Studio 8 Collaboration! It Seems a Proper Time to Bring In - darque (9)
Posted: March 30th, 2021, 9:12 am
View our collaboration of voice, music and art here:
https://youtu.be/bH78dJYg-gI
It Seems a Proper Time to Bring In
~darque (9)~
belief in the relief from the chains of the brain
incorporating stagnation of non-sense/common sense
dispelling the welling of stress repressed
by the incapable unable under a maple table fable of
missed myths hissed thru lips puckered, tuckered from
bellowing, yellowing screams of dreams
created, fixated, uninitiated constipated knee-jerked, overworked,
under-paid, over-abused, misused calculations of relations
unguarded, farted thru whole holes opened hoping for
paramount visions bringing ringing of hell’s bells
chiming, whining, dining on chosen frozen dinners for
winners and sinners repeating, deleting, cheating only
those who knows not some of the flotsam that climbs rhymes
structured, butchered by lives knifed into
segmentations, regimentations, compartmentalizations
assessing the mess undressed before mirrors of reflections
being, microscoped, telescoped, helio-doped into volumes
hinted, printed, minted and filed, defiled, re-filed across
spectrums rectums aching to be heard like herds of words
corralled by fences of defenses designed resigned a number
through sixteen thousand and one hundred and four million
not counting sub-letters ‘a’ thru ‘y’ (omitting the ‘z’) under
fluorescence of innocence where marque of the darque
becomes praised, crazed, raised into ways of known now blown.
Cecil B. Lee
https://youtu.be/bH78dJYg-gI
It Seems a Proper Time to Bring In
~darque (9)~
belief in the relief from the chains of the brain
incorporating stagnation of non-sense/common sense
dispelling the welling of stress repressed
by the incapable unable under a maple table fable of
missed myths hissed thru lips puckered, tuckered from
bellowing, yellowing screams of dreams
created, fixated, uninitiated constipated knee-jerked, overworked,
under-paid, over-abused, misused calculations of relations
unguarded, farted thru whole holes opened hoping for
paramount visions bringing ringing of hell’s bells
chiming, whining, dining on chosen frozen dinners for
winners and sinners repeating, deleting, cheating only
those who knows not some of the flotsam that climbs rhymes
structured, butchered by lives knifed into
segmentations, regimentations, compartmentalizations
assessing the mess undressed before mirrors of reflections
being, microscoped, telescoped, helio-doped into volumes
hinted, printed, minted and filed, defiled, re-filed across
spectrums rectums aching to be heard like herds of words
corralled by fences of defenses designed resigned a number
through sixteen thousand and one hundred and four million
not counting sub-letters ‘a’ thru ‘y’ (omitting the ‘z’) under
fluorescence of innocence where marque of the darque
becomes praised, crazed, raised into ways of known now blown.
Cecil B. Lee
beautiful & dear visuals, text & voices!!!!!!!!! gracias Judih for bring it back!!!!!! great piece!!!!!!!