Barton Brooks
Poet ● Music Publisher ● Lyricist ● Rap Artist
Nada
what lackluster path
i have led and been
living atop the ocean
yet plagued by the bends
smoking stones
burning friends
i am the incorrigible one
whose fear in floods is famine
the oxymoron phoenix
dies reborn as one that
stinks and rots but rules...
nothing.
Barton Brandon Brooks
Copyright ©1997 Barton B Brooks
Name
Blazing in the echoes of my
fire-mind,
As I siphon waters from the
other world;
Right between the two-tone
trap called myself and me,
Torn, divided selves shoot
each other hot.
Once they were I and I was
one...
Now they hunt each other,
the Ocean and the Sun.
Barton B Brooks
Copyright ©1994 Barton B Brooks