What Will Be, Will Be

I've over thought it to the point now it gets to me
I've marveled over the idea of just letting things be
My emotional poverty exceeds my lack of self empathy
 Psychologically I guess I like the misery
So illogically yet so marvelously my experience with monogamy
 Mental anguish quickly arose
in me
Inappropriately exposed it was proposed
to me
The prose decomposed being predisposed
in me
It was composed to be imposed then dispose
of me
Undisclosed and indisposed It was opposed as it enclosed
on me
Now I reflect to deflect
On an abstract thought concept
 Adept and indirect
Except for the disconnect it neglects to reject
Intellectually I lack depth to dissect and correct the complex defects
 Within the confines of the mind of the times It's inclined
To forget to protect
From the sublime finds it elects to subject and rewind
To remind and select to recollect
 The monotony of life can be offset
 If I could expand from this mediocrity to forget
At the bottom from the top inside the middle
It was too much to be too far to be so little
A bit too long a bit too late just to belittle
Dissolved as it evolves becoming brittle
With a pause and without cause this trips been tripled
To be involved with swift resolve will solve the riddle
Of how the violin played guitar like a violent fiddle
It's no mystery to me why this misery loves me
Gregariously it is I that keeps it company
Preposterously I state the fukin obviously
So set and trip awhile as it becomes an odyssey
To prevent this cruel intent
To the full extent with discontent
 from this monstrosity
If you want to play a game let's play monopoly
While the pallbearer of bad news surveys the property
 Philosophically inside of me is a hallucinogenic thought
An illusionary vision in a delusionary dream plot
In a flashback between the memory in the scheme of things and this feeling of deja vu I got
 Taught to be what Is not to be forgot
by me
What is taught to be not forgot Is not to be dropped
by me
What is taught not to be dropped or forgot
by me
Is not to be blocked or stopped by them or me
From this monotony
you see
Wrapped up from the unraveling came this epiphany
Explicitly like serendipity with simplicity
Am I seduced from all these things that revolve around me
Or am I reduced and fail to see that what revolves is me
I am the epitomy of this debauchery produced inside of me
 Immorality resides inside as it pours out of me
It's not monstrously absorbing
Into me monotonously
What's got into me no doubt is what comes out of me
What's come over me eventually will come to be
The fruits as I labour from this concoctery
I will narrate my fate to premeditate a way
To predestinate and elevate through this ill-fated hate
As I accelerate to escalate to decelerate in wait
To hallucinate in disarray a new way to complicate
To translate in some way to methodically escape
Through the in gate before the out date
Before this deflates and detonates
 As the fools full of ridicule prevaricate and desecrate
Their words evaporate as they perpetuate mistakes
That resonate left in the wake as they inflate and hesitate
They miscalculate to facilitate the high stakes they make with snakes
 That penetrates and devastates as it reshapes and separates
As they necessitate in their state of being fake and not awake
For ROD's sake my poetry is like a long run on sentence
 Monotonously a sin from which there is no repentance
I can't believe how I forgot this is monotonous but I got this
The tranquility is tragically platonic so poetically ironic
An autopsy of my biography would be laconically harmonic
I'm past long gone taking the wrong way home
On my very own I'm a short story with a long sad song
There's nowhere I belong
Lost in the maze In a daze Infamously that will live on
 Infinitely in infamy and beyond
 The remedy for this krissed crossery is for me to resort
To cutting the long story short
Like a dork I can't sum it up like a half-wit I go on and on and on with it
Excessively impressive
 Aggressively expressive
To abort and cut short would distort
How it is with what it is I'm here to export in my report
As I pass the next to the last resort without a paSSedport
There is no expungement for the abundance of my redundance
 Profusely and woefully is me
From me words bleed and bleed creatively through psychopathy
 They moan and groan as they roam to be free psychopathically
 Frontwords backwords akword
 cowwords upwords inwords
 downwords outwords in other words
and so onwords
I got nouns and pronouns so profoundly unbound pound for pound
Verbs and adverbs that perturb so absurdly they disturb
 Conservatively to unnerve and aggravate
With agitating adjectives with combative systematic additives
 Disproportioned in proportion
 Prepositional phases in a phrase that can amaze
Subjective subjects predicated upon premeditated predicates
 Malfunctioning conjunctions
with
Multifunctional consumptions
of
Dysfunctional presumptions with gumption
My Mistellings and misspellings are so compelling and so foretelling
Tattletailing in a Rattledtale
 They're vocabularically pornographic
Tactically emphatic tactics relaxed
 That extract schematically and ecstatically to distract with tact
 Grammatical errors so dramatical so radical so tragical so impractical
 They can actually be sporadically fantastical
Unheard of In a word blurry slurry
 Wordy tipsy even topsy turvy
Still a voice worthy of being heard
 Chaotically idiotic
Obnoxiously monotonous
 Thoughtlessly topspotless
 Indecently uniquely incomplete
 Rhetorically metaphoric
 Rhythmically euphoric
 Pathologically diabolical
Spiritually clear
Lyrically superior to interiors inferior without fear
Deliriously fictitious
Realistically superstitious
 Ridiculously inconspicuous
 Figuratively contradictory
 Explosively exploitive
Intricately eccentric
Excellency with elegancy
Assaults on impulse may result In no fault insults
With an end result to consult
So introspectively circumspect I feel the aches of keeping step
 From one regret to the next
 Which comes to be unbelievably making me continuously
In want or need of a trip so endlessly to achieve
Monotonically straight out of
me
To brake from speed to shake me
 free
To make me free from
me
To take the heart apart from
me
The seed the spark that bleeds and
breathes
Then partially break the parcel in
 me
In parts of three then three times more times
three
So then thoughtfully
Indubitably Indeed I can
see
This monotony from me
Don't come to be coming from
The monotonicity in me
The monotonicity in me is me
 Which comes to be coming from the erratically enignmatic
 Monotony which is me
What ever will be not will not be
 Que Sera Sera What will be will be


 What ever will be will depend on what and how you see it. From what you've heard, learned and know or perhaps what you think you've heard, learned or what you think you might know. If you have something important to say then it bears repeating. If you have something important to say then it bears repeating. If you have something important to say then it bears repeating.
Don't look back it's more fukkd up than a football bat.
Don't look back it's more fukkd up than a football bat.