Kala

concepts thru synapse mechanisms, idiomatic electrics.
i'm a product of colonialism, diasporic genetics.
cynically mimetic, i abandoned several friendships;
absent from life's misconceptions, my senses simply ended.
comprehending the universe,
with shattered love and patterned blood in the sink.
dreaming at the brink of things to think i'd link intersteller kings.
baring mechanical wings, i'd drink from swollen rivers of ink;
they'd shrink, sink into carbon limbs and begin to limp.
i bow to some beings.
i've no feeling, believing all eyes hide behind masks,
that time tries to find heart
life climbs departs fast.
rocks litter the universe, their consciousness bitter;
a population trapped in an endless winter.
our evolution just a senseless splinter.
"take me to your leader, wait, i mean your local dealer,"
bait truth seekers are fake 'coz they can't escape the lies
while i line divine vines in the fire,
drink quick, spew sick then realign with a higher power
i call the inner me, no enemy when you live in peace;
space severed you've got knowledge of understanding.
a torched temple lights up it's surroundings.
four floors to the dream five to ascension expanding.
these bars travelled far like future solar landings.
i'll float thru the ether and leave you standing.
make rose petals weep
with tales from t deep beneath sleep words creep
defeat that masterpiece while these sheep try to master peace
said they earned another bite out the earth
before their cash burnt and they returned to dirt;
"all this is is a world of hurt" they'd curse
i pickpocketed their wallets quick & turned kurt into that honest kid
who had to line fine white for the proper kicks (cobain then cocaine)
with no name i'd show planes of existence in an infinite instant
to whatever hopeless soul would listen.