just: X’acute!

(here’s a rhyme for the timing of your procrastination whenever it comes around to do something you don’t want to do…JUST-EXECUTE!)

just: X’acute!

when you’ve been holding it in for so long – the PIRATE need not continually get IRATE! the ocean of misfortune has sent WAVES over my promises GRAVE! i am biting off the APPLE of synchronicity’s CHAPEL! who would have ever guessed i’d return back into the mouth of dizzy EMOTION? for i have drank a compromised POTION– i am hardly capable of denying this NOTION!

JuSt: X’aCuTe!

GETTING IT DONE JUST FOR THE FUN! For the mustard green MEMORY // a rising SYMPHONY, is cluttered with risk and calculating UNDERTAKING! this ain’t no fool’s production in the MAKING! you can’t MISTAKE what was designed to correlate to the ACHE! the vision is SOUND by the mercy of your ears INBOUND!

JUST:X’ACUTE!

when our hands have bled – we become HURT! when alienated in our minds – we appear like DIRT! the kind of dirt that magically arrived on your fresh pair of white CHUCKS! you just lost some serious BUCKS! could you be any more HAZY? by your lack of mobility, your insights have curved @ the avenue of LAZY! albeit – the circumstance has spun you out of CONTROL – you’ve casted your ballot in the election POLL! the clearest ITCH removes the sensation and conjures up the WITCH!

jUsT:x;’AcUtE!

ain’t nobody trying to smell the dragons breath. it’s already oiled our CHAINS! how about we pray for the southern REIGNS? cuz we need a BLOW which rhymes with the FLOW! one that is not bound by lock and KEY – but a combination SOLILOQUY! so much for CONVERSATION – we’ve been burdened with emotional EXCLAMATION! feelings and facts both MATTER – for as long as they don’t SHATTER in the FACE of the dystopian ACE!

JUST:X’ACUTE!

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= JUST? EXECUTE!

‪if the world could be described as CHOCOLATE? we’re FUDGED! the shoulder pleads the hip to NUDGE – our mountains are ran down to CREAM with uniforms and space suits saved for a fables DREAM! we allow window DRESSING, for the benefit of avoiding the real LESSON. a refraction of light missed on the battlefield of a compromised LANDSCAPE! these lonesome roads are filled with potholes and unsolvable SHAPE! if we could really unravel maybe we’d feel the need to X’acute’ – we ain’t gotta be so MEAN – only keen to the revelation OBSCENE!

just: x’acute! 

X the CUTE? Yes! for even when you MUTE – the bankers still LOOT! they give you the big fat BOOT! the finger doesn’t matter as much as the HAND that’s hidden by the obese one in the BAND! some called it the THUMB but it skilled me NUMB! ain’t that DUMB? INDEXED POINTER FINGER WAGGING AROUND THE MIDDLE RING – WHICH SAILS IN THE OCEAN SWING!

JuSt: X’aCuTe!

make a PLAN and make it STAND! write it DOWN! record it change your GOWN! alternate between the zippers and PATCHES  make sure you hold on to those LATCHES! the SCRIBBLE has been DRIBBLED & signed on the back PAGE and therefore the lines are needed – to be recited center and front STAGE!

JUST:X’ACUTE!

mark the BOX – and wear the philosopher’s SOCKS! SPOT THE ACUTE1 AND FLEX WITH YOUR FINEST SUIT!

just: X’acute!

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