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muMs-ography
- muMs
- muMs is an award-winning New York City based Poet and a member of the Labyrinth Theater Company.
muMs
muMs the Schemer ===> Schemer: fiend, foe, friend, fear, /swallower of your fear, /blasphemer, /dreamer…. /to hold, to have, to be in a condition akin to, to victory he prevails! /A mathematical or philosophical diagram representing the astrological aspects of the planets, emotions and intellect on scales, /teller of your tale /in a letha-phorical outline, /a concise examination crafty and secretive in sign, /a systematic and organized chaotic plot. /I am muMs the schemer and you, are not. ===> The first ‘m’ is lower-cased /concerned with race /and small manipulative matters of that sort: /the things in our face /that bleed into our heart. /The ‘u’- also small- leads me to look to the sky, walk there the edge of a shore equating to particles of sand, stars, the moon. To be under all that which is bigger than me lead’s to the second ‘M’ capitalized for the manipulation /of that that from which all shall begin /and again /from when /we least expect. /The ‘S’ is the trick: the hush of it all. /The control over what we discuss, beckon or call /or plural to represent the many that know /or just that the path is a windy road? /No matter, it also is small. ===> muMs, the schemer and echo-er of it all.
Saturday, May 25, 2013
artist: right now again
Artist:
Surfing for inspiration. The world bores me. Don't give nothing enough to give it time. my emotions numb? Feel the moment. not enough to take it home. I'm thirsting for concentration. the world bores me. Don't give nothing enough to give it time. detonate explosions and run. Feel the moment. hot enough to make it a poem. time bursts towards annihilation. curled on a shore bleeding. can't live discussing living in line. time eroding till done. Steal the moment. heart scuffed, baked and gone. the universe is expanding. pearls allure me. can't forgive nothing enough to forsake alone a first hesitation. face the world towards we. afloat to live the nothing discussed in the mind. Oceans run. real consignment. owe enough to fake your roam, cursing your own inclination. the world bores me. Don't give nothing. Corrupt what lives in the mind. Lie in your potions, numb. Feel the moment rot. luxurious. awake the tone. lips pursed for pretention. a girl floors me. Don't give nothing enough. give it time. till devotion is won. Feel the moment enough to take it home.
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