You’d say “Grand Rising”

If only you understood

I woke up falling

Practicing balance

Manipura smoke burning

Calm solar plexus

As red is blushing

Blue is dead forever dear

But I fancy purple

Needles Pipes Coke

Wont enlighten dim minded

Lessers be blinded

Fat ass booty girl

Her 3 eyes open in full bloom

Coke bottle thick shape

Coke problem septum deviate

5 foot and 7 meets 6 feet and two

“Is you like anal”?

Or does that door not open

Just curious babe

I melt for sweat, spit, heat

Lathering with warm body lotion

Intellectual, Spiritual, hippie dippy notions

Okay I’m done now…….

AAAAAAAHHHHHHH Syke like a mothafucka

These hands start the trends warps and bends floats the wind

Then again can’t ascend beyond what’s happenin

Was a fish with one fin

Served dinner in the lions den

Rest In Peace or rest in power

Reflect on the sin yet again of my final harrowing hour

Pray to you to recommend

Me—0 every free one with the trees

The climax, a means to an end

See— all the vibrations and conflagrations

This makes 12 month deep meditation

Sugar supple elation

As the whites fund my castration

Never sleep keep sleeping

Live and Eat, keep feasting

Play the drums honk the horn, Beep beeping

Rewind the poem put it on Repeat

dootsrednu uoy ylno fI

gnillaf pu ekow I

ecnalab gnicitcarp

You stretched out and dry from riding on this Lovely Supreme Seat

I’ll boil you’re geyser until it explodes into the sky creating fine mist.