ode to our depression:

the lifting of heads is never selfish
but summer has nearly broken through
the dogs bark, incessantly
as the crusts of shadows stain the brick

almighty savages!

i once knew then
but all that is now has sunk
and i sink
50 pounds on each
the smell of spring filters and you are as i am

invisible

all the dawns in the world couldn’t save
yet the fish still swim only knowing of one
my feet start to slush, & my heart
then these eyes
frozen as an unexpected winter

everything falls

all nerves at a distance slowly dance with not even a spell of love
lie awake daydreaming ghosts of mothers as the poison flows through

and on
and on
and on

it’s only a battle if you vocalize
the stillness of my blood is no judge

and i long for you!

mother of mothers
and father to grab upon your thighs
when every sin is invented by flesh
may all the towers crumble

ive got sugary feet
all the copper being sought wouldn’t match my tone!
always skipping but never fall
or falling is all i know
no funeral ever made if you can scream I AM ALIVE!

and it hurts
and it hurts
and it hurts

like the cancer in your belly
and the stroke of your muscles, collapsing
from arthritic knees
three months had passed on each
to find you, glory
when yellow walls become the sun

Hi men

Hi men

my hymen

says

bye men

and

the hymn

is

not him

for

the sun

is

my son

and

the earth

my mother

 

Ofobstacles

Rudimentary
Our minds are legendary
Styled so graciously
and gracefully

COLLIDE

into being
One
One movement, absolute creation
All held
At the tip of our…
And
Deep within our…

Inertia comes
and
Inertia goes
but
Just like the earth
we all

((Keep Spinning))

Lines are being drawn
Lines are being crossed
Lines are connecting
like
The fork at your neck
and
The Gold on your neck
Matches the
Gold in your chest

{POUNDING}

An echo heard for miles
We all hold our breath

Ofobstacles ©2013 Masani Negloria

Review: Odd Future at Emo’s

Amidst the crowd of twenty-something year olds and teenagers chain smoking for the thrill was a sense of urgency. The need to be entertained by something as raw as it is playful, as violent as it is sweet, and as rebellious as it is innocent. The crowd was happy, patient, and alive as they danced and laughed through tracks DJ’d by Odd Future’s own Taco Bennett. All you could see was a long white tee and an afro as his narrow frame opened up the show and rocked out to song after song, stepping from behind the decks on occasion to throw water bottles out to the fans and give a few high fives. The crowd was pumped and energies were at an all time high as Taco spun his last track which in turn generated an entire set list.

One by one they came out and did their piece. Earl Sweatshirt was the first on the mic quickly killing everyone’s anxiety for his return. Vocals overlapped as other members of Odd Future (looking like a famous 90’s hip hop group) slowly came out from hiding to join in on the song. With the arrival of Tyler, The Creator (their elusive leader of sorts) it was made clear that he was a bit under the weather. Voice raspy and throat bubbly, he made sure to let everyone know of his sickness by drooling into the crowd and seldom apologizing with a faint shrug for not hitting certain notes correctly. Everyone was charmed. Odd Future fully covered the stage and each member had a very hyped presence as they dished out hits like “Tron Cat”, “Radicals,” “64”, “Chum”, and “Rella” as the crowd screamed back every word, even taking it upon themselves to sing the entire first part of “Yonkers” with no assistance. At one point, I remember looking out into the crowd and seeing a girl in a black lace bra helicoptering her tee shirt as she sat perched atop someone’s shoulders. Somewhere else in the crowd was a boy no older than 15 crowd surfing and trying not to lose his shoes in the process. The group members rarely left the stage, Tyler sometimes climbing up on a speaker to pose and joke with the crowd when he wasn’t needed on vocals. It’s pretty safe to say that there was never a low point in the show. The group had excellent crowd control and presented a certain level of maturity in what they did. Seeing them live diminished any review I had read about a bunch of skater kids running amok on stage. This chaos was systematic with its own highs and rest points strategically placed within each members rhythms. Songs smoothed into each other like a never ending score, each voice complimenting the last only to come together as one melodic force.”Sandwiches” was the grand finale and appeared to be everyone’s favorite choice. After a few more mosh pits, crowd surfs, and joints(?) the show was finally over and the few parents who had accompanied their kids to the concert frantically looked about.

