Poehemian

Pohemian

Idle minds
Lost in time
Gifted for the present

Tidal dive baptism freed me out of prison

Locked and reloaded karma came when none noticed
Dished out my channels for decoders losing focus

Controlled by the catalogues but chemistry was given
Like death in a garden where the cemetery's hidden

Ashes of a burned-out library lay encrypted
For it was written
That victorious victims will witness
A new religion
Traits of a matching description

Causerie is local but my Southernness is dirtier
It is poetry when motion keeps me on the percolater
I find aesthetics in whatever
Like an AR simulator
Now the views getting near and I'm still climbing
Maya see me as an angel and I'm still rising

Used to hide in the dark & play out in the sunshine
Stare at its golden glare til we go color blind

Sacrifcial soldier shine my boots in the frontline
Ammo in my chamber cotton bullets in the pipeline