Jhonny Flaymz and Jadah Queen Dada

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Jhonny Flaymz wuz tha mos’ baddass rocah
in da sevun sounze districk dountoun dadda.

Cum bak to da flatt wun nycht hardon
mynd trubbled extreeme ubout Jadah Queen,

hiz wunce apon uh mattress 2 tymer crunsh.
Jadah plejj ta him fuh lyfe ez wee no it,

Las’ Sadidee night Jhonny seez her wid Maxee
leed gittah fuh da Slyme, dey wuz smokin hot’

Ain’ nada dowt bout da drowt in da mindah
Jhonny, hee rokit bak a da slumphowz plugg in

hiz TelBelShookah ta 12  prowceed ta bloothah
da arreuh five milz uhroun. Toot hevvy leed

musheen gunn evvree ting baloww en site.
Bluddy Rojah pluggtin an cummenz a wail

Bakun upp Jhonny wid a riddym feeel fuh reel.
Jadah prowll da skitterd flor widder spyke bootz

lookinta Jhonny witda doodrawp ize, lipz inna kyss
knobuddy culd miss. Jhonny an Bluddy tuk cupple

nochahz up on da dile furduh brakin barrierz on da way,
En dey bowth wavd gubeye, stokin’ dere sounz in da skie.

I work with words, sounds and images to come up

with combinations that hopefully do justice to Socrates’

maxim of the whole being greater than the sum of its parts.

I do believe that the voice is a necessary part of the

full poetic experience, along with music and movement,

even if it’s a movement of the hands or eyes.