Mississippi River

What can I do…

When the feeling is so mutual…

I see you…

Ducking and hiding…

Don’t blame me for not noticing…

Just noticing you

Apologetic…

Heavey magnetic…

Inner drawing…

The energy…

Energetic…

Holding a bright catalog…

Like listening…

Hearing pipes sing like…

Old apartment heaters…

Tink tink tink…

Description is some skin…

You only see in the Amazon…

Tribal eye balls…

Might cause a…

Fire disired…

The pressure in my legs up…

I’m getting hot…

I need a check up…

Check me out…

I’ve walked through a…

Brick wall…

Looking at the body of…

Thick sliced spring water…

Signals in my mind jammed…

Like you through a chaff grenade…

Damn your so beautiful…

In your body is a outrage…

In a salad,dressing bowl of…

Fresh everything…

Even miles…

Uneven…

Eventually smiles…

For one reason…

Eye contact…

Roy Ayers (Everybody Loves The Sunshine!) 1976

“My number 1 favorite soul song solid!!”

 

 

My song…

Peace and soul…

You feel the beat…

Like the sun on your back…

No sun screen…

For art thou melonin…

Crazy talk…

Fixed into lady earth…

Damn you looking good in that sun dress baby…

Fell from one heaven…

Two eleven…

You choose to move into my blessings…

Bragging to myself…

I couldn’t help it…

The wealth is…

In the eyes of…

All elements…

List to this solid…

Beat…

It’ll tell ya…

All you women and fellas…

Tunes from Omega…

 

“I may die in battle but I will never lose the fight!”

“Gun jammed

He lost his life

In hot sands……”

 

 

 

 

Still I wanted to be a paragraph…

 

Sitting on the soft side of my eulogy

Preparing no pictures for the inside….

 

 

No good times!

 

 

Mind was permanently layed off!

 

My casket will be a tin can

With a nickel and a penny in it!

 

 

Can’t even play a fucking Jukebox!

 

 

“Shirt worth a damn juice box!”

“Sweet Dreams Are Made Of These!”

“Who the hell am I to disagree!”

“Lol I love that song!”

 

 

I’m the land mine out of my damn mind…

 

 

When I finnaly die in battle

It will be from eternal life…

 

 

Since I fell from God’s kingdom wings Smokey black on both sides…

 

 

I’m trying to keep that side A

From side b turning my cassette tape

Into one million degrees!

 

 

 

This beautiful pain

Will be my victory…

 

 

I don’t need nothing!

 

 

Or a unknown known sprocket to do shit for me!!!

 

 

If you want to pitty me!!!

 

Do it by dieing for admitting our cause to live means you never gave a fuck about me!!!

 

 

Our corpses will kiss for a ment to be moment……..

 

“To

Be……”

 

“This will be close to a victory……..”

 

I trust know one or nothing trying to get close enough to me!!!!!

 

I’m just dry rotten dabree………….

 

The 7th

Cast drapes over like blind messages decoded…

North Dakota cold…

If you can’t decode the message…

Then you start to think the words don’t make sense…

 

 

What makes sense is…

You didn’t even try to…

Have a sense or build…

You give up…

To…

Easily…

That be your character…

I’m not interested in…

 

 

You may admire…

The way the words flow…

Look or sound…

Soundproof…

If you close off your mind…

You become your own distraction…

 

 

Not knowing the artist by mind…

Defining…

The name tag…

The colorful emotions…

Of pure mental talent…

 

 

“You only like what makes sense to you…”

 

“Crayons and pop up books…”

 

 

Hey…

Nothing wrong with that at all…

Don’t get me wrong…

Me…

I’m just the type who will…

Stares at those words…

All day…

The life like painting…

To say…

Wow…

 

 

What I perceived wasn’t even…

In a vault or a safe…

It is a writer’s safe place…

 

 

The safest to express no boundaries…

Those who can understand…

The pen lost in white blue or black…

The cordless phones of my times…

 

 

“Ain’t even no code…”

 

 

The code is not in the words…

The code is understanding…

Your own mentality is…

The key…

 

Don’t think to hard…

The words are right there…

The expression is what you need…

Focusing on…

 

 

The difference between artwork…

Paintings and such is…

 

“None…”

 

It’s all just poetry…

Expressing yourself into glory…

Life is in the mind…

The art is the seance that conjured up…

The awakening….

