HIGHEST TREE from JOAKY by oaky

meeting new people. explain myself often.
dream up a sequel. try detach from the coffin.
gimme hash, i soften. commence the body rocking.
suspense when hobbling, toward a clock in.
the knee buckles under rude schmuck.
out lurks a wee chuckle, pondering...
who the fuck goes jogging?
you best pause for that body locking
or in a more severe scenario, ya cease.

couch bound, letting out his ouch sound.
echo in the emptiness
dr pukeko asks who the heck know to let go
entirely. smiling higher than me? outright lying.
five star review from the few who let go dying.
waving away, whilst you've wavered and decayed.
it's like bye bye, we hope you had fun trying.
humans strangely agile, yet dangerously fragile.
grooming vaguely a style, unattainable via child.

copy clones, covering knobbly bones.
bubbling water. coffee poem disorder.
oughta be juggling more than order in the court.
like with the reasonable rebuttals
or in the sauna with that cooperative cuddle.
i'm sorta caught in the alt right distort
from fact to fiction, lacking tack and diction
such a white on black vision.
extra old school comic steeze.
editor's an old fool w/ knobbly knees
and nazi tendencies.
nasty with his "aw let it be".

instead of let it be
i'm starting to think a better philosophy is
let it beef.

in a vicinity where i rhyme to infinity
along with other vocations.
picture taking, painting and clay manipulation.
like shit i like creating.
however fat chance you'll catch me with one in the cradle
not lack of trying, lack of will to prevail.

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• New Zealand
• artrap
• hiphop
• rap
• whimsy
• Auckland