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My muse a bad bitch,
who fucked this sad skit
inside this script flipped brain.
 
My muse a bad bitch,
who fucked this sad skit
inside my blood print,
gain the flow of sirens poor
and out,
the sea and sing and sing
 
about Achilles
and how he killed these
Trojan hoodrats
and how he killed that
hope that shone out
like the gold bat
he swung in third grade
and how the skull cracks
and slams against brain
 
how those blood hands
dropped that red bat
how that boy’s mom
asked where god’s at
 
and how his main bitch
held his dread
locks and kept the dread
naught from nulling
more out
when he was just fifteen.
 
Whole life’s blood
a wine-dark sea
on asphalt space
the shots replace
Zeus’s death bolt
crash through dead bolt
nail the dead cold
to the cold door
the roached hallway
the newly sieged shore.
 
Maybe Troy was just a trap house.
Hector still a loving father,
but Troke went and mugged the wrong man
and god be damned if shit didn’t hit the fan.
 
Hector killed Troke
and slit the fuck’s throat
and let him bleed outside.
 
When he found out
who Troke fucked with
Hector knew
that he was done with.
Pale he held his wife,
pale he fell, the whites
of his eyes trembled
the size of pupils swell
like the wine dark sea.
 
The sea was bound to be
where Hector found he
was drowned by gundrops
the storm was coming
the swell-- Achilles
 
A brand-new glock
got a bronze finish
shines in the Chi
like a sun. Cherish
that gunpowder Xiphos,
its looking for a runner
searching with its gunner
so cry boy, cry
out to your god
about how unfair
Achilles with a gun
and Hector pulling hair
 
The spear done slung
the bolt from the gun
clear rung, clear rung
out the other side
of Hector’s pierced skull
his shipped went down
in storm with cracked hull.
 
The wine dark sea,
it had to be it had to be
As he emptied a full clip
and tied Hector to the back of his whip.
   
 
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Posted Apr 27, 2017, 9:16 PM UTC

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philomexa•

I really love the word play and juxtaposition of Hellenic classics to modern vernacular. But quick question:

of sirens poor and out,

is it supposed to be pour or poor?

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Topher216•

The fist five stanzas are amazingly versatile with rhythm, meter, rhyme, and enjambment. I feel like from there it gets a bit more...traditional isn't the right word, but I feel like the scene setting and form give way to the narrative a bit more. Maybe that's not a bad thing, but I wouldn't be against a but more formal play later in the poem.

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ButterballHotline•

I do like this a lot. I think your "invocation" section is the most effective part of this.

The rest, possibly, is offensive. People interested in the Iliad might be offended or chafe at the casting of the Iliad's dramatic heroes as thugs as well as boiling the Iliad down to a series of events rather than an, at times, dramatically fleshed out and psychologically complex narrative. Basically, the source material here is being updated to a modern setting and leaving off mention of the main emotional and psychological driving points of the story. (Here, Patroclus mugs somebody, Hector kills him, finds out the baddest dude in town was Patroclus' bro, and then Achilles fucks up Hector. Unless I'm missing something.)

In the end it reminds me of "O" or whatever that movie was. Those modern upgrades of Shakespeare you see all the time that are dated immediately upon release.

Those criticisms only matter if you hold the classics you're referencing in high esteem, however.

There is also the possibility of your vernacular sounding affected and minstrelsy.

Soundwise and poetically-wise, this sounded great to me on a first read. I was pretty initially blown away and annoyed considering the mutated monster you've seen of mine. But I can't say I wasn't one of those people who was a little bit like "Troke?" and "...don't say 'whip'..."

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GummyfailOP•

Thanks! this piece is definitely rough and seeing things i may have felt about it (but of course denied because i'm an ass) this early will hopefully go a long way into making it into something that works (today is the day btw)

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damonstrator•

I think the idea behind this is interesting: finding a certain identity between Homeric honor culture and a distinctly American honor culture. There's a question of how one should take this identification

  1. As just a lark.
  2. As an attempt to elevate American honor culture.
  3. As an attempt to denigrate Homeric honor culture.

It's most likely intended as some mix of these.

Puzzling this out might be interesting, but ultimately my problems with the piece are not conceptual, but in implementation.

In attempting to fuse / juggle hip-hop and more traditional lyric, the style here clunks between the worst of both. It takes from the former lines chosen more for their sonics than anything else

who fucked this sad skit

hits us immediately in this category. The piece seems a little more comfortable with its lyric and can pull together decent moments in this style, e.g.

the size of pupils swell
like the wine dark sea.

But even these are mostly awkward when they appear because they jut so far in terms of rhythm and voice.

There are a couple of spots where the piece briefly manages to find some cool middle-ground between the two, e.g.

was drowned by gundrops

but mostly it does not.

I am not sure exactly how one could implement this well. I think Omeros is a good touch-point as narratively it has some similar goals but it's not attempting any of this style. Maybe Langston Hughes (esp. "Raisin in the Sun") is a decent guide here?

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GummyfailOP•

My biggest worry with the piece is denying the type of cadences and devices common in drill, which I'm not sure Hughes can help with. Imma work harder to throw this shit in the blender though.

Big guidepost for me in this piece is Saul Williams

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