Ish the Stomach - Fun House Facade Or: The Virtue and Catharsis Charlatans Provide
In the worlds oldest book of rules
The oldest rule in the book
Is the one who writes the rules in the book
Is bound to change em if and when the fool doesn't look
It's a school for the shook
Crooked weigh down twisted cobble stoned riddler
Rooftop dawned a fiddler
Alfred Prufrock, huffing whiteout, with more coverage, than a Manitoba blizzard
Zombie shambles over fissures random housing wizards
Moused his pupil by the gizzard
Memento mori meant his mentee died then he Lazarus-ised
At the bidding of a parliament of lizards
Antagonists regalia reciting hero's gospel
Impostor got the hostages, they're caught up in the hostel
Nostrils flared, incensed, eyes widened
No patrolin' round this constable
Bar-stools-scare friends, spies hiding
Broken stolen found impossible
Bound to be unconscionable
Ides of March upon the leaves she's reading tea inside her ramen bowl
Prognosticate, say your soothing sermons
Settle in with metal wings supplied by mostly vermin
He thinks he's Johnny Carson, bout to go and get a turban
Calm alarmed for arson, tossed preponderance of words in
Spawning charmed guitar strings, lost a promise where the nerve singed
Pubic mons, druid fawns, Nostradamus virgin
Spermling and bailed 3 rings pop a tent above acrobats enacting accountability rites
The greatest show this side of eukaryotic rabble rousing fights
It's lessons of the senseless and the rules for taking flight
Lift, atmosphere, thrust, equate save Daedalus light
Trust knowledge and anguish
Pass guidance of flames lit
Spark Prometheus shame fit
Ancient glyphs stream shift
Seduce the ebbing of the night
Seduce the ebbing of the night
Seduce the ebbing
Victory of Pestilence, War, Famine, Death
Cybele, Lilith, Eve, Salome, Delilah, Beth
Bless the feminine side before you take another step
Or does that monkey on your back keep you bridled by your breath
Does it stir up such a feeling in the center of your chest
To raise a crop unburdened by the oxen struggle 'gainst the stress
Cracking yokes this revolution re-contextualizes chess
The game of lords and feuding emperors who joust with verbal jests
Smoke of canon fire drifts to rest inside her crystal ball
Gypsy hums eclipsing visions of a tower and its fall
Narcissus scrying past the surface self reflection
Foisting a connection
Source cognitive impairment
Tension deficit discretion
Method throwing wheel's fortune
Verse, verb intention
Hang your hero by the ankle hinged
Immaculate deception
Coin, sword, wand, cup
Map mist and cull direction
Compass rose denying north
To plot a course you need a source
Origin unknown performs
Where the augur fails to mention
Scales blindly balancing the temperament she stepped in
The cold read of her confidence slick with serpent oil
Suspending disbelief for spectacle there's value in the toil
The cold read of her confidence is slicked with serpent oil
Suspend disbelief for spectacle find value in the toil
Written by:
Ishmael Antar
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