Release Valve

I only run with Queens
No time for a princess
Gets my mind stressed
Never met one who passed the test

Open book. You can scope and look
See too close, drown in footnotes.
I share to unpack shit like Terry Pratchett
R.I.P. but fantasy and social commentary?

Won't be buried long as there's a me.
I'm bare as can be.
Vote with my feet, hungry run.
Indiscreet under the gun, like speaking in tongues.

Shoot the glossolalia when I jaw.
You can get flooded when I caw.
Like chupacabra drinking blood raw
If you can follow you're evolved!

Check, check, test, test, I kelt and discovered
What I felt from the gutter?
I employed like a motherfucker.
Voice to melt butter.

Slaying what I feel, staying real
Always leveling the playing field!
Catch a pound, whenever, wherever you rip
Ask around, I never miss.
From the Office of Loki's Ink Kiss!

Endowed by design, this crowded mind
Is on cloud nine and a hundred percent
About giving a hundred percent, hunger in my presence
Every layer I brung without hesitance.

Connection never severed, conduit runs forever
Like 22 over 7! Rapture in your eyes
Is what I'm after. Makes me want your whole pi!
My whole card is why? Why?

My soul doesn't die. Just multiplies and divides
Self-aware vibe? I'm on that singularity ride.
So I always share what's inside.
Star bite, bars bright, first I get jarred, then I delight!

Shot of light, thought before life?
A'ight, that's hot. Got more than living.
Thoughts as organisms, the math is tight.

The balance doesn't stop, clearly
Alan Watts theories, when I'm baked blossom from me
Like Sacred Geometry
So I take it all on to see

Every collection of stumpings questions every assumption
If history is victory's croppings than culture is vulture droppings
That's apparent to the contenders, to Terence McKenna

To those who read past the end, not blinded by awe.
Extend the cosmic beam, through the honest stream
Of my pen, rhyming when I jaw, every line's been raw

Hidden means, it's not following any deist or following as I believe it
It's flipping the scene from what everyone didn't see. SHIT...
I set my vision towards meta-cognition and every fret just fits in
To be used to sling lessons, bring back the essence

Moving under the wire, unfurled with desire, hurdles get me higher
Grooving with a tongue of fire, confusion digested unto fertilizer

Porn endowed, mourn the proud, storm clouds
Corny vows, adorn the norm when allowed
O.K. Corral Flow Spray power wowed
Torn and bowed with scorn of the mouth?
That old face was worn out
So Loki was re-born, loud
Formless, without doubt!