouds of smoke through a fissure
hair trigger
arrows seem to explode from their quiver
i am not sure of the purpose
light years from the surface
a vibe nurses the vascular limbs of a quercus
lightning surges from the axes of each empty furnace
my aura’s dermis looks like skin from a taxidermist
but the appearance of a creature that has yet to be found
a collection of clouds that wears an eclipse as a gown
the wind is an antique
sand on repeat
the moon’s physique gets me through the violence of being reaped
a book of cages
chapters of torn out pages
but nothing changes
despite the many liberations
i can’t escape
the story’s corazon’s still clearly stated
war rages
a multiverse of my reflections wage it
but it’s like an interphasic russian muñeca ate us
you can’t expect freedom when your prison is a simulation
a yokai with an air pump inflates a pharaoh’s eardrum
overcome
he hears the hum of a self-induced railgun
it’s curious with just how well pharaohs’ beds are made
that you still find a way to make rest such a baleful thing
[MENES]
the dormant dreams are my cousin in the realms between
i found a place, that the hells are built to dwell and scheme,
and tore the seams that held together all that bleeds->
in a moments eve a sound that remain unknown to me
unfeasible.. this immortal pill that takes you everyday
a new fetus falls to the floor, and slowly fades away
she looks gorgeous but this tileset is abhorrent
an everyday war is riddled with tells and torrents
i've never felt such a love, a love that is such as this->
a hagravens kiss dancing on the portalic abyss...
yes its true; shes a sleep spirit so she cant exist
but i lived in this world for many years in one nights mist
im confused as the-day-i -was propelled here
a violet cyclone whirlwinds of maelstroms
why were my captors so set on looming death
knowing that i couldnt die is assuming much less
than the true depth of this tragic bane of lasting pain
i still took the medicine ; though my human frame
shifted and contorted ; it was distorted
to never leave this world without an orphan
i awoke in a state of malfeasants
it was important
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oceanigami
02:19
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[MENES]
im sick of not bein told that i'm the worst
by you half steppin emcees who cant incant a verse
self destruct notepads ; boobytrap mic labs->
yo writing arm is weak babblin premature vocab
new born syndrome ; havent played outside the pen
safety scisscor lines, predictable, the common thread
begotten trends, followed blindly so you lost again
i evict the landlord and tell him whats the cost of rent
cant afford yo family gone, thats the loss of lent
askin what we have in common, nothin, thats common sense
i fast upon a throne that filters toxicants, while my iron chest stomac pollutants, of the populace
dirt dwella its the rise of a fallen man ; bustin out my grave like the tomb full of hydrogen
the hydra wins with a mouth full of flaming souls
evaporate the stage, and entertain a crowd of ghosts
[stranded]
i get my ink from a dream
orbit maker sunbeams
i kneel before my regime
this endless fillory stream
the spellqueen
flaming wellspring
serrated hell-sting
the braille reads that ANY trail’s gleaned
this holy grail drink is bottomless
epitomized abyss
the lips i long to kiss
the bond
a dense resilient link that’s hypnopompic stiff
drenched monolith
her heart the onyx color of a stark eclipse
the waves of magick coming off her whisk the weight of cosmic rifts
instilled
i swim in the field of flowers the power yields
the nuanced subvolcanic understanding that a mountain feels
nebula-rich
i mesh with the witch
the cloud congeals
entangled on a quantum scale
our resonance is a crown of eels
electric writhing energetic halo of a thousand shrills
pulse resounding will
a strict assertion that devours shields
collage of light
symmetric block cipher mirror friction
the sheer addiction that he feels when his chimera glistens
the oscillations serenade his atoms in their nuclei
constellations tune and synchronize his bloom to the moon in his sky
sunlight redirected
softly tethered to his very veins
the tide
arcane
coerces the lens flare to wane
a creep of tortoises flinch as microtremors brush their shells
a stunning portrait of their whispers veiled in a voiceless yell
pharaoh warfare
a fury of sand stirs in the air
like a somnambulant hibernating bear with recurring nightmares
steeped in the silhouette of a pyramid as the wind shrieks
is the whipping fabric of a cloaked figure’s physique clinging near the peak
a sea of swords
each zanpakuto is a kaiju sheath
each blade
a piece of the puzzle of my release
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