Verse the sun kissed......

“got me in the galaxy”

I wonder if God sees me

resembling at times the cataclysmic death of a star

all at once to heavy for myself

bursting into remenants and spinning spinning in the midst of my guts

all pushed out

brillantly glarring and being to much

keeping me in my own space away from other stars

and housing my chaos inside his every growing dark

out there I’m something a scientist really can’t explain

yet I still exsist

yet I still gain

transformed into something new even though i did not ask

understood beyond comprehension

loved despite past

spinning spinning so fast


“swallowing”

wish i could shove my fingers down my throat

choke

and spit you out

you were a loud and proud liar

paying cupid to shoot me just for a bite of my cookie

I was such a rookie

lookie lookie..he loves me..I can tell

cause he says so and says it so well

Dark Angel..what a spell

a jail…what a place for hearbreak..hell

a fire and demons and all that shit

equipped with mirrors so I could witness my own feet trip

over you

and you ain’t shit

but I still have to swallow it

the lesson churns my stomach


I am a block

I am a block

Locked

words come in and stop

words come in and hop

words come in and fill up the spaces

no matter how much room I got

no matter if there’s time to jot

I am

as of lately

this block

locked

words come in and stop


Poetry………….”Aftermath”

I’ve lost my “POP”

my “sizzle”

my “sass”

I am drowned with tiny ticking sands in the hour glass

fast

Color has drained through the shatters of a window pane

and I have truth

naked at my table

Ive become the still image

in a black and white picture

the recognition forever tilted

seeing you for the first time

a wolf

a lie

My shock

frozen in a snap shot

seems I’d move but

temporarily I forgot

breeze

and sound have all stopped

allowing me this time to jot

Jot

Jot

Jot

Jot


Poetry……….Sk Vaults ” Logic with a twist”

whose mirror is this
my face seems unfastened
loose and unexcused
my gagging logic twisted and locked up in hate
it twists and mangles every angle in every way
fingers shoved into cheeks
salty tears sag and hang low in damp depressions down in streaks
love me
love me
i couldnt love such a freak
and to those sending warm compliments that reach ears and turn cold
smh..pretty

u mocking me?

i want to hide
be pink as floyd and turn my face to the dark side
alone on the moon
my lopsided features admired in spaces of difference
where lies are true


Suspicion is the cancer of friendship.


“That Color Blue”

Before me

it never even occurred to you

that there was a blue this hue

there was a time you thought yourself a man of many

but you were a man of a few loose screws

tied down tight to nothing

but there was a fondness I found in me for you

this color blue

reminds me of the first time I had a feeling that hushed me from speaking

in fear of leaking something distinct for you and it stinking

flared up “no’s” in your nostrils

I wasn’t sure since i was oh so premature

to the body and its languages

this color intertwines spine with harmonica

when lips perch and keys define a souls story

rhythm and blues

deliverance

a breakthrough


from a book I read “Black Fire” An Anthropology of Afro-American Writing 1965

Revolution!!!

We will not die for nothing.

Not anymore.

Our deaths shall be noisy and beautiful to the last swing

And deep

Evenly spread all over; without a wrinkle or a tear.

We shall die properly, all at once!

No more inch by inch,

Day by day,

Or by the hour. There shall be one crash and one crash only!

We shall go spirits first,

Leaving our bodies dragging in your sleep of us

While folks cry at our funeral

For themselves in us

But, not us! Not anymore baby; no good!

We ain’t radical or high;

We’ve thought it all over, and

Its marked on your calender

Burning on our foreheads…..


truth.

“America will never be destroyed from the outside. If we falter and lose our freedoms, it will be because we destroyed ourselves.”

Abraham Lincoln


“A mind all logic is like a knife all blade. It makes the hand bleed that uses it.”

Rabindranath Tagore


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