PARDON THE SURFACE |
I wrote the poem while ashing my cigarette into this empty glass of water...I could of been cleansed.I thought about what occurs when children breath beneath the slaughter and hummed to myself...I cou... Posted by on Fri, 13 Jun 2008 21:50:00 GMT |
A PLEA FOR LUZ |
A local, talented poet and a good friend of mine was standing outside of his house this past memorial day weekend speaking to a young lady who was inside of her car at the time. He was approached by ... Posted by on Wed, 11 Jun 2008 04:33:00 GMT |
HEAVEN (MOM MOM) |
Besides the summer spin on someones spring wind in moral velocity thoughts become them. Thoughts become friends to lonely souls blending beneath a heart open enough to greet summer gone blends. I thou... Posted by on Sat, 24 May 2008 19:12:00 GMT |
NO PEACE FOR THE 3 BEAT DOWN BY PHILLY COPS |
I do not want peace tonightI want fossil built spears and welfare pandemonium.... Icons of rage and blood diamond kidney stones passing through a freshly ripped jail hole made by the rage of midnight... Posted by on Thu, 08 May 2008 22:16:00 GMT |
no peace for s.bell |
I do not want peace tonight. I want to fight each uniformic stereotype......i want to split open skulls with the conglomerate fossils of former section eight condeminiums freshly built over a twelve ... Posted by on Fri, 25 Apr 2008 23:00:00 GMT |
Lemon Syrup |
We all have people in our lives that can’t think for themselves. Literally incapable but yet free to make decisions for their own and sometimes other peoples lives. If your anything like me, y... Posted by on Fri, 21 Mar 2008 22:50:00 GMT |
A POETS POEM |
Hunt me downmore underground then mountains beneath usthey've searched and they've seen us before we were creators.Leave me no later then tomorrow or i'll drown in my sorrows and you can sendme those ... Posted by on Mon, 10 Mar 2008 07:35:00 GMT |
AFTER 3 DECADES.......... 4/20 |
BEFORE I TURN THIRTYListen,I do notam notor think that i ever will be that bitch that rest her bare thighs beneath the tingle of almost burning sand watching my hands plant 30 second fossils beside th... Posted by on Sat, 08 Mar 2008 19:12:00 GMT |
10, 9, 8..... |
And nowthat there aint a thought pattern that could maintain a frame behind what's focused.and nowthat there aint a truth that can alleviate the pain so that i can break the hate from the potent........ Posted by on Mon, 07 Jan 2008 00:19:00 GMT |
MOTION |
And it movesthe same way the arms do of a dancer.Seriously, like full moons in summer.....something like cancerand I don't care if i don't see tomorrow. I keeps it movin'whatevers left of yesterday y... Posted by on Mon, 07 Jan 2008 00:10:00 GMT |