Anti-Star System

[Verse 1: Hemlock Ernst]
Action reaction to law
Factions defeated by walls
Forcing the fictions to seed
This encryption deleting my all
Circuits in service to purposelessness
Vertebrate verdigris
Urban resurfaced to merger with merchants
Disfiguring currents of culture
Echoing vultures — serpenting, side-winding, co-signing
Popular icons and high value artisans and their artifacts
Can't tend to void what you holler back
Seek and destroy what you paid
All that you gave
Three shades that's ingrained
You jettisoned efforts to crescent the purity еvident in every crеvice
Incredulous urgency — cynical
Sycophantic — symptomatic of currency
Arguing over the status of status
The stasis of dead homo sapiens
Treated as trinkets, delinquents, and atoms in sequence
Out-of-sequence by the graphs you deleted
Science mixes bodies
Muddies faces/dictions
People/hair/fire
Metal/platelets/friction
At an arm's length — a subtle pointillism
You can see it breathe
How he held the 'ism
How he held the 'ism
Sitting in the middle of a red room
At the dead center of a black star
Sitting in the middle of a blue room
At the dead center of a black star
Anti-star…

[Verse 2: Beans]
This is New Age Asphyxiation with mic cords
Tarot card King of Swords
Action weaver of strange fires
Put the panic on watts
Frenzy illustrated when my powers prevail
A blade in the trick or treat
That roars rapping your pain in closed caption
No love with the sound phased out
No peace a repetition in ashes
As above so below buggin' out
Like animals in cages collages
The cadence is a maze of no emergence
Voices from Hell pay homage
Take their hats off - the fire cries out in hunger
When I was younger I hungered and never
Satisfied - now I'm older still bolder
And never placated -
I know hunger - it wasn't far for me to remember
In a crowd of scars called memory
I never severed
Harmly hardly under a palm tree
Rock the body, body so healthy and hearty
Bury a body harshly bashed with a nail-studded wooden plank arch-rivalry
Hovering at 40 ft. wingspan apathy
Trapped between the lines
Writing my way out
My escape route
Was a trapdoor when I fell through the floor
In a flask of bad serum
It's the autobiography of poison gas in full bloom
Taken all your birthdays with the waves crushing you
Wack effeminate rap - tits tattooed on its back
Made myself into a drug intoxicant to fly as a pilot - on a flight
Working from home your face called in sick-
Non-odor-resistant funk game of surprise calligraphy hostilities urn
Dog with no bite bark loud litany assail
Lion ate literature des-tabl-izor 28 centimeters wide incisor roar
No recompense penmanship -render yours worthless
My verse vs. your verses
A relationship to living better in retrospect devoid of touch or taste an endless darkness
Unrest of death subdued rinse you - shitheads colonic - quiet and catatonic
The papyrus hybrid - ink designer virus
The dialogue of a plaque - viperette in a phase
Zap fantastique take a look at me now
American Tint - war is a verb the color is cruel
Make money money talk playing with her money bags
I smoke any hairy who with a harem of outworldly
Words - that bewildered perpetrators of a fraud - denounced dormant
Phonic pus exude a discharge of ooze
Rhymes Saturn rings around you
Bag of zeros hang yourselves achieve new heights
No fresh in your formula
A spraycan of goof be gone dung thrown at the frail - don't waste your tears or rust
Your world ends without warning
A walk of shame towards epiphany of a fond memory
No longer a friend - drop shit on 'em
Microphones I been accident prone
Got your self-esteem running out of steam
To the beat it's Bliss Killer Ballbeam
Hunger Reaper well-fed the reaper for rent
Un-alives you - as if you black and not wearing a name tag-
You ain't leaving Subway with a AT4 rocket launcher
On your back without leaving in a body bag
No compliance
You can forget it
They shot Pamela Turner in Texas when she was pregnant
I dreamed that I was a prisoner
And the shackles was love
And love was too self-absorbed to grant affection in return
But I was afraid to give it a chance to try
Dejected
I dreamed I was an astronaut floating away from myself
That found himself with nowhere else
To turn

[Verse 3: Hemlock Ernst]
Offering paupers a posturing pendulum
Pending dimensional codas in swallowing
Overtures oboes and obelisks symphonic monolith
Scarecrow of terrorists railroad the populace
Feed at the feet of conglomerates
Bleed at the knees from abandonment
Tear at church, bury their head in the earth
Burn down the perish and perch, that is perishing
Inside primordial kerosene heaters that feed us
The rats for the hogs and the hogs for the fetus
The lack of a rawness the reason they need us
The reason they eat us
They eat us
Fist over fist the abyss of mechanical engines, don't tire
Or cling to the lyre
The Pling Plang Plung
Interstitial to cigarette choirs that swallow the wire
And Sing They Sung
Smoking hopelessly chimney stacks opening
Belching an animas
Billow amalgamates
Birthing Heironymous ominous abstract american arrogant dominance
Critics of artisans business as usual
Sitting in the middle of a blue room at the dead center of a black star — thinking
As force feeding a foster child on false icons
Infuses a lack of love
Devolving into abused states of relation
A shell forming equation
You've invested in cinematic eradication
An infatuation with prat falls
The harder the death star forming over mouths foaming
Moths to origami flame
Ostracized the bloody born tame
Metastasized the digital footprint of genius
What genus do you call fiendish — english
Parasitic papacy in chains — my aim
Took it from a book you were given because it shares your name
FAME
You wanna learn to live forever
You better learn how to die, quick
Blind sick
Lay yourself on the cross before you fly
Parallel betwixt the sediment and the sky
Forever a monitor and no reminder…

[Verse 4: Beans]
The assaults of Ahmaud, Breonna, and George of the most recently forcibly removed
Started once we crossed these shores with the sorrow embedded in the soil
Due to COVID, we remain quarantined for our safety you can't leave but I'm exhausted
By what I read on my news feed
Everyday - yet it's derelict to turn away
Words are the wick of a powder keg when none were previously held accountable-
As the nights burned like Nikes when Kaepernick was kneeling-
Peaceful protests tattered in pieces people riot for the police unprovoked
Barrage of chastisement-
Frustrated as the writer once words failed
Elon Musk launched Space X
On the day of protests
During a pandemic looking for a quick way to leave
I guess the 1% are in a rush before Bunker Bitch Donald hid in a bunker-
He played golf as the world burned-
All in all - looking back
2020 was a cheese grater vibrator
Beyond wack
A sad fact
And on top of that
Amy Cooper got her dog back