11-27-2014, 02:44 PM
Edit:
A register of King Lear’s storm begins
It’s stirring dust upon a flattened plain.
And the Convection current spoken spins
As sheep in flock all form a common skin,
Like bleating gathered as a shattered chain,
A register of King Lear’s storm begins
and whirls by the monarch’s raging chin.
As sense is pouring droplets from his reign,
And the Convection current spoken spins
it briefly settles at the eye, within:
The template reincarnates in the brain,
A register of King Lear’s storm begins,
The coated flesh is molting Shakespeare’s skin,
The memories and madness both flash plain,
And the Convection current spoken spins
between the Geodon and foolish din
of measured nonsense that refrains:
A register of King Lear’s storm begins,
And the Convection current spoken spins.
First Copy:
The register of hurricanoe spins.
It’s stirring dust upon a flattened plain.
A shift is singular and it begins.
As sheep in flock all form a common skin,
together, gathered as a shattered chain
The register of hurricanoe spins
and whirls by the mad king’s raging chin.
As sense is pouring droplets from his reign,
A shift is singular and it begins
To briefly settle at the eye, within:
The template reincarnates in the brain,
The register of hurricanoe spins,
The flesh coats in a molt of Shake-skin,
And memories and madness both flash plain.
A shift is singular and it begins
between the Geodon and foolish din
of measured nonsense that refrains:
The register of hurricanoe spins,
A shift is singular and it begins.
I didn't set out to make it read schizophrenically, but that's what happened. Truly miscellaneous indeed.
A register of King Lear’s storm begins
It’s stirring dust upon a flattened plain.
And the Convection current spoken spins
As sheep in flock all form a common skin,
Like bleating gathered as a shattered chain,
A register of King Lear’s storm begins
and whirls by the monarch’s raging chin.
As sense is pouring droplets from his reign,
And the Convection current spoken spins
it briefly settles at the eye, within:
The template reincarnates in the brain,
A register of King Lear’s storm begins,
The coated flesh is molting Shakespeare’s skin,
The memories and madness both flash plain,
And the Convection current spoken spins
between the Geodon and foolish din
of measured nonsense that refrains:
A register of King Lear’s storm begins,
And the Convection current spoken spins.
First Copy:
The register of hurricanoe spins.
It’s stirring dust upon a flattened plain.
A shift is singular and it begins.
As sheep in flock all form a common skin,
together, gathered as a shattered chain
The register of hurricanoe spins
and whirls by the mad king’s raging chin.
As sense is pouring droplets from his reign,
A shift is singular and it begins
To briefly settle at the eye, within:
The template reincarnates in the brain,
The register of hurricanoe spins,
The flesh coats in a molt of Shake-skin,
And memories and madness both flash plain.
A shift is singular and it begins
between the Geodon and foolish din
of measured nonsense that refrains:
The register of hurricanoe spins,
A shift is singular and it begins.
I didn't set out to make it read schizophrenically, but that's what happened. Truly miscellaneous indeed.

