thor and his thunder.

lightning-striking vikings.
they show up flippin' the mutha-F* right out,
they hit hard on your stuffs and take all your treats,
they axe-chop and torch-burn and weiner-pork everything,
and then they disappear.
that's what i'm talkin' about, duders...
it's all the thursday around me.
thor's day.
the hammer, y'all.
part blacksmith brawn and part warrior poetry-
droppin' it down,
and ringing out the doo-doo din
and calamitous, cacophonous mutha-b!tchin' thunder.
that means yellin'. and yellin'. and yellin'.
and some ferocious battle-beastly tatzappin',
and whatever other 'nother other modes of expression
cross my path and make themselves readily at hand.
and then,
a hasty departure.
a smoke-ring-on-the-wind-type dissipation.
as in: into thin air, neighbors, y'heard?
...right around closing time.
shallow drafts, neighbors.
that's always been the key.
to navigate otherwise impassable waterways.
i've got drafts and drafts and drafts, too.
rough drafts, leaky windows, root beers.
drafts.
and as for shallowness.
c'mon.
the depths of my surface values are unplumbable.
add in these cloudy skies, these cool breezes,
and the fiery forge of fury in my chest,
and that's colliding opposite pressure fronts.
mm-hmm.
here comes the lightning.
and not just from the static electricity of my
massive brass clankers clack-a-lackin' together.
from ALL the friction.
because you know what happens when you're confronted
with abrasiveness for long enough, don't you?
everything else gets smoother.
that's word.
i'm paving the way with brazen brass balls and bugles blaring.
staying rough all this time has it's advantages.
eventually,
everytthing'll all get polished...
polished up and shiny,
or polished off and over.
one way or another,
it's all bound and determined to keep really happening.
listen closely.
there're hammers hitting and sparks flying,
bellows blowing and furnaces raging,
horns blasting and trumpets heralding.
that's thunder.
two short steps behind me.
by the time you hear it, i'll be gone.
lightning-striking viking, ninjas,
hitting hard and getting the F* out;
never quiet, never soft.....