Day dub,
4 w/ a hug
we packin’ green slugs
in white canvas
w/glassy eyes
so surprised
when cyphers
come back
(to life?)
white, red, yellow, or black
we relaxed,
today.
Say hey
slap some
One in the air,
for beginners,
for sinners, for
wins
& wonderment
that
meets
squirrel
for the world
& it’s wonder…
Like trees…
Man, I was on
that same damn
plan…
I mean place
fuck plain Jane
I need the
purple chick
from OG Star Trek…
or was she green?
You already know
what I mean
Happy Holidays…that 420
Way
Drink fast–
Flask shooter who
saves on Wednesday,
wolves travel in packs
unprotected–
Rejected w/ reason
the season of
the predator
is partialled and parted
Protective of young
guardians
Project the
Pride
to higher potential,
them kids may have the
equation for
particle re-enhancement
that we been seekin’--
That big dog
w/ sharp teeth
& paws, put
pause on house trained
pit-bulls–
this destroyer
causes danger…
That one,
that call of the wild will,
will you,
moments of compromise
and will rise
off the chain,
take your membrane–
not insane, but in-step
you met,
day 13?
Wolf
wizard of the snap back
& red entrails trailin’
the tail that
gives balance
through the
tapestry
Drink fast
fast shooter
He
is he.
pick out them
problem children
then,
get paid
We be rhythm ridin’
work on weekends and vacation slide
on Mondays when
madness manifest
We stay blessed with
Universal Order–
Cross brown borders into
bad lands and lands holdin’ the baddest
We like the circus
and get spoiled by
the fights!
It’s WorldStar, 4th period
and them phones
is recordin’ in plain sight
Clear the area,
Break the scene
Get out the damn way,
Here come the Dean
Here come
the Dean
For recovery,
for discovery &
discomfort, of not
forging ahead to
fit in space
where unwelcome mats
sit.
We sat in it,
drank deep in
it’s depth &
hung over it’s
over tones of
Never enough–
Enough
of the lies &
left days
Today we move forward.
For the sake
of sanity, &
the future
Today’s not a
good day–
I’m lonely
& frustrated
can’t blow out
candles
Want to drop
a #hammer
on my head &
start over.
Today’s not a
good day–
and that’s all
I can say.
1/2 way point,
point to your pinnacle
& power through problems
like a living legend
still in love with life.
I tell myself that
while feeling the pressure
& gravity of foregone conclusions;
don’t capsize
in situations that still involve
breathing
Be strong,
allow optimism
to be a guide through
stardust & deception
There still is,
is. Be. Exist,
if only in seconds between
the appearance of bad
& the hill on the horizon
showing light.
Take the sunset
or sunrise
And keep
riding & rolling
on broken tracks
Go sip fruity
non alcoholic
drinks
from a flask
sitting on rooftop
enjoying the view—
Even if
you’re afraid of heights
Go do scary stuff
that ain’t that dangerous
Today,
is that chance to
live
Day 14 (#loop)
We let loose
on Tuesdays
Put #loops in
history books
where double
O’s are eyes
& witnesses to
destruction.
We deconstruct the
damned & damaged caused
by colonizing demons
at the end of the bar
Black Jesus, if
you pour my drink
We can debate on
debauchery and the damned
who plotted dubious plans
for green backs
planted by pink toes
hate me as my
‘fro grows past 180 degrees
circumference–
Try another
conference in Berlin
as Iran wins
the war on propaganda
filling all the
social media pages
of the day–
Post it.
We let loose on
Tuesdays.
