DISTURBING SIGNIFICANCEÂ
Let me introduce you to the Poetry of Abrasion,
So morosely feverish it’s intense with fluctuations
I waste my precious time on these desperate affairs,
A disturbing significance, I’ve accepted their dark dareÂ
Beyond exposition, with vindictive confidence,
My daunting apparitions reflect a human remoteness
This damn business leads to such scandalous dimness,
I peddle my words beyond the media’s benevolenceÂ
Frivolous danger, including states of disrepair,
They provide jagged explanations without a care
This phenomenon portrays the crux of my anxiety,
The Plastic Sheep of society don’t ever impress meÂ
Their menacing Melamine Faces construct me as guilty,
Their grotesque eyes demonstrate confused depravity
With great impatience I’ll suppress my irritation,
As I bleed upon the floor of their pointless institutionÂ
I waste my precious time on these desperate affairs,
A disturbing significance, I’ve accepted their dark dare
This new Abrasive Poetry’s laced in sweet lucidity,
Why don’t you suck it and smile as I bleed upon the floor ! ! !
KING OF ABRASIONÂ
A new poetic statement, an invention of a style
A new manifesto for the new millennium
A fresh and glorious suffering has just been born,
I’ve been ordained, the pained, Abrasive Poetry KingÂ
I write with a ferocity, a frenzy of words
Thoughts are red-electric, molasses hands slowly jerk
With purity through cruelty I’m within the zone,
No crossing out--my explicit rough drafts have become well known ! ! !
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I can feel them observe with respectful lust,
As I pour my broken soul onto the sacred lined pages
Staining numerous notebooks with the s**t in my brain,
The excrement of the world as filtered by me
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A new poetic statement, an invention of a style
A new manifesto for the new millennium
A fresh and glorious suffering has just been born,
I’ve been ordained, the pained, Abrasive Poetry KingÂ
Writing is the ultimate sanctuary
And my collection of royal words will reign supreme
If I market it right to the listless Plastic Sheep,
I’ll become immortal thus completing Destiny.
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 POETICAL SPECTACLEÂ
They call me the “Putrid Poet of Painâ€,
But I’m just the artist of Contemporary Visions
They call me the “poet of mock-disdain and discontentâ€,
I’m their latest nightmare, witness my dark descent
Abrasive Poetry’s become my chief domain,
As creator and founder I completely reign
I’m unclassifiable, I invented it
Beyond all forms, this is my style--this is how I spit ! ! !
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My youth belongs to me and I’ll enjoy it like a god
I’m here to entertain you and to get you off
I perform in sound-bytes, I’m great for the ratings
From coast to coast I’ve become so nauseating
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Faded funnels of despair, illusions of dread
A spectral confusion, I leave nothing unsaid
I only grow stronger from inane resentment
Their controversy becomes my main commitment
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I’ve always preferred to be hated than adored
I don’t care if you berate me, just don’t ignore me
It makes no difference the media creates their own spin,
If I bleed I’ll lead on the evening news again
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I’m your Tragic Hero, mere amusement for the gods,
Before catharsis I’ll shout loudly and stand up tall
I’ll accept the challenge, cancel all the rehearsals
Fate’s smirking through the shadows of their weak Plastic Souls.
These works appear in Contemporary Visions II: THE DESCENT
Published by special arrangement with
Arousamotive-TRAGIC HERO Productions
