Stick up the poetry!
Posted on November 17, 2005 at 09:33:49 AM by Luke
No natural object
omits all if its radiation
at one frequency.
the full circle spins around
the 12 points of reference, and more,
the multi dimension reality
of the electro magnetic spectrum.
I'm relaxing my every muscle.
Speaking slow and soft
decreases my blackbody curve
and I shine past the radio radiation section
of the spectrum, with my words.
Cool and subdued.
But... When i decide to pick up
and spit words with flux
uation in my tones.
The zones inside your dome
Hone in on heightened frequencies.
Your eyes see lights emerging bright
from everything more frequently.
So when I speak with these shorter wavelengths,
My vocal chords are working harder.
Faster, but just as long as the last.
And if you know your math
and laws of mass and energy.
Nothing in the universe works
at perfect efficiency.
So the energy thats lost
in transfer from throat to ear.
is lost as heat which means
the fact that your distracted by the temperature in here,
is directly linked to the missing words,
and meanings you can't hear.
But god damn it's hot!!!
So let's cool it down.
I've said so much.
Shook your mind-states up
with my intense vibrations.
Now let's go over what I've told ya.
In case you've missed the basis.
Every object having mass
A person's heart, a flaming star,
a raging war, the bright green grass,
gives off radiation. Never reaching 0 kelvin.
Throughout the entire spectrum.
And intensity differs from section to section.
In an approximate blackbody curve.
And now that you know, don't have the nerve
to judge anything after only one examination.
Because there's a light in the dark.
There's a breeze from a spark.
There's a texture on your smooth cotton pillow.
Just know
for every step that you take, you leave a step behind.
contact of your rubber soul make vibrations on the pavement
I see through one eye in normal time
while the other eye's prismatic.
Filling the empty with color and static.
Flat plastics become drastic with dimension.
Not to mention the brackets,
from which the fantastic spills over.
Over and over and over
until the world seems a clover
in continuous, consistent bloom.
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