I’ll take walks late at night before roosters know

If the times right

Exhale because the inhale is glorious

Cool on the lungs when I walk on this surface

Yes, it’s a way to get exercise

The other way is, well, you’re reading

I experiment before my atoms divide

Never took shrooms

Only like to admire formations from afar

I’ll joust on any day just hand me a calendar

Your reasons end in why that’s also

The letter that ends my reason to expand on this often

I bring my own nails to a coffin

Never know if it’s for me but probably someone else who’s lost in

This jungle of webs that intertwine with labyrinths in the head

Found a way? I know you found there’s nothing to what I lend

I owe to only someone who keeps a lonely one with a friend

Shit how can I step away when a beat finds a way for me to escape

Dive head first into an ocean of notes where words I swim through freely

I don’t hallucinate I just picture what could’ve been

Take a snap shot but my words will last longer

Lingering in a dome where even when closed

That dragon brought winter closer than you imagined

In any form

It’s how I reflect without mirrors

Where I stand above planets

And sit on space, how’s gravity keeping everything in place

Type of shit to ask as a kid

Or when you wonder if a bullet could feel before it’s in

If shots aren’t fired

Who’s gonna hear the one clearly tired

This and that about sniper scopes and Scorsese raps

I’ll cash in before my casino went from a fella to no, he’s trapped

Splitting wigs like Maury except my commercials aren’t filled with

Fake notions, Oh Henry, the pipers calling I’m sure I missed a payment surely

Strangle myself with a cell phone

Heard a phone call used to have telephone cords

Now I wrangle with a stranger who seems to appear kindly, no danger

Then it’s off to the races, the paces aren’t Pacers, the laps don’t dance

They only spin heads where a win is to celebrate with chasers

If this is it, just know my world is full of all types of laughs

From another shrimp on the barbie to a fat guy clearly too tight to wear coats

Or a brother’s look when he thinks I said something beyond his beautiful act

I don’t need a reference, it’s my life I speak, I dare for a counter react

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I like the flow and a good chunk of the imagery... honestly I wasn't feeling the second half as much.. felt like you went from some grand imagery and metaphors into some stuff that felt like it came too far back down to earth and pop culture too much... I don't know though the flow and wordplay was tight... and Like I said I really dug some of the imagery.. bringing your own nails to a coffin << that's fire.. I liked that.

Thanks for the feedback. Always love any constructive criticism. you're right on the second half. That was intended/leaning towards my cousin. He's really the only other that reads my writtens. From the outside looking in, I can see how it doesn't mesh with the top half.

I keep trying though...again..thanks and do you write? If so? Post, always interested in other's thoughts/wordplay

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I have a couple pieces on page 2 and if you search by author (select "and" not "or") you'll turn up some older stuff.... looks like the majority of it is gone now though... I keep meaning to write more.. this place used to be a freaking awesome forum for that.. miss so many of these people and those days.

I'll post something up sometime this week.. maybe even try and get in the habit.

You think you make legs quiver
How about refine lines that deliver
Shake a head or even a nod
I'm abroad in thoughts where I'm lost too far
I go off on this on purpose
it's why hip hop is my love
and I got quills to pen before I’m a corpse
life is a roller coaster, more sad than thrills
you’re in a race, must be a tortoise
I used to think I was Alexander on a conquest
You got popcorn? Michael has it before Thrill-er
I don’t err when I step to a mountainous microphone monument
I’ll yell it louder, even in AM when my whispers are gargantuan
They’ll wake up a neighbor
Only to ask if I’m serving again
When daylight breaks
I heard I keep wondering
Your vision has me looking lonely, no friend
I don’t pretend
I accept the facts I’m in my reality
That’s why I utilize vernacular to create casualties

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No need to get my mental status cold stressin