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A Buoyant Force

Or a requisite

By Radley KleinPublished 5 years ago 1 min read
A Buoyant Force
Photo by Purnomo Capunk on Unsplash

Y’all thought I was dormant?

Im just a buoyant force

Verses so potent I keep knocking down doors

May seem irreverent but that’s all irrelevant

I climbed up Mount Hood just for the hell of it

Layered with ashes and dirt I’m accredited

For spitting it first and my rhymes never celibate

You feeling inadequate? Let me switch up the flow

I Ain’t making it delicate, nah

I’ma

Keep it illicit let you determine its intricate

Interpret it, learn with it, alternate lines

Hold up let me hit send again

Excessive I’m thirsty never learned the word deficit

When I throw it I curve so y’all know I’m ahead of it

Then I just flow now they call me a requisite

surreal poetry

About the Creator

Radley Klein

Independent artist and writer currently working from rural Missouri.

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