Poem: Ultimate Breaks and Beats ode


	
         Nix

the subway train and
	ditch

its mid-air bounce.
	Flick

past the cover
with the Dassler three-leaves.

	Frame

SBR five-one-five
	hold

up the pensive breaker
	freezing

on a twelve one hundred direct drive.

	Black

the blue dancer, what's
	spied

in three-sixty,
	upside

down, his weighty one-digit salute.
	
         Falls,
a red duck-billed cap.
	Patched,
the four horns that meet it
	flare-
lit shellac is his shadow-blading map.
	
         Dunk,
Oz-Harriet
	cross
centre. A wrapped top-down
	dervish
nesting on a palm's heel.
	
          Throws
off a liberation
	past
comedic brick club strata
	shot
of the rap game's destination
	slam
impromptu tap of a street lamp for
	   party

instead New York's 
	   helter
skelter hunch
	  make 
money. Leave art
	strobe
lighting to the lone figure 
	caught 
tableaux of a true boogaloo punch.

Published by Pat Mellow

Making fewer mistakes than Trump since 2016.

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