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letra de respite - kidcarus

i’m the only motherf-cker keeping my brain turning
the same sterling standard whirling, my pain lurking
keeping me short-handed and staffed
i strain to turn torn canvas to art
to master my part
feeling distaste in the disaster i start
i’m after the sharks
smacking at parts that clatter and spark
rather than carve my name in the cattle and farm
i turn to scratching lyrics in a battle for tarts
that fact of the matter is i’d rather get started
scr-pping paper off the top of the cart
put my brain into park
set up shop and lay waste to the stars
but my taste steady outpacing my talent in part
amounts tantamount to a lance through the heart
soul-crushing, roles rushing to plug up the holes in my marks
i’m embarrassed by them, sharing moments rarely spoken
and i’m tearing lichen, expose the permafrost to come across as genuine and raw

my feted sentence keeps me left of center
spend the winter months collecting extra temper
building moods to vex the renters
tested venture to rend the shrewdest
pen this rudeness to end the crudeness
i do this for the refined eye, delighted
by rhymes that line on end like birds
on wire stretched by phone totems
i broker poems to close the holes my soul’s visage, the whole show’s mythic
tomes unfold in wordy epics
turn the worry to perfect relics of my
lifestyle and strife. i’ll write while i find
meaning in the night’s screaming, echoed epochs of times reeling past
you’ll find mine careening fast into open ends. it’s spoken, open from a foaming pen, jotted hot from steaming nibs a sequence found sinking on the even print
and even then the evening leads to decent winds. an uneven end

- kidcarus

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