Friday, May 15, 2009

Tom Sleigh 2008 $100,000 Kingsley Tufts Poetry Award Winner vs. Lil Wayne

Blueprint
by Tom Sleigh

I had a blueprint
of history
in my head —

it was a history of the martyrs
of love, the fools
of tyrants, the tyrants
themselves weeping
at the fate of their own soldiers —

a sentimental blueprint,
lacking depth —
a ruled axis X and Y
whose illusions
were bearable . . .
then unbearable . . .

La La
by D'Wayne Carter

See my style it varies, like drugs in an alley
My leather so soft my paint prettier than Halle
Wittier than comedy, nigga write a parody
But I ain't tellin' jokes... apparently

A parent, yeah my daughter be the twinkle of my eye
You hurt her you kill me and n*gga I ain't 'bout to die

See y'all are at ground, and my daughter is my sky
I swear I look in her face and I just want to break out and fly

4 tears in my face and you ain't never heard me cry
I'm richer than all y'all I got a bank full of pride

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