[LINEAR ARC]
THE MUSIC FOR THIS ONE... GOTTA LISTEN...
http://youtu.be/8xljRkAZbjI
A tickle at the belly of things as words become the artists canvas...
The beautiful smile of babes held in mothers arms...
The roar of a plane as it streaks away... away.
A landscape painted where a lone tree stands sentinel, testament to the passage of time... The changing of seasons.
A city 3000 years in the future so full of once denizens of this the planet Earth...
Living on another planet M3.
A long dead friend brought back to life and living in the resurrection of he in sentences and syntax...
His tale written and transcribed.
The hard cold concrete of urban streets where drugs and women are bought and sold... The thug with a semi automatic and a blunt in his hand...
The sweet pungent smell of ganja smoke drifting in the air.
Lights in the window of the store flashing the latest 40...
A jail cell where a boy becomes a man or a bitch.
All these things so intricately wound and bound that some go mad in the telling.
Straightjacket dreams of being the one...
Rap lyrics on brick walls.
An artist standing in other dimensions and trying to bring it back to life before your very eyes...
Scribbling... Scribbling.
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