 

Touch Lines

Tooth pick short

Brush painted blood forts

Flood birds

Black crows

Creole I speak to

Gathering the facts

That makes me weak

I break chains from feet

To move on…………

 

Everyone’s lines are

Different

Lane switching in the

Newport

Smoke kills so good

Love died already

Oh how I’m so ugly

Don’t look at my egg cartons

Into my eyes raw thought

Brought heads to meet

Thoroughly forming days

That could put me on

Trial

Any day

Anyway…………..

 

Everyday

I never think

Of

Going away

I have no one left

They took everything…………

 

From thee

All praises due

I calendar mark my

Days till my death

If my debt is payed

My steps are through

Falling in plain view……………

 

 

 

 

Lines of abuse trying to abolish the truth! Of a gun shell casing! Hollow and rain rusted my taste buds! Slain layed holes in temp tags with no title or registration………

In the facile light by what creeps behind me…

Those lights…..

Or double barrel pipes….

 

I’m gonna gun it till the last mag has emptied!

Putter There

Does Life keep you down? Don’t worry! Just put on your best happy!

Face….

 

Can’t get a decent job! From past court cases!

Hey!

Just put on a happy!

Face….

 

 

 

You need to be loved! You want a companion! You can’t even stand!

Your…

Self…

Put on a happy!

face…..

 

 

Christmas is coming! Thanksgiving to! Not one thanks from those! Unappreciative souls!

You

Need

To

Just

Put

on

that

happy

face……….

 

 

 

Praying for help! Only to be left by yourself! No hands make contact alone in this world…

Broke the home with in self! I still have flash backs no relief from disasters! I still catch nightmares! Like fire flys finally reaching happiness!

Rising up off the couch sweating!

Yelling!

 

 

Surrounded by demons of these imaginary friends…

Since!

kin

Der

Garden……

 

 

 

Shootings at high capacity, atrocious to civilians… Meteor showers that lasted for hours top mileage!

 

The mayor declared a cease fire! That just ment a break! For actions to subside. For a week or less. I was the opposite of……. Not a maniac? A disciple of seeing my enemys! Bleed to death at there last supper! Now surrounded by a new breed of cowards!

With no respect for perfect aim………

 

 

It’s indisputable that I am a King!

I know I know…

I am one of the worst fuck ups…

A fuck up…

Sleeping in hellish-ly peace……………

Tropical

I hunger for…

The troubled playmate…

Straps around…

Heroin tracks surrounding…

Love taps…

The vein perhaps…

The shame of still living…

Her entrapped in…

As I am the…

Penetration of the orchid…

From the back end….

No issues…

Surface swollen…

beneath…

Some…

Afternoon…

Or morning…

In the yard is…

Hopscotch…

lollipops…

Sweet dreams…

Ambien circumstances…

Till I’m asleep…

We practice….

Hollow minded…

Earth wind and fire…

Dietary elementst…

I’m the one…

The flame…

That…

Framed…

Indentations…

Instantly…

Thumb print Mark’s…

Left…

Marking territory…

With in this vision…

Witty…

friendly…

Toe nails clutching…

Into my skin…

Finger nails broken…

In…

Burglaries…

Till my back bleeds…

Exits leaking sin…

Don’t you ever…

Have mercy on me…

I’m your King…

You…

My Queen….

We being descendants of those…

From our creator…

The perfect match maker

Wake up…

Shes…

Spinning around…

In her own quivers…

She takes the shirt off…

My body’s…..

Greeting the bearer…

of skin…

Softly rubbing aginst…

Mine for connection…

With no braw selection…

Or maybe some…

Bright orange color…

My eyes had missed it…

The spice in between…

Her notebooks pages…

Cracks heavy metal…

In her diary…

Entries…

As she pictures…

Me…

Unhealthy Minerals

Zoo season cutthroat Inhaled smoke No inhalers… Hailstorms of stampeding Crack capsules Snap backs Cocking back… Boom!!! Listens to squad cars Zoom… Paramedics Late as usual…

Fi! Fi! Fi! More shots as usual… Spin the conner Bending Again silencing witnesses… Apprentices of death Metro token Holes in the side’s Of cars doors… Don’t panic!

The plannings Of unparenting Plan’s to have No childhoods… Wild hood’s! “Billy the Kid” Would be scared! Just don’t fear If fear smells They can tell… Even police Will rob you!

Beat you up! Take you to Jail Frail If you live to Tell! There’s no telling To enyone that will Hear tears of hustler… Turn killer… Contracts signed Since we came off Slave ship’s… Beloved Devine Divided My ancestors spirits!

