05 JAN - Cruxtaposition
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What’s your condition?
Cruxtaposition:
Of yours to his when
Crux is the switch then..
What if you’re missin
Somethin, or it’s been
Comin for Christmas
But it forgets gifts?
What if you’re different?
What if your vision’s
Love is the gift, and
Hunger for difference?
Hunter or prisoner?
Somethin more infinite?
Others are different, sure
Hungry for little bits..
What if the biggest bread
Oven’s the richest head?
What if it isn’t dead?
Just getting bigger yet..
What if it isn’t bread?
Just isn’t fit for specs:
What if the vision bred
Supper? The kitchen’s next..
Did a hundred mustard seeds
Quit a hundred f-ckin trees?
Vision’s someone under these
Biggest motherf-ckin trees
Lookin up at top soil
Thinkin that it’s darkness..
Good is what does not toil
Kingdoms stand on parchment..
Kings don’t have a guard cuz
Kings are actin hard, but
Kings are battle hardened:
Kingdoms stand if guarded..
Seeds are planted - ours, but
We aren’t that which flowers from
Agreements havin partners:
He’s the plant we harvest..
He’s the plan in darkness
Freedom’s plant will harken:
We just plan to harvest:
Sleepin, as he guards the
Kingdom that he started
Surface is illusion:
Things that have departed:
Worryin is useless..
Buried in the rubric
Carried by their blueprints
Is Roundup
To brown what’s
Married to a eunuch..
Hearing him is crucial
Down from
The ground up
Peering at the losers
Arrogant as usual..
Fearing them is two year olds:
Weakness
Isn’t secret:
Clearing their abusive hold’s
Derrière of Tootsie Rolls..
Buried where their sluice blows:
Barriers to truth explode..
Terror is the truth unknown:
Where is their computer code?
Here is where the future flows
Carryin the looter’s gold
Arrogance is proof a ho
Married sin - the loser’s broke..
Where’s a wicked fool to go?
Where I’ll give him food to grow
Fearful when his muse atones
Carryin the tune I wrote..
Cheerful is the dude who knows
Everything’s a gift the Lord
Buries in a root that grows
Anything he wishes for..
Buried in a tomb of soldiers
Cheerful if it’s you unknown there
Spirit music, cool composure
Fear attuned when womb is opened..
What’s your condition?
Just underprivileged?
What’s yours if his then?
Cruxtaposition..
What is forgiveness?
Much more to get when
Such is the minimum
Of cruxtapositionin..
What if you’re missin it?
Just more to switch to gifts..
Nothin our stitches mend:
Crutches aren’t really legs..
Cruxtaposition is!
Crux is the difference in
Someone forgiven sin:
Mothers of wickedness
Sons with the stiffest necks
Juggle her sins with tech
Jugulars slit as hex
Utterers drip respect..
Gutted - and stripped of
Nothin - it’s his stuff!
What is a victim’s
Cruxtaposition?
Sucks to be different?
Sucks to be dicks when
Cruxtaposition
Is cuckin these bitches..
