A Poet for Higher

Today I let a tree grow inside my head.
It branched into the depths of my subconscious,
splintering the solitude of synapses
in a particularly green fashion.

And then it spoke love,
in a way that only something
bent on growth
could ever utter such words.

First in the rustling of the leaves,
that scratched and scraped
the walls of my mind,
they said, "For the Love..."

Then the pocked and imperfect roots
raised their voice.
They weeded themselves into the
Modula Oblongata

From the subconscious… Continue

So I've been missing for the past few months or so. Fortunately it hasn't been deep in the dark bowels of some crevice in the earth. I've been grinding on my music. and even better, I have some stuff to show my folks stuck to the fly papes.

This video is of one of our new songs, Robots and we were approached onstage by a few of these bots willing to dance, check it out.


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The Blackened Blues has new songs up straight from the depths we got that hip hop deep fried in Jazz, with a splash of funk for that ass!

Come Get Some!!

www.myspace.com/theblackenedblues

She said that the only reason for her purple hair
was to scare away the butterflies that sought to siphon her psychic ability.

And she willingly
showed me an example of this
by telling me what to think

by opening my eyes,
digging elbow deep into my mind,
pulling out age old… Continue

Lil Wayne won the Grammy Over Lupe Fiasco and Jay Z? What the hell is Hip Hop coming to?