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touch it bring it near
tumescent yelling clear
cpr no vcr bring me to life
pure evanescence
your effervescence
bubbles amongst false teeth
effort evident to unleash meat
that cleaves to places unforeseen
but desired
oh for so long
over prolonged
dangled over denial
mangled composure
temple tunes
have become the blues
cpt… caribbean people terms
impressive the stoic now yearns
resistance is futile
borg bonk 69th percentile
puerile prehensile
strangling simian tail
spider monkey backed
spiritual no tat
pivotal throwback
to prior to programming
shift to embracing
what i once was holding in
in soaring eagles embrace whole skies
to cling to one cloud is to plummet and die
no shaking the spear over here
poised to chuck and hit several select targets
plentiful palette the lover of artists
filled with invisible inspiration
inevident ’till put into action
then it flows this favored interaction
this thought process this intense passion
for paths and pages
the math of sages
the tracks of the ageless
undisturbed detected but deferred
for my inner meter
that only I read but I share the report
as I develop a spiritual rapport
with what supports the beat of this heart
bootstrap… davey jones
deep thoughts the glory road
author was once the lowly toad
excalibur is the name of my chosen sword
to chop the heads of snakes gravediggas record…
creator namer winged healed submariner
unmasked water breather
new life no deceiver
just uplifting demeanor
internal screenplay screener
spiritual palette cleaner
refreshment dispenser
request no coins or bills
but coin phrases that build
monuments for this chief corner stone
to adorn and complete…
your rejecting me was destiny
your neglecting me made me invest in me…
and cultivate the best of me
so your cursing me helped my blessing be
when I turned from you and back to me….
last laugh for me revealing facts unseen
last lap for me circular paths I leave
in favor of the life i’m destined to lead
no illusory freedom granted i take it i’m freed
by Me.
Daiikiru Akasha Maximillion.


Oh my heart.

Oh my heart,
you bid me cry,
that you may set free the rain inside.
This is indeed reigning time just of a different kind.
I’ll allow it though for just a bit of the morning.
I have crowns to don.
I have poems to pen and verses to lay.
I have narratives to complete and new tales to spin.
This life of mine intertwined with rhyme…
This power released to grow to my prime…
The quieting of the raucous din of unrequited regard…
Sit tall… Fit all of you into malleable mastery.
Manifest your greatest masterpiece yet.
Dig into your depths but don’t discard the dirt or hurt.
See it… see from whence it stems… see where it is rooted.
Some depths require the holding of breath.
Some require the holding of tongue.
I disengage and disembark from the pursuit of a futile ending.
Find me in the wind…
You lost me in the wind…
in the wind of your distraction…
Plying petty proclivities and pretense…
I see through it .
Sometimes we tense and we wince…
Knowing good and goddamned well…
What’s coming is not what we came for.
Daiikiru Maximillion