My Top, the Hip Hop, and Twenty Cop Questions

by Curt Allday

with the same procedures,

how- do- I?

get the love that I
need from you

start with a long deserved break

may i

another foci
for your utmost pleasure

another symphony
for you to consider

while playing it
over and over

will you

remember these last 2 years
with a soft
faint heart
gettin fainter
the faintest miracles seen

in what was
the songs coming from the sun
over light years and into
our ipods,
the concept of gods
bringing eternity and
the circadian rhythm
of our footprints
night and day
being swept over
tornadoes dating hurricanes by
typhoons chasing earthquakesby
nuclear radiation outbreaks high
above the nuclear
holocaust cleaning dishes
under the faucet
of the nuclear family
scrubbing the ashes
mixed with plasma
stashed in their
family owned
biologically enhanced
blood banks

as I'm calling

can I

with the toast of this stye
can i
get what I need from you? as I

with the same

how do I?
get the love that i need from you?

as with graves
and neonatal clinics
the cycle becomes
the cynic

who repeats

in the morning with car horns
in the distance behind
the hum of street sweepers

swimming strickly
north to south like
shaking lamppoles
as instantly as incredible
as papa once performed
unimaginable feats

while gentlemen coddle their wives
in red carpeted
armchair seats

as they drift off and push off
into their varicose veins
and ready
to move beyond tissues

and become dreams of seas
of midnight romance novels
as we move to meander through
highlight reels and indiscretions

and the camera stay on
and the siren come on
and we all run on
and the TV come on
and the alarm turn on
and it won't stop goin on

so how
do we make it stop

and for who?
and to prove

what exactly?

What has this allllllllllll
got to do with me
and whyyyyyyyyyyyyy
am I writing this allllllllllllllll
down when out that door
there's money to be made

it's 'cause I fiend
for a conclusion I
want it all to appear
at some kinda cross roads
and pry open my eyes
and see the heart
that drapes
that hates
that breaks
me wide open
so I know when
to say no when
I know then
that the answer is,

I don't know either
will we
continue to do what we have done for thousands
of years
change those same ,
into some constitution,
anything you want,


how do I with same exact sutures,

how do I

get the love
that i need from you?


how do I with same exact sutures,

how do I

get the love
that i need from you


Author's Note: messin around with styles i've been doin a bit more rhyme, structure with constants

Posted on 06/15/2006
Copyright © 2022 Curt Allday

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Leslie Ann Eisenberg on 06/15/06 at 01:17 AM

great beat, throughout, love the insertion of shorter lines. well done! begs to be read aloud at an open mic. PK

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