Criminal Case: Master Headphones

[P. Mortuus]

Criminal Case: Master Headphones


"Time is 12:43 AM...Interviewing team
consists of Inspector Conor Donaldson
and sub inspector Cass Ette..
Interview begins"


Chirp me a tune that encompasses bliss to relieve my mind
A crying pool of doubts left behind to weather another day
The thrusting convulses caused by Mrs. Bass excite me again
Tufts of hair grow used to the wired border crossing my cranium

And Dr E. Drum swims upon the ocean of protruding sound waves
Techno-ology drilled into my mind via electro-quick instructions
And I failed Pop-ology because my brain blew away the bubble gum
Rhapsody was murdered by Rap which wrapped me into rebellion
Then Reverend Reggae came to the rescue, one love congregation

Warming myself with a beat oven & creating doodles as more art
It’s a beat haven with a-mazed heart strumming it’s arteries
Wired nooses, hook line and sinker...Slowly fading the sound waves
RIP Mr. Bat Rey lived long and loyal...playing in companionship

Miss. Emery Phoned up, she buried her son, I gave commiserations
Both lone soldiers connected in the same way to fulfil their duty
Orders by me, the general..a dead battery lead to a childish fury
And I had broke Miss Emery phones back....


"Time is 2:43 AM...Interviewing team
consists of Inspector Conor Donaldson
and sub inspector Cass Ette..
Interview ends"


That’s all...it’s my final confession



Mr. Matthew Patterson 3rd

[P. Mortuus]

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[Atti]

there were a lot of ups and downs - some lines i really felt and some just seemed to take up space. to be perfectly honest, whether it be my level of exhaustion or maybe just your writing... but i was completely lost the entire time. i really think that i'm just that tired, so, i'm going to respond to this again tomarrow for you when i'm more awake. sorry man.

[P. Mortuus]

lol no problem.

[P. Mortuus]

Bump.

[Constance]

And Dr E. Drum swims upon the ocean of protruding sound waves
Techno-ology drilled into my mind via electro-quick instructions
And I failed Pop-ology because my brain blew away the bubble gum
Rhapsody was murdered by Rap which wrapped me into rebellion
Then Reverend Reggae came to the rescue, one love congregation

^could've used some touch ups but i still liked it like i said to someone befor these peaces like this just interest me,i love this style of poetry and i agree with atticus this peace could've been better but it was still good, the imagery was alright didn't totally paint the picture i was looking for,it seem that you put alot of thought into this peace you should revise it then post it agin this was an good read.

rtf famo

[P. Mortuus]

Theres imagery everywhere,,believe me the whole poem is an image for an incident lol...but yeah i'll check out your piece no doubt.

[Parabol]

I decided to read some of your other pieces before this one, and this was well done. I like the openning lines, it set a good mood and setting for the reader and so on. Your word choice with the each stanza had a perfect rhythm to it. This wasnt bad, not as good as some of your other pieces though. But good write.

"Warming myself with a beat oven & creating"
lovin that^

[P. Mortuus]

i hope you got that line...beat oven was a replacement for beethoven lol, thanks though

[P. Mortuus]

leave linkages.

[Parabol]

http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/showthread.php?t=315892

[Poeta Demonio]

Not too sure about this one, I liek the way you used word play to create charaters (example: DR.e.drum)... That struct my interest, but i personally don't see the point in this poem... The way io took it was that it's about the appreciation of music and the effects it can have on people, but then the title leads me to believe different, so all in all this is a fairly confussing piece of writting dude lol... I don't know weather even you knew what you were trying to say, or weather you were just writting for the sake of writting, maybe there is something i'm missing here, but i've read through like 6 times and still can't grasp it fully... I'm usually well switched on when it comes to poetry and understanding hidden meanings, but with this one i'm only going on a hunch rather than knowing exactly what you mean in every line. I'd appreciate if you'd try to explain a little bit about what you personally meant through the context of this poem. Thanks.

[P. Mortuus]

lo, thanks...my take was a simple situation. first the kids listening to music and enjoyng it..liking the rap forwarding the pop..then he gets a call..meaning battery low sighn pops on his mp3 player...then his battery is dead..in fury he rips the chord from his player and snaps the headband....thats about it lol.