Two Eyes To Win The Prize

Eclipse us…

Eucalyptus…

Pinch us…

 

A marathon to your body…

In the distance…

A vision so vicious…

 

 

 

Cheeks delicate like carrot cake…

Squeezing…

I can’t believe it’s not butter cake…

Stationary…

I will burry my taste in them…

The harder I try…

I cant slow the momentum…

Turning your atmosphere into a villa…

 

 

Geyser…

Factually…

When attach to you…

I brush aginst attachments…

I don’t practice…

Like the flute…

To the cobras dance…

Serene lullaby…

In a surreal stance…

To kiss the head…

I play thee serpent…

Suns melting ice cream. On the dash boards interior design of. A goddess of a goddess so divine…

You could never define thee. Definition of rough attention Ill give to thee. Charmer. When she asked for it…

My love can leave brain cells crippled. Off of feet. Shaking like a hole in your muffler…

Rendezvous rendered……

 

 

 

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Till I die…

I am going to cross t’s…

Dot I’s with red beams…

 

Native style…

Sitting style…

On red brick…

Pow wowed…

 

for every step in my life…

Foot prints got far…

Then subtraction set the start…

I was faint from losing blood…

 

They say we some thugs…

They ain’t lieing…

To get the things we need…

Some times you got to risk dieing for it…

 

I Never Borrowed continents…

Became a squatter of someone elses nation…

Claiming it was mine…

I can be a savage sometime…

I was not ever a fan of genocide…

 

 

My Queen…

Don’t cry…

In time…

I’ll be on my way…

 

Skin dark like 11 o’clock pm…

I can teach the soul how I like to be truthfully…

Strange love…

No one can stop me…

Except you…

 

Cherokee walking through cherry blossoms…

My arms around the camp fire…

Smokeless fire…

Using a token to play my desires…

 

Off the record pink stretches…

Diligent…

Pure in long lessons…

 

I want life to be precious….

Passionate Or Possession?

How many times do I have to tell you!

Your mine!

Not my possession!

Not a pet I own!

Your mine to keep happy hearts salsa dancing…..

 

Don’t have a heart attack when I mention…

I cleaned the house…

Did the dishes…

Enything I can do to make you hard life less difficult…

Enything!

Is yours….

 

 

Really listen!

Pay attention to the ink I produce…

Choking the paper like a nuse!

The inner tour of our world always explained my love for you!

My love for you…

 

 

My lady is my lady…

Love she brings me to smoke out hatred…

All of the things men like me need!

So please…

Have patience with me….

Please…

 

 

We might argue or disagree…

Just don’t be so quick to leave!

Let us show the world what love really looks like!

All the time spent together…

Playing outside in wintery weather…

 

 

The homes we left from living in…

Will still be warm for the next to live here…

No need for heat!

Sweet dreams for you and I Manifesting sheeps to jump high!

Loosing track of the soft sheep count for us…

Your my lady!

My girl!

My woman!

Me…. I promise you that I will hold high all of my promises to you!

For you are the side kick of my timple….

 

 

The highest of the high…

Below gods eyes…

Give me all of your love…

Kind thoughts…

I will keep on tattoing your name on my every peace of skin….

With your blood and mines as my ink…

 

Will you belong to me not as a belonging?

My front line darling!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Two Bandanaz

Shes my women…

My best friend…

I’m her man…

Her ring finger…

 

She kissed me  with tough love…

Tied up in her red label…

Label her as a bitch…

Or even say it to her…

 

There will be a deadly mix…

Spruce wood coffins…

Rose thorn bullet shells…

I’m her lover…

 

Faithful content in the flesh form and warmth…

I love her for the strong women she is…

As well as the stronger women she will become…

Evolving Into later…

 

I will be her stable mind…

When she crys…

Those tears of fear and struggle…

Something only I will see…

 

We are our own gang…

We are you and me…

I love you!

Your perfect for me!

 

 

Let Me Exit

I don’t want to be your hostage…

Loving me enough to hurt me…

You don’t love me enough to let me leave…

 

I don’t want you no more…

You just make it seem like it’s me…

Calling me 200 times in one day…

You know I’m right around the way…

 

You can litterally walk out your house…

Walk two blocks down…

To see me…

You can be out all night not calling…

If I did that…

You’d be boiling…

hot!

 

Yet you forgot…

You like to turn your no goods into…

Me being un-trustworthy…

One thing I want to say is…

Why do you stay with me?

 

No answer…

Well!

I’ll leave!

Behind me you grab…

You came running…

 

Texted!

1000 sorrys per text…

500 hundred mean things said…

300 I’m going to kill my selves…

100 well fuck you thens…

 

Me!

Absolutely no replies…

 

I took my cell phone….

Broken it up five time…

Then I sayed good by…

Why do you want me?

