“Plug your ears, mask your fears.
Something weird’s going down...”
atavistic activism with rapacious symbolism,
check out the big ass words,
great barrier reefer,
cheaper pleasure seeker breathers,
continents of assonance
through neoliberal speakers:
truthful treble beveled,
sloping settlement of metal petals,
with gentrifying stencils.
file Franco, Francisco skies
belie compassioned eyes.
fortified morticians practice omnipotent contradictions,
dissection delighting the scalpel,
carving same rhythms,
same snare reverb
as beat drops
on the populace.
mollusk rock under the watcher’s kiss,
Winston’s glass beneath the frieze,
jury, hurry so the top you can appease.
“Listen or I’ll kill ya!”
anachronistic and ballistic roach tenements (shit...)
hellbent on fortifying dopamine
Algerian hostage standoff,
you know that boom boom bap, (mhm)
selling copyrights to fat cat music video cataracts.
special: Zealotry, hold the cheese.
Anne Coulter’s knees freeze buckle, (no tomatoes)
(ha) they say there’s a demographic problem (shit...)
in the basement,
new receiver in that room,
Direct TV been free basing:
buy one get one.
Mordecai and Ahmed
Gaza tripping just for fun.
free of mind, brush, pen,
overseer has been
on his MIDI making beats,
his controller unhinged,
simpleton script: “legit”.
the bird, the sample.
remixing a whip and a chain as examples and models to follow.
diction becomes hollow
with this new throttled meaning,
sorrow to believing
root of word ain’t rolled and smoked for deceiving
but yeah, I hit that,
and nervous breakdowns of my personal syntax elapsed.
I found creativity in seeing what I lacked.
“That was heavy man. Let’s have another one.
Encore, encore, encore....”
released October 9, 2013
Recorded in July of 2013
Written/performed/produced by Rhys Langston
"Resident Harebrain" Artwork by Caetano Santos
Mixed by Wolfram de Marco of Decameron Studios, Los Angeles, CA
Mastered by Dave Cooley of Elysian Masters, Los Angeles, CA
A Black Market Poetry Production
all rights reserved