Sunday, January 8, 2012

Between You and Me

Roses and wine and candles and wind chimes
and time and today
images of love unlimited
present it with prism with
woman with the gift of love
doves and air and cloudless sky
wonders beyond dare
shares of tears dried eyes
suprise and sown sweet sayings of hearts
sparks of feelings and small talk
walks in the park after dark
nightcaps and midday Saturday naps
laps around the universe
lonely dispersed into nothing
back to something it works
between you and me

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Rue the Day of Love

Do you dream to demean
A nigga like me?
A giver of my liver if I had it
My habit is that im stuck
Fucked with giving unto you
Giving ‘til im blue in the face
Give my life id replace my all for you
If you only knew what I would do for you
But you live in fear from what you aint never get
From him from them
You live in a pool of never forget
So you wont let yourself love me
Rub me raw
Kill me with my own give-all
‘Til I crawl back to GOD for forgiveness
Liveless unto an idol I make love I make you
I take you for my unlawfully wedded
Indebted to bled it out
‘til my veins ran dry with why
Live give and let die
Nothing dust no air not even eye
No cry no justus just you
And on to the next fool-for-you
I deserve to rue the day
I met you and unleavened myself
To unhealth death do us partly because
I was what love should never be what was idolatry

Brooks Was Here

Dreams are foreign
With sovereign doctrine
The song of men with sixpence
And a sense of none
Numb and locked in lust with young
I’m hung in one
Spot
Brooks was here….

What year was it
When the buzzards filled the sky like blizzards
Snowflakes locked in circumstance with a chance
Of advance Im circumspect
Lost in a pool of lack of respect
Success a mess of madness and too pitiful
To call sadness
What are you?
What am I?
But for a fly in the Annointment
Lost in mint julip frosted tulips accosted
By the moss fit of illigit thought
Wrought wrong in song so strong
And elongated penetrated masturbated
Uneducated impurity
Fury me with maximum none
Hung from where the institutionalized
Realized cries fell on deaf ears for years
And the breath of the many disappears
Like the ghost of fear
Brooks was here……