You Can Call Me Ray

You Can Call Me Ray

you can call me: socially inept,
uncoachable, unapproachable;
that would be true, except
my beats are unreproachable

I’ll burn & tear you asunder,
rip your eardrums in half,
death and death, a sound o’ thunder
on the veldt, giraffe — giraffe

can’t handle my chill innuendoes?
don’t whine, you’re no vintner
you’re a snowman, when my wind blows
pale nuclear winter

frozen in my fetters of rhyme, you’re no
feisty, pugilistic Lifetime Sorbo
so take a green slime door, go
wrath‘s a sin, not a crime, Zorro
Seth-anon, not Brundle, not Rogen,
you’re not fly, you’re just a has-been

I’m cash money, mofo, investment banking,
from Philly to Vegas Clubs, T ampersand
P: stands for tricks & pranking
pull the strings in shadows with sleight of hand

see the future past your eyes: singularity
my prognostics rasterize ‘musing hilarity
passed the windows,
polygons racing
photon tracing:
specular caustics
secular agnostics’
prediction, long awaited
the crucifiction is Phong shaded

You’re nothing but prop devotion:
All cinematographic
Sailing a tabletop ocean
on a ship with Ben Affleck
Hard to fathom: twenty thousand
baby belugas frighten you
oogie boogie scary Hausen
you used to be a titan too
but that was a million years
and twenty million miles
a world past hope and fears
and plasticine stockpiles