At home telling everyone….

Some lies……..

150 Prof Scotch Tape

Sky yellow…

Tempting me to fly…

Aginst the ropes by your thighs…

Sings to sleep…

Me…

 

Questions I don’t want to ask..

I’ll watch as they reveal there selves…

Linen frown feeling great…

On your bare skin…

Swan dive into purification…

Did I catch the fish?

 

Wondering…

What drives you to smile…

I always crash trying…

Your body is in my custody…

You’ve turned yourself in…

You came out quietly…

Surrendering…

From Behind The Gates Into Great Things. Lord Knows I Came A Long Way.

“I was like damn!”

“I got a phone call from one of my brothers in the penitentiary up north.”

“We where talking and out of no where he said….”

 

A yo!

How the fuck are you still alive?

 

“I laughed a little bit. Got ticket off at the same time. I paused for a minute and before I could respond…” The guy behind him next up for the phone said…

 

THAT MF IS A GLADIATOR YO!

That’s why!

 

 

 

From the seed planted…

Into the womb…

A unique seed grew…

A quiet sunflower…

Doomed to…

What he never asked for…

Never knew he’d  take those late beatings…

Hiding till seeked…

From the beast…

Early teenage years he found his feet…

He told his self…

“This is the last!”

“The last time that enyone!”

“Puts there hands on me again!”

 

School fights…

Territorial fights…

Lots of drug money…

Gave me my first conviction…

Death, dark concentrated into a jug…

Released its way up my sleeve…

No one ever ruled over me……

 

☝”I don’t like this I typed.”👆

“So I won’t finish it……”

“Starting over…”

 

 

 

 

I’ve lived!

I’ve Died!

I’ve fought!

I’ve tryed!

 

I won’t be stopped or derailed!

I’m the young king Tut with…

Snakes heads cut up…

Eyes plucked out…

You will not take my life!

If you try…

I’ll take you with me…

Gargling wet concrete…

I spit out a statue of the child I was…

Treated lest than…

Abused physically and Beat on…

That’s why I crave so much love!

Well use to…

Now I’m more expensive then…

The contract on a contract killer…

Man with many names…

Dog tags snatched from hood generals…

How did you think I would grow up?

When mom said…

“You got to leave he doesn’t want you here.”

Held tears in on that cold porch…

Drop one tear then kept it moving…

Long story I refused it…

Drugs I often abused them…

Money…

I made alot…

Till I got hot like Tater tots…

Double back with fire…

Hopped out on foot shooting targets…

I became a gladiator…

The streets were my parents…

I’m now proud to say…

Those days…

Over…

 

 

 

 

 

Enyone Have A Spare

They hear…

Declaring there blood sacrifices…

Souls sold for a way out of poverty…

Somersaults into my own past scars…

Hearing the same car crash in the curcomfrence…

Nothing is ever around till they need…

Once they take…

They take off wind blow sounds…

I’m little now like before…

Making my own wars…

Bleeding old self bleeding…

 

 

Old love life was a board game…

Played by outside mumbles…

Don’t lie to me…

I said to a hand gun…

Chairs broken…

I hated how they were looking…

pointing at my black ravens grave yard…

All the good in this world…

Should help you…

Not critically force you…

 

 

I live it how I wanna die…

Fucking spies……..

 

 

Lake Side Cubicle

Go on

Reach with me

If you can grab it

You need to hold it

Tight

All night

Its is real

Let it heal you

Make it be what you breath for

Either or

You and me

can

Walk in the

Dark

That’s what we like

Free solitude within

Each others confinement

Pictionary

Covenants that can

Never be broken

In this mental hell realm

Through after life

The answer is us

We love sitting in the darkness

Woes And Cons

Set me on fire like a witch…

A wicked worlock on the Avenue…

Uncomfortable with my attitudes…

Long list of 10 commandments…

Brass balls drop like water falls…

Stalling when I see land…

Moving when I see randoms…

Random capabilities of electricity…

From my palms to your teeth…

Then time shifts into history……………

 

 

 

 

The historic center of…

Cursed family members…

I’m one who…

Let the cremation dust slip through…

My may 12th…

This is far from April fools…

Still peace is sitting in a rocking chair…

In the corner by the shot gun in my…

Late grandma’s room…

 

 

 

 

She sewn the heat in ever cold quilt…

Quilting, Quility filled solstices…

We never went hungry…

 

 

 

 

She would tell me about the times…

The whites called them porch monkeys…

My grand after father would say go…

Get yall asses in the house…

They are comming back with guns…

 

 

 

 

Time sped up and we found out…

Grandma and grandpa were still fugitives…

From that very day…

He was in the war serving his country…

To come home to this shit…

The good old family curse didn’t stop there………………

Im dismissing it……….