POEMS

Let's channel the Lizard King City screams... electric hum... yeah... Another dawn, slick with rain or maybe just grease... Clock on the wall, man, it's a serpent's eye... tickin'... Counting the seconds you sell... sellin' your fire... Sunrise bleeds on the boulevard of screens Another day born in the belly of the machines Got the dream burnin', yeah, a coal in the chest But the concrete claws won't let it rest Juggling shadows, man, ghosts in the code Side hustle whispers down a lonely road Paintin' visions while the landlord calls Building kingdoms destined for falls... yeah... Lost in the Hustle! Can you hear the sound? Spinning wheels kickin' dust off the ground! Lost in the Hustle! Yeah, the modern storm! Trying to keep your own true spirit warm! C'mon! Got the soul stretched thin, like a wire in the breeze Between the passion and the corporate disease One eye on the canvas, one eye on the clock Feelin' the fracture, waitin' for the shock They tell you "Balance!" like it's somethin' you buy Another product underneath a sterile sky But the balance ain't out there, in the noise and the race It's a secret stillness... gotta find that space... Yeah... the stillness... Deep down beneath the skin and the bone Where the ancient rhythm makes its home Close your eyes against the glare... feel the hum inside... Let the frantic monkey mind run and hide... This ain't surrender, man, it's seein' through The plastic cage they built for me and you Find the breath... the anchor in the flood... Taste the moment... yeah... feel it in the blood... Lost in the Hustle! But the eyes are clear! Cut through the static, kill the fear! Lost in the Hustle! In the neon night! Gonna find the center, burnin' bright! Alright! Lost... but listenin'... To the whisper in the wires... the dream in the stream... The double dream... yeah... Find your current... ride the chaos... breathe... Yeah... breathe... The hustle's out there... but the temple's within... Just gotta find the door, man... And walk right in... ​