Voluntary Blockage

Purify my anguish through the coldness of circular rotary

It is like a chicken being cooked in the smelly farming town grocery
Whose vegetation of mindless gnomes speak voluntary without loquacity
Confused from trickery of mindless battery
Perplex to escape through prison walls of belly tomb fate
Bate is words of nothing but my escape
Squeezed my words from solid state
My symphony plays in naked zones
So then when saxophone plays a tune under my angel’s wings
I care to release the magic trappings of my kiss
To purify myself in confusing masking games
Blaming no one but my gaze
Upon the battle within myself
These words have touched and spoken from the hymns
I rip my limbs and stab my third eye
In order to
Release the sounds of my cries
Whose godly majesty is one to die for?
As fights of battle are my ties
To royal blood lines in my DNA
Confused to speak another word
But let me shed another vote

I battled through the smoke

I ate cake with the God of Buddha
Whose resurrection is like Jesus
The books of wisdom are inside my sleeves
Liberated to the stanzas of mass confusion
Whose he who trip attacks the melancholy of a kiss?
Programs a trapping with a word of thy nature
Bear arm the beast from rising heave
And speak the loudest rhymes of heat

I spit at the illusion of virtual problematic economy

These beats of rhyming is nothing but truthful battery
I engage in love making ceremony
I do not dedicate my alimony
To the flowers doom of my tune
As the driving reactor in my zoom
Is next to nothing but my moon
Whose antennas are inside these walls?
This diagram is designed to follow universal laws
The lectures from the creator
Bestowed to open up a portal
In another mortal
But if it’s not us who will engage
Who has to say that this vortex will not be closed off…?

Leon Basin
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