quarta-feira, 27 de fevereiro de 2013

Some of us blink

Some of us blink(so eat it)
Apoet´s pledge they tried to slam with a metal block sledge scribed with rules,
using it as a hammer!
The shield dented and imprinted countless methods, styles in the pedantic.

They came to me, saying "That aint poetry"
Their synapses click "Are oceans varied and gigantic?"

They came to me and said that´"You can´t sea the atlantic!"
I pulled out my strait license poetically.
And said "I can ocean in a pond or up a tree!"
Judge our words, insult us frantic like
Catch up with each of our pupils creativity!

Label us the ignorant, lacking though, we never turned our backs,
Some of us blink!
Yet your eyelids sink and tears scream obsenities.
Our little P.com survival- hairy king,
Touch this thing called art don´t burn your finger
back to lockstep swing routine.
We no longer pray for you to linger.
Provoke the bloodshot vision
Never consider how much of your derision must apoet´seye see?

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