Chi-Town Fire

~ a poetic Chi’caga saga in rap rhythm’d spoken word ~


Original DDE™ digital surreal art: “Chi-Town Fire” by: rob kistner © 10/18/24

 

Me and m’tune-crew
was poundin’ lick-true
blue-jazz-rocked
tempo-unlocked
on a skin-tight
be-bop ultra-vibe night

dude…
we was edge-lookin’
max-cookin’
zone-cruisin’
rhythm-flash’n
beat-bruisin’
n’wail’n righteous

my vocals were satin-pure
honey-drippin’
tear-coaxin’
pitch-sure velvet

my conga chops
were ev’a-riffs
nev’a-stops

tap-bap
slap’n-clap
rapity-rapity
whapity-snap

finger-tip’n
riff-trip’n

was truth-smokin’
urgent-strokin’
caressin’ the key-taut hide

d’band was soul-inspired
velvet-fired
finger-flamed
untamed
finely-sussed
and fully-percuss’d
melody-makin’ madness

the reeds bled
horns knocked’m dead
n’d’fenders shred

all head-fed
chi-town tune-dudes
beatin’ it get-down

randy-rude
steamin’-shrewd

yeah
we laid it down
way-way down

a plump’n’roun’
toe-tap itchin’
some-bitchin’
tundra-cool
diamond-jewel
bedrock-bottom
n’man it got’m

moooovin’

the big joint shook
thunder-thumpin’
power-pumpin’
rolled-under
in bles-sed wonder

the scene was more’n jake
a rhythm-quake

we was smoooth-jammin’
grooov-slamin’

our stick-man caps
rocked his traps
roarin’ thunder-claps
with a beat tight
as a steel trap

sweet suuny jade
she sang’n’played
s’fierce
unafraid

her upright slay’d
while big roy
rolled the ivories

we kicked our tunes
tore up the house
lo-ridin’ the night
true outta sight

skirts’a flirt’n
babe-legs was freak
stone-fox sleek
sunup-luv t’seek
so not-meek

we’s all gig-stoked
prime’d and smoke’d
blood-shot eyes
sun on the rise…

…so to my pad
ta’ave what we had

down the rabbit hole
full blow’d away
t’shut d’day
to clutch’n’such
nod’n’sway

to finish it
really-right
gold-ribboned tight

man…
…we set chi-town
afire tonight


Original DDE™ digital surreal art: “Sunrise Sax”
by: rob kistner © 10/18/24

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rob kistner © 2024

Poetry at: d’Verse