All in all Odd Future presented a decent amount of songs from their hefty catalogue and performed both as individuals in the spotlight and as a full on group. Their set list would’ve pleased fans whether old, new or skeptical and each members performance was bold, charismatic, and fresh. No use of fancy lighting or fog machines. Just pure youth and a certain freedom of existence.

10ate11

It’s a lovely day this evening

And your ears are lovely below your brow

I have to take a second

To think for a minute

because the tones I hear are deaf

and you don’t know a sound

The sheets are textured

Clean, Smooth sheets

to the wind

And you have to excuse me

When I arrive

The time is behind on the mark

Pardon my expertise in the short class

I’ve got ten cents

to sense your knowledge priceless

And it’s a lovely night this morning

Clouds seperate for the storm

My lips are parched

With cool hydration, radiance

Is what’s glowing in the darkness

Behind the sunny meadow

and below the deep white sea

The dew is lovely at dusk

And you’re about due at 3pm

Midnight

10ate11 ©2011 Masani Negloria

Elixer

Creatures in the dark embrace

like dust peppered on a chlorine forest.

A million trees make a dozen whispers

not a single sound.

Planets intrigued by a serpentine ocean

all watch silently, Iodine exposed.

One by one stars nestle the sand

Burning white light, burning brilliance.

Deep within the oceans castles

Sea Creatures cull their true disguises.

One chooses Love for all things living

another simply vows to Love.

To dance upon each fallen star

the smell of mold subsides.

Creatures in the dark embrace

like floundering hearts in a melting palace

the stench of sweat lurks but one way

Madly intricate, furious swing.

The dirt on my hands is that of angels

the blood on my hands of beasts.

Resting on a distant island

a Rabbit hops, alert to reason.

Howling insecurities the ship sails on

goes sailing on.

The clouds in the sky are turquois today

no scent or trace of white.

Bats secured in a nearby cave begin to screech with bitterness

Like that of a nail driven slightly by hand

the taste of sweetness lingering.

Rats come out tonight as one

the gold Moon watches hesitantly

They dance in odd numbers, elegance shines

an echo imitates the sensation of touch

Insanely scurrying outwards, they fall

like creatures in the dark.

©2008 

 

 

 

 

84

I have a headache and a ringing
Is it me or are they singing
On step with time
A frame behind
Feet are draggin

Draggin stiff
Jobs don’t hunt

I’m golden

No need for a cure
No need for poison
No need for saving

Got my head on eight
Piling high

Touch this touch that
There’s ten degrees of dust
Under these shoes
I’ve got sugar on my feet
And Copper toes
My sole is shaded
Bones are shakin

I’m golden

Yea I’m golden

 

©2009 Masani Negloria

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When the babies sleep

and the lions come

When the stars weep

with the mourning sun

And the mountains crumble

The seas crash

The words mumble

This day last

 

When the stars are bright

and the moon falls through

When the day is light

with a brothy hue

And the Opera goes

so the meantime stay

 

When the planets burst

and the sheep do sleep

When the pot is full

with the hangers past three

The clouds embrace

The shadows collide

So memories stain

 

To last

To last

To last

and remember

The day passed

©2006 Masani Negloria

So uhh…

I got this thing ya see

And this thing can do amazing things

Yanno

All the stuff that cats dream about

Jumping in cursive

Flying in the sea

It can even turn the moon, and the stars, and the sky around

Intertwine planets, and turn the ground inside out

It creates a delicious mulch ya see

And everything comes and everything goes

Turns Birds into Astronauts

Gray to a purpose

©2008 Amelia Munster

©2008 Masani Negloria

It had been several days since alyssa returned to the castle…

Once she arrived she happened upon the bloody corpses she left behind after her fit of rage. She had only wanted a horse for her birthday but instead received a very expensive dog. Confused about her gift, she skipped over the shallow pools of blood and went straight to her room. Being homeless was no fun at all.

©2009 Masani Negloria