beat poet travel ing look ing for inspiration seek ing self in the move ment
Thursday, August 23, 2012
its me. i did this. every bit. every second. every trace found. scraped. raped. mapped. and remembered....my fault. i win right? you said that. i win. you should just 'let me win'. and i do. so gloriously. i win.like a champion. standing with a shadow so.... intimidating.
thats me.
always have to be right
real
on
this
it
yours
you
me
like you
remembered
like an unplanted seed you
do away
with me
given up on a whim
blown from finger tips
dirty
unforgiving
having been in someone else
in the mean
time
thats me
begging
cursing the day i fucked up
and will again
and beg forgiveness
it wasn't how i thought it should be
forgive me
and you wont
cause youre
a bastard
with your lies building
and i know every single one
and i keep them hidden for you
because i love you
in a tiny box
in my throat
that wont open
or absorb
and you are forgiven on lonely boulevards
as i beg forgiveness for being late
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
corrupt
you have corrupted me
limb for limb
with your words
your whims
your ways
youre
him
cards and memory
anniversary in 2's
20 something now
siphon the martyr me in
and face what's to come
doubtless
worry aside
keep it all
in stride
Sunday, August 19, 2012
31
after 31 years i realize
i dont trust my instinct
and i dont think i've ever listened to it
whats done is done
tomorrow we start listening
and shrugging more.