Today I met a great man |
That's saying a lot because i've met very few males that I would actually call men. Yet on this morning, as the suns gentle lips began to caress the sidewalks of this city, I approached the faca...
Posted by Dub E on Thu, 24 May 2007 01:09:00 PST |
The Penn |
At midnight a funeral procession passed underneath my window, the mournful moans were only dispelled by my nephews glittering laughter. Isaiah Daniel Penn, an angel sent to a family of addicts l...
Posted by Dub E on Sat, 13 Jan 2007 12:01:00 PST |
After this you still won't be any different |
I've got the same eyes. Same teeth, scars and vocal influxtions. New girlfriend, new tattoos and new friends. All the ties with those i knew before have been svered, either by them or by me. And I...
Posted by Dub E on Thu, 16 Nov 2006 06:14:00 PST |
Don't fight for women's rights dressed as sluts |
One step, two steps and the third shall be our last as the nickel plated dragon speaks words of death. Flaming sentences hit a savior in the stomach and as the protect and serve came to beat and...
Posted by Dub E on Thu, 14 Sep 2006 07:36:00 PST |
A blackened tongue speaks golden words the best |
Before I slept, the city turned black and the decadent past returned to laugh at it's anxious descendants. The egocentric future amplified aimless ambling announcing autochthons as zealots. ...
Posted by Dub E on Fri, 25 Aug 2006 12:25:00 PST |
I caught a bee |
I shouldn't talk so much. This is the type of thing you realize when gun metal comes into contact with your teeth. It feels like nails on chalkboard sound, raping the sensation until it's ...
Posted by Dub E on Sun, 30 Apr 2006 11:10:00 PST |
The bitch named Stacy |
Breathe to the beat of everyday life like a conformist. But die at your own rythm, please use your best judgement. With this seemingly profound mantra circling through my head, I look up a...
Posted by Dub E on Sun, 23 Apr 2006 08:05:00 PST |
And The Homeboy Cried |
Strolling down weed infested concrete my homeboy stepped on a cricket. Perplexed he knelt down and carefully picked up the disfigured limbs, rubbing them together in an attempt to recreate the m...
Posted by Dub E on Thu, 20 Apr 2006 06:17:00 PST |
Thoughts of Murder |
A lot of people said I wouldn't get to where I am now, even those i loved told me that my failure was imminent. Predicted that I would be a criminal drug dealing deliquent for the the rest ...
Posted by Dub E on Sun, 06 Nov 2005 05:58:00 PST |
To the women I've loved |
Each Muse stands atop her own pedastal, adorned with radiant memories, parading with the romance evident upon their faces. however, when I enter this sacred hall, and tread upon the hallowed gro...
Posted by Dub E on Mon, 24 Oct 2005 03:59:00 PST |
