2023 begins with words of and for my love, Lauren, sprinkled with sadness from my dad passing. Everyday we cry, everyday we play, the ups and downs of being divine everyday.
Understanding Through Opposition
Somethings in this place are only understood in opposition,Some people say that contra is an important part of comprehension. Go and try to describe the light without the dark,Right without the wrong,Panties without a thong. You show me this documentary where you are literally a star,I’m watching and brought to tears, learning more of who you…
Lessons Through Love
Lessons can be learned in life, through pain or through love. Did you touch the blue-orange flames, or did you head the hand above? Prod me on the left, I cry. Prod me on the right, I fight. Learning is a human trait, responding is our chattel state. With patience, you teach me with love,…
Love Jingles
I chase my Jameson with green juice, 12 veggies, I ain’t special, just better than you…
Bitter and Sweet
Some people need sugar to sip in their coffee,
And some need a blunt to stay in their jobs see…
Fire Waters
My dad died on December 17th, one of the reasons why I didn’t get these poems to you in time for xmas. Two days after, I wrote this poem for you. It’s hard to write after being shocked into the pain surrounding death of loved ones. It’s hard to imagine that anyone, let ALone someone…
She Wrote It
“My loveeee thank you for being a shining beacon of love and strength this morning. You are the sun, and tonight you’ll be the moon and stars. Forever my heart ❤️” Lauren’s message to me this morning She doesn’t speak in sentences, She speaks in poems. Everything about her matches, Because she is the truth.…
Divine Translations
No, it’s not difficult to write poems about a poet. Just like how…sometimes a picture shows what words can not, sometimes examples describe what descriptions can not. Here is an example of Lauren’s mastery of feelings and…words. Al’s text message to !@/& “Thank you for giving me a reason to destroy you. Clearly you do…
What’s a Muse?
What’s a muse? I never understood its meaning until the day that I met you. Before, everything that moved me was in pains of black and blue. Your brightness, although familiar, feels so special, light, strong and new. When our waking worlds combined, You meet me deep in dreamland and everything changed, I used to…
Drunk Diddies
Just so you know, Your friend Bonnie doesn’t have shit on me! Goofy ass Clyde, that slow mother fucker, still jumps out to be, Weak and obnoxious, Stories be toxic, I don’t have time, Dumb boys blow my mind. Their stories are old, Ours are so new, Old can be valid, but wrinkled ideals are…
Today
ALways, I would like the next day to be better than the last. So much comparison hurts the soul, I know. I still can not help but think, “how great would life be if every day, month, shit every year was better than the last?” This year might, despite the bull shit, be the best one yet.
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