The Cipher Spiral

Crumpled pages, mind racing, no erasin'

Thoughts heavy, spine sagging, dreams adjacent

To the curbside, where the words hide in the cracks

Dusty vinyl spins wisdom, the needle snaps

I’m a time capsule, buried in the concrete jungle

Spit fossils, hieroglyphs in the mumble

Hunger like a wolf, but the sheep play shepherd

Shatter glass ceilings, I’m the reckless wrecker

Round and round, the cipher spiral

Words on fire, eternal, viral

Catch the beat, let it guide you, vital

One shot left, make it primal

Blueprint schemer, ink-stained dreamer

Flow’s cleaner than a preacher’s Sunday demeanor

But gritty, like the gutter’s symphony hummin’

Echo of the struggle, the bassline drummin’

Turn tables into time machines, a future past

Eras flash, but the essence always lasts

City symphonies, brick walls whisper tales

I’m the pen, the pad, the wind that fills the sails

Echoes of the stoop, kids jumpin’ rope

Streetlights flicker, cast a halo of hope

Grimy and divine, it’s a paradox in rhyme

The cipher never ends, just circles through time