TOPIC: being unconscious-right before, during, and right after sleep WORD: guitar (read both, then vote with the name of your pick IN THE SUBJECT LINE)
(also, muddywaters JUST offered to fill in, so he was only given a day to produce...meaning even though this match is late, no points are being deducted from anyone) . . .
yo i write rhymes in darkness, pen spills on parchment/ sleepwalkin thru mental battlefields playin guitar kid/ pickin up pads like dads in cvs/ proceedin to inscript all these words i manifest/ concepts for songs planned out in counsciousness/ but when i'm dead to the world is when God wanna bless/ knowledge...with the words Satan wish he coulda defeated/ no thoughts needed, warnings is bound to go unheeded/ my flow speedeth off to galaxies unknown/ while u catch z's, my inner monologue is never dial tone/ travelin inside my mind, unaware of time's design/ slippin away and losin it before i finish the rhyme/ : : :---: :---: :---: :---: :---: :---: :---: : : muddywaters:
thoughts were paralyzed as the energy was drained sometimes, itís too hard to maintain or sustain didnít notice the pencil had slip from my grasp itís not helping that i'm sittin in this boring ass class knowledge? more like nyquil on the brain did i mention that the bus drove us here through the rain apparently, all the elements converged at sleepís place and arranged for ms. desk to blind date my face you know the feelin, tryin to take notes of teachers quotes get back to the lab and canít read what you wrote or she callin out your name, you canít repeat what she spoke sandman tied that noose in the rope thereís no hope time slows like turntables losing power a minute turns into a hour when you watchin the clock sleep pointed the glock and then shot in the operating room consciousness had lost seein weird shit that no man comprehends is usually the way when visiting slumberland abraham lincoln built great walls in japan as dissected frogs two-step with fractians obviously, what was being taught was caught by my mindís net and then tossed like salad in bowls, then let loose without control now mona lisa, stole my visa, to buy reefa imagine, a world where anything can happen egar allen poe had crows that he hoeíd i bought one cause i never tried that befoe unbuckled my belt and pulled down my pants and awoke to find out i had my dick in my hand wouldíve been embarrassed except for that the place i always sat in the class was in the back still a little dazed so iím sure there were stars above my head like when el cabong clocks cats with his guitar 3 more minutes before itís time to go probably borrow notes later when i hook up with roscoe