My Best Poem Ever.

I write some of my best stuff driving in traffic. I wrote this in LA 2 days ago. They have serious traffic there. It is about my favorite music- dubstep, which has electronic elements of reggae dub with heavy- horrendously heavy bass. I guess. It is hard to describe, but it is dark and violent-sounding. And I love it, almost as much as I love myself. I have yet to name this, and I will be having it made into a song(s) within the year, using tiptop male voice. And you will hear it.





There are many things
that course through my veins,
A few of which
have me shackled in chains,

But I'll tell you something-
I'm the happiest slave,
For my master is
the sound that I crave

You may have heard of it-
it's called the DUBSTEP,
I guarantee you right now
I'm a #1 rep.

Hey you, yeah you DJ!-
I've got the tournequette tie,
But you've got the needle-
You make me get high

As mentioned before,
It's in my blood red and real,
Just look at my face-
Can you tell what I feel?

I don't think you can call
What I do a dance,
More like a turbulent,
frenzied romance

Alright, I'll be honest-
I'm a true dubstep whore,
I dance so damn hard
that I break the floor

Oh wait up one sec-
Whore aint the right name,
Cause I don't get paid
for my ground-stomping game

Like a popper in bed,
Cozied up with his pills,
Like a wino with bottles
Of endless stained thrills
It's not for the kicks nor the frills

I'm an addict,
I tell you-
My vice tried and true,
And if it courses through your veins,
Then we're related- who knew?!


COPYRIGHT JESS MULLEN, 2009