Nothing’s changed But the solstices… Dirty underwear to small to change… Your… Mind… That was never there Scared of starving till the… Devil’s chair… Sat down on Saturn’s… To us it’s harmless… The calm mist harnessed a Electric disaster…

God bless the safest automatic firearms…

The Dime

She abducted me…

From my path…

A time ago…

 

Something thick…

Like egg rolls…

I got to know her

 

I told her…

 

“If you were mine…”

 

Appearing as her spine…

I had her…

I held her…

Up…

 

Through a car crash…

No whiplash…

 

I presented to her….

Romance…

 

Ain’t no roses…

Or a floor of…

Rose petals…

No no no…

 

She wasn’t that type of lady…

 

“At all…”

 

See…

Roses are beautifully…

Red…

 

They die…

Never lasting forever…

 

Something thats short lived…

Death symbols into a….

Dead end relationship

Some wasted money…

Tested…

 

 

We’ve had arguments…

Some senseless fights….

 

 

“After that…”

 

 

An invatation through…

White doors that moved…

Open aromatherapy…

Of white sage…

 

“Purification of all…”

 

Negitivity dwindled…

Till…

Positivity levels…

Go back up…

 

 

We had gotten tied…

Together…

Like shoe strings…

 

 

Two brains…

Behaving…

Just for the next…

 

Signatures…

Signed in maybe print…

Printing out…

His and hers…

Blood contracts…

 

 

“We couldn’t stand each other…”

 

In some hours…

Days…

Even monthes…

 

“We love each other so much…”

 

 

We coped..

We prayed…

 

 

I’d say things like…

 

“Got damn you crazy!”

 

She would verbally retaliate…

Back at me…

Something you would say…

Like…

 

“Then you can suck your own dick tonight!”

 

Then we’d die laughing…

About our disagreements…

The next day…

Reenacting our funniest…

Statements…

 

 

Thats what’s I call true love…

I do…

Love…

I know…

Romantic is pepper…

 

Then salt is…

 

“I need to get the hell out of this house!”

 

Or its going to be…

World war three up in here…

 

 

(me)

“By the way…”

“Baby!”

“Do you need anything from the store?”

 

Real love to me is…

Loving to hate…

Then Hating to love each other…

 

Damn it!

 

There is nothing…

That would tear us down…

Or tear us apart

 

Sometimes…

I just hated your fucking guts…

Yet..

True love…

Was us…

 

 

I’m From L. N. G.

“BOULEVARD GO HARD!!”

 

 

Riding pass…

Yelling out of there cars…

 

 

This will be…

Thee last time I’m…

Doing this role call…

 

 

Edgewood!

Midway!

Springdale!

Norfolk!

 

 

They all know who I is…

They all no…

The bizz…

Noooo jokes…

 

 

West forest park!

Fairview!

Grantly!

Garrison!

 

 

Back then…

I was terrible…

 

I was known to…

I played pool…

Alot…

Hit me up on my cellular…

For eight balls…

In the corner of your pockets…

For those corners…

 

 

I was the best…

Every sales fell in line..

For there orders…

 So embarrassing…

 

 

Liberty heights!

Chattam and Carsdale!

Denison!

North Hilton!

 

 

Scrambled boy…

In double O’s…

Ready rock city…

Where fiends…

Panhandled…

Up at the gas stations…

 

 

Callaway!

Arydale!

Wood Haven!

Bonner Road!

 

Night walkers scheme…

Strong arm robbery…

Breaking…

Entering…

 

 

Children…

With automatics…

No safty…

 

 

“Go mode!”

Carlisle Avenue!

Bateman Avenue!

Alton Road!

Piedmont Ave!

Damn brats…

Lord knows…

I love them all…

Girls and boys…

Don’t play with toys……

At the age of 14…

They are into the streets beefs…

Older men…

If you young men…

can live past there 20’s… 

You’ll be on that…

Original gangsta…

Raffled…

 

Gwynn Falls!

Ellamont Street!

Clifton Avenue!

Wallbrook!

 

 

You can get murdered…

For a small fee…

For selling somewhere…

You should not be…

A skimpy bag of grocerys…

 

 

O…

Possibly…

Get your your pockets… emptied…

You’ve been taken…

 

Powhatan!

Hanlon Park!

Allendale!

Chelse Terrace!

