Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Poem

Fluttering tongues rap syllables unknown
to half-listening audiences' aortas. When
pains consort to comfort, whims of recipients
realize instrumentality weaves strands of
untruth into the enemies of the faithful. Steps
like the one let loose by her tongue
cruelly, silently, love hates generated
by the multisyllabically complex rappers
and hip hoppers riding waves
of abiding peace.