Upended

spoken word

Spoken Word

 

A whisper
Pressing down on the already
Unfair tension
Between the lips saying one
Thing and the other part
The unsealed spark of
Dashed plans
On this floor curving in
An upward slope to
Worlds saying that other
Thing…that other thing…
I’m cool
I’m done, so done
No I’m registering this
Best, well compared to
Others waiting their turn to be heard
Saying that other thing
While worlds float
Pull apart

 

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check out: That Golden Woman – A Spoken Word Album by Lord Bison

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photograph by Frantzou Fleurine

 

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Lord Bison

Jazz-soaked spirit running circles around despair…or something like that. Really. Lover of words, lover of being in worlds free…just…free. New Yorker, artist, Virgo besieged by airhead tendencies akin to Libra moves. Bronx is home base. Began an obsession with writing at seven and twenty-odd years hence, still at it. Enjoy/love/hate/be bored/appreciate to your heart’s content. Or something like that.
http://www.lbisonartist.com

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