Wednesday, April 9, 2014
Oh yea.. I know this dance
Misunderstandings misdirect missions against a misconduct
That doesn't exist
What a two step
And after promising my heart
That I would care no longer
Damn it there that bitch goes
Caught up, then playing catch up
When I really dont know the answers, shit, sometimes not even the questions..
Shit just falls apart
Names get flung to all corners
And titles immediately assigned
Lord of the Flies
Cant see the forest for the trees
So now the mole hill is mountainous
The Lord stands alone
But not in a regal way
Just kind of
In a human way
The words are pressing against my skull now i cant get them out fast enough
Until all explodes into a catastrophic mess
Of words and pain and tears
And that mass eats all
Digests the hurt it once
Breaks down the reasons until they dont give a fuck anymore
The reasons dont fight long
They only kick a little bit as they fade to black
Im sure its painless
Tho I feel the numb ache for some time after
Dont even know what i want from love any more
It will devour u whole
And I will only allow i to eat
Never be eaten
Food chain be damned
Where is my throne
Let me sit again
I am the Lord
The Lord of The Flies
Wednesday, February 26, 2014
Tends to the stripes ripped into my Life
With a Slow Hand...
Envelops my Suffering like
The Soft Glow
from a subdued Moonbeam..
Collect Starlight and
share the Sparkles from
in order to Create
Shimmering New Stories in the Heavens..
Generations Upon Generations
Will fall in Love a million times with Our Tale
Relive our Essence..
Rebirthing Our Love
over AND over
The Eyes of Angels tear up anew
for this Creation of Ours is Legendary..
Only able to be described
Alongside the Likes of Cleopatra and Marc Antony,
Isis and Osyrus,
Hatshepsut and Tuthmosis..
I can only hope to Live up to Her Sunshine
She would Write with Me..
Our Verse a New Baby
With a Heart of Cotton,
The Strength of Steel..
Aware of its Intent
Unwaware of the
ABsolute Feeling of Its Origin
An Evolution of Thoughts
An Idea of Love
Friday, December 27, 2013
Wednesday, July 4, 2012
Thursday, April 12, 2012
Saturday, March 24, 2012
I think she probably scribed
the most perfect lines across the crown of the sky
that I had ever seen
Shining light into the lowest valleys and
Burning the glades and their shade with a
Even thru her haze she managed to illuminate
other dark days
And with subtleness show us all another way
She Darkened my melanin and showed me ways to be a black man
She reminded me of my mother
Warming cool days and making things alright again
or At least to endurable for now
I watched her pursue her dream as she settled in the west every night.
Oft i dreamed of pursuing her but
she ran too swiftly along her track
So far away she would wander
I wondered if she would come back..
Alas for the wings of Nike
I would give a jewel
To follow just once
But in my 3rd eye I knew only a God
could look in her eye
So every eve I would pray her vision not see tears
as I sit along the coast of the Pacific and
watch her explode into arrays of amazing color..
as if she were rubbing my hand to say
"Maybe one day
Never is always worse than late
Who knows what sayeth the Fates.."
And if not for this human and weak body
I would sit forever on this beach
but happily regret
My failure to capture
The perfect sunset