Tell me what you see

People like you kinda talk too fast.

Muddy on yo kicks cause you got no class.

Funny how a man can give you ( give you)

Something of a key to the menu ( menu)

Tell you how your fleas don’t fly ( don’t fly)

And tell you that the beast don’t lie,

Listen,

Split second thinking in spirals I bend it

Minimal grammar the pattern is kinetic

Pressure on phrases I lace it frenetic

Tongue never resting the tempo is hectic

Edges get sharpened I carve in the pocket

Logic is optional lock in the rocket

Breath running thin but the cadence elastic

Snap into place then I fracture the bracket

You won’t give me all the things I know I need,

Come to me and look upon the way I bleed.

Tell me what you see

Tell me what you see

Velocity verbs in a vertical ladder

Syntax abandoned the motion still matters

Digits are twitching the brain in a scatter

Every line sliding then folding the pattern

No safety net sentences live in the blur

Meaning is present but never secure

End on a pivot no warning no linger

Thought still accelerating after the period

You won’t give me all the things I know I need,

Come to me and look upon the way I bleed.

Tell me what you see

Tell me what you see