 

 

Looking at somebody…

For more then…

The 5 second rule…

Bullets will certainly…

Fly in your direction…

The furnace…

 

 

Fairfax!

Oakfield!

Kathland!

Granada Ave!

 

 

Rest in peace…

To all of my soldiers…

Who won’t be…

Comming back…

 

 

 

Main Ave!

Berwyn ave!

Egerton Rd!

Dorchester!

 

 

Mega hard white…

Brown sugar or that tan…

Broken down…

Into the corners…

Alleyways…

Testers given…

The early morning applause…

 

 

Berrington Rd!

Sequoia Ave!

Belle ave!

Borman!

 

 

Kidnapped…

Tormented…

Tortured…

Ransomed off…

Over white squares of…

Numbing soft…

 

Where…

Those young bucks…

Steal bikes…

Throwing rocks…

At mormons…

 

Off porches…

 

 

West Cold Spring!

Oakford Ave!

Ridgewood!

Fern hills!

 

 

Shoot outs…

Bad deals…

Bad pills…

High heels…

That wave hello…

 

 

Broad day…

Police…

The Dt’s…

Shaking up pepper spray…

 

 

Ex pills…

Percocet prescriptions…

Xanax bars…

Unpaid bills…

 

Penhurst Ave!

Eldorado Ave!

Belvieu!

West belvedere!

 

Don’t trust no one here…

Most girls around…

Are everybody’s girlfriend…

 

 

Bad…

Hearts…

Vicious Fights…

Plegue break…

Out…

Between boys…

Men…

When they find out…

Who she’s been sleeping…

With…

 

 

Intercourse…

With both…

No remorse…

She just smurks…

 

Face..

To whoever lost that fight…

He’s comming right back…

 

Wild wild west shit…

 

Rite back there…

 

 

Groveland!

Dolefield!

Elderon!

Wabash!

White oak!

Crestfield!

Yosemite!

Copley Rd!

 

Love does not exist…

At all…

 

Traffic stops unlawful…

Hand cuffs to tight…

Wrist bleeding…

Leaving permanent scars…

 

Rats can’t come back…

Thee..

Tattle tails get brutalized…

 

Wolcott Ave!

Westchester!

Miami Place!

Fordney Lane!

 

 

Hot…

 

 

Abusive relationships…

Left both…

Men..

Women..

Dead…

 

 

Long ride downtown…

Homicide building…

You better run…

Board a plane…

Something…

 

 

Grown men…

 

Well..

We had more heart then them…

As children…

 

 

Bullets flying like…

“Jiu jitsu” kicks…

 

 

Little girls..

So sassy…

With there little hands…

On there hips…

 

 

Young boys…

8 years old…

Carrying condoms…

 

 

On the corners…

Loose cigarettes…

Marijuana out on the strip…

 

“A yo”

“Holla at shorrty!”

“He got that diesel out yalll!”

 

“Big dimes!”

“Big dimes!”

 

Ain’t no picnicking…

Ain’t no romancing…

No slow dancing…

 

 

First dates mean…

Motel recipt…

Credit or cash…

 

Bring your home girl to….

 

 

 

Library’s…

No books read…

The kids take advantage…

Are only there…

Of the free WiFi …

 

 

Facebook-en-off…

Perverted…

Instagram picks…

Ass…

Tits…

 

Narcotics detectives can…

Hit the block so quick…

You’d have to…

 

“Holllldddd What you got!”

Or swollow those those things…

If they catch you…

They’ll beat you bloody…

Yelling out…

Saying things like….

 

“Open your fucking mouth!”

“Raise up your fucking tungue!”

“You little bitch!”

 

 

About…

Let’s see…

50 Dirt bikes flying through the streets…

 

 

Tinted windows…

On vehicles…

Car…

Caravans…

 

Creeping slowly down the one way street…

 

 

Deviously…

 

 

Go Grab your heat…

Out of the stash…

Or lay…

On your ass…

 

 

Pistols…

Russian assult rifles…

Pokers out…

Swung from tall grass…

Vaccent houses…

 

 

223’s…

Hollow points…

Teflon chest protecting…

Now Its war…

 

 

Midnight Half gallons…

“Jack Daniels…”

Warm whiskey…

On cold mysteries…

You feel pissy…

 

 

All night party…

On the block…

Clocked in…

trap hours…

 

 “What hood you from!?”

“Throw your sets up higher!”

No shook replies……..

 

“I’M FROM L.N.G!”