I am something refreshing,
I am something different,
I am the cool wash
of the hot day
and the irritated being livid.
I am something prolific.
I am the new wave,
everything is me,
I am uncommon,
I am the king of Ramen
The lesser key of Solomon,
and an heir to Tutankhamen
People hear me speak,
and they second guess whether or not theyre dreaming,
i prove reality dumb,
i summon demons with my tongue.
Where am I from?
Im from a box labeled genius
who tutors my tutors
I mightve been called Tuterus,
something magical grew inside my mother's uterus,
because Im breathing.
and Im bleeding.
and thats a miracle in its own right.
I am the product of natural selection,
and the fact that I came to be
9 months after my conception
is just a fact of magic.
The truth of my name
is arcane
more than mundane,
I am insane
and beautiful for my insanity.
My prodigious makes me a man.
But the greatest miracle about the thing that is me,
is simply the truth that i am.
I am imperfect and perfect for my imperfections,
and glorious for all my idiosyncrasies
and complex despite all my simple simplicities