A Dozen Harvests

Spill the beans, any histories involved

Keen to the mysteries unsolved

The key's to meet peers with equal resolve

Treat years reaping the zenith, results

Of speaking zero fear in the presence of Baal.

Seek me,

In the deep streets, vehicle stalled

Seek me, need GPS installed

Have you seen my misplaced marbles,

Seen the murals of alcohol, Mossbergs

Nonstop monsters, animosity from cornballs?

Come seek me.

Where gravity leaves knees,

Where graffiti bleeds through the scene like Pall Mall menthols

I'm lost

In the pallid malls, y'all

Feelin' Weezy/wheezy breathing this aerosol,

Gone off the Hollygrove Carter 3, THC, brings me peace to sleep,

To re-member these demon elites can't R.I.P us all...

Superseded, we must seethe against the machine to evolve

You feel it, revealin' itself breeding a fever pitch to scald

Hades degrees of heat that could beam and dissolve, our freezing walls,

Please believe...

I've weeped obsene deepities of the long-haul

The reality of things are freaky, as you can see

By the wreaking leak of my jeans and drawls

It'll take eons to grieve

That each of these people seem like sleepwalkin' pawned off dolls

Pardon the 9-to-5, the decreasing yields man fuck this job

Our trees feasted eyes on TVs,

While the Epsteins were eating the Earth's salt

Leisure this sphere absolved, Lord...

Hyenas seat eager for you to fall,

If patience is a virtue then my vice is to exalt

Hear 'em scream in disagreement of who's at fault,

Jesus can we please just calm

The

Duck

Fown

I recently retrieved all my green-winged teals in an aisle, nawl

I ain't hear that birdcall, I migrate GPS installed

TBD, I bring in this Fall with the gall of a Halloween hall,

Seeping with the spleens of deacons, Heimdalls and Pokémon balls

Here's my thesis,

A breaching sequence, a fleeting sense being able to walk

Oh creepy crawl

Like a squeaky mole, to a small vault

Appalled, enthralled overall

A church mouse in the Backrooms,

A statue in the sand dunes

Shackled, can you please hear my birdcall

And scan through, the camel in the needle reaping what I yarned

Seek who? You can't see me, I'm like Cena's IG when I scrawl.