Gentle emotion
Spawns diligent devotion

See a mountain of hopeless,
Ropeless rhymes rise,
Climbing up to open skies
And I’m the sun— the twinkle in your eyes

You done? The mumbling crowd replies
They concur you’re pretty good,
Mr. I’m so petty and misunderstood.

Must I discuss
Just why I mistrust?

Biases are emotional lies
Bound by unjust ties
Knotted in frictional synergy
Warming self allotted misery— confined
I’m inclined to be too cold for you to touch
or injure me
I’m much
Too much
To be
Beaten
So simply
Or eaten even
By the sponsors of monsters
That often take losses
Through demands of their bosses
That’s why I’m alone and lawless—
Using words that are the smallest
I make ppl gawk in awe— jawless
So that I may never be creatively jobless

Only I know how
To hold my own
I built my home with a microphone

Crown me King and Queen my princess
I’m inking, lurking inbetween your interests
Linking them to the tiny insect tests that dissect the listless
Principles that ppl ingest—upset and miserable