In our minds, R. Kelly’s 22-Chapter “Trapped In The Closet” series is right up there among great rock operas like The Who’s “Tommy” and Pink Floyd’s “The Wall”. His ability to rhyme words that technically don’t rhyme is unparalleled. His imagination knows no bounds, otherwise we’re pretty sure Chapter 10 wouldn’t have featured a midget soiling himself. But a writer for the Broward-Palm Beach New Times reminds us that it’s Kelly’s other works which feature some of his best sexual metaphors, citing such masterful lines as this one, from 2007′s “Sex Planet” (Double Up):
“Now it’s just us both/I’ve got the controls in the middle of darkness/Girl, relax and just flow/I’m about to twinkle it and touch your soul/Once I enter into your black hole/Girl, now that you’re next to me, we’ll be just like satellites/Watching over the Earth, we’ll make space our paradise/Girl, I promise this will be painless/We’ll take a trip to planet Uranus.”
Eat your heart out, Walt Whitman. [Wikipedia: Trapped In The Closet and Broward-Palm Beach New Times] Keep reading »
