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In the Moment

I was born out of my mind
Formed out of hand
Pouring in every stance and rhyme

Fancy footwork past the line
Across this land
Past what I feel, what I saw

It's so real so I reveal raw
I found peace in the gutter
On a mountain I breathed as one with Earth Mother

Cursed to utter, unrehearsed verse to shudder
A hail of pompous verbal stomps
Past unveiling for a romp

I want to feel what's real in your chomp
Tingling astounds when your fingers unlock my crown,
Teeth please and leave me scarred,

Dial it all back, never that far,
Sex is easy, truth comes hard
So I rue what departs

I was glued from the start
I'm used by this art
Equal and complete on any street

But I have a debt to Rock & Roll
Not just what my chest has locked, but on the whole
Within a slaying soul, chopping blues

Popping clues, mocking dumbfucks, bucking Fox News!
Stews sinning plays as internal Spring's toll,
My tongue is the Eternal Spinning Maypole!

I run that grinning but ask around, about sounds out of control!
Pick up something old, drop something new
What's only valuable when freely given, worthless when mapped, trapped, sold or due?
Written by LokiOfLiterati
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