Posted on Thursday, April 22, 2010

w o r d s that i n s p i r e

S A U L  W I L L I A M S

Spoken word taken from

'W I N E'

I can recite the grass on the hill and memorise the moon

i know the cloud forms of love by heart

and have bought tears to the eye of a storm

and my memory banks vaults of forests and amazon river banks

and i've screamed them into sunsets that echo in earthquakes

shadows have been my spotlight as i monologue the night and dialogue with days

soliloquies of wind and breeze applauded by sun rays

we put language in zoos to observe caged thought

and tossed peanuts and p-funk at intellect

and motherfuckers think these are metaphors

i speak what i see

all words and worlds are metaphors of me

my life was authored by the moon

footprints written in soil

the fountain pen of martian men

novelling human toil

and yes, the soil speaks highly of me

but earth seeds root me poet-tree

now, maybe i'm too serious

too little here to matter

though i'm riddled with the reason of the sun

i stand up comets with the audience of lungs

this body of laughter, is it with me or at me?

hue more or less though gender's mute

and the punch line has this lifeline at it's root

i'm a star this life's the suburbs, i commute.

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