“Waterskiing barefoot, all through Finnegans Wake”

a body built of letters; and inner core that is an abode of alliteration
Fate, is merely a scene I create with my Papermate  –

E-motions cascade across the medulla’s space, bathing the 3rd Eye in an Ocean …
So I depart, on time, never late, Waterskiing barefoot, all through Finnegans Wake –

make james joyce turn over in his literary haze,

as former slaves rejoice –
creation of a tanned Ulysses with fresh J’s on his Achilles, he rises from a watery grave –
A Science of Life initiate
A branch Dravidian with this Indus Valley spit
Undecipherable lyrics
Sick
Yoda smoking a spliff with Jesse Jackson
Trying to come up with a trick
To understand how from a glyph found in a cliff I re-iterated the entire canon contained in the  Indus Valley Script and I wasn’t even born yet!?!

A Comet sliding through the comments, eviscerate hate into sections –
Here to signify the Victory of Sozen the Fire God –
Fire god I spit hard
The Last Word Bender
Who bends Air into Words that I use to smash any contenders
Here 2 n-light-n
TheM
With the element of Education through Elucidation –
I taught myself Kanji,
Tu no comprende? no one on the Island could guard He
My wordplay is brighter than a Sunday
Sin una sensei
Mis palabras son other authors
Like they were sin Papas –

Envision a Canvas, brotha
I speak pictures similar to Francis Coppola –
But mine are more Gods more Fathers
More Suns, never us Thugs
Uplift my Brothers, because the Others don’t Bother, with Us
Dark Blocks
Fiends for the light, out at night,

Cuz Hope’s Candlelight was Blown Out –
Stressed Out, arms stretched out and I increase my Klout
Insight for the hidden reasonings behind Life
They can’t hate me out of my copyrights . . .

 

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