Whatyoudo - Rhys Langston, Arawak, Rhys Langston feat. ARAWAK

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True being on the shelf

Health is but a spell

Spoken

(word)

True being on the shelf

Health is but a spell

Spoken

(word)

What you do, 2nd person

Fused:

Narrative tools

discarded verse in waste bin pools

Heart murmur upon the breast stroke

Beneath the ribs he spoke them

Blood pumped notes

Clots blotted hemoglobin

Ceased speech only open for refusing claims (impotent)

local to the consciousness of slowed love potions

But let him see

The possibility

Without the shell

Mentally, physically

And let him be

What he wants

When he’s free

Shit

But a walk throughout the park

His wish alone

Glued to cathode

Hoop dreams of pre-kissed prince toad:

Master of his chiefdom

Seen some

Most illusory

Province where his heart rung, tongue

Wrung sponge, squeezed

At shy 12 ‘yo rhythm

Shards, myself, I

Coat hanger to attach

Lay rest, my sides

To be dealt

Without stealth

Bleeding heart

To be felt

Memories, welts

To be felt

True being on the shelf

Health is but a spell

Spoken

(word)

True being on the shelf

Health is but a spell

Spoken

(word)