Stank

Eeeeeeel!

Funky

clogged

up

dirty

drains

spills

nasty filth

of

a grime mouth

running-out

sewers

rats in

packs…

Come

See

Me…

Here…I …Am.

Locked and loaded

waiting,

to

squeeze-off

happy

yo-muck-head

to

bleed out

a

Prayer

to God, …Wait!

Candles

lit

patience

to

sit

holding

on to

the situation

or

headout.

Angermanagent

red…

spread

em’ out

stinky- inky…

this is

or

this ain’t

a cleanse

gone bad.

In my Head…

My mind

speaks

to me…Fix me?

What’s wrong

with me? Shhh!

Let me quiet

those

thoughts

louder

than I

want to think

or

want to speak

wanting

that

attention

intentionally

pounding

to listen. Hush!

Let me

hear

my

sounds

Of ME

my

turn up

bass

of music

mystery

to

drown

them old wildly

echoing tunes of the truth…the past…

the whatever… to another song…Ahhhhhh!

Screaming

inside

anxious

whispers

of grains

sprawling

sound bits

awaiting me

to misery

from

peace from ME.

Will peace everybe?

Shhhhh! Quiet please.

Floating on Love

If Love

is a dream

don’t wake

me

from

floating

on air

pressing the

heart to

someone

who’s

there

or

maybe

everywhere

shining

tiny metallic

stars

in my

eyes

any time

it’s

him and I

twirling

in warmth

on

a soft

surface

our

heartbeats

sync

into

waves

crashing on

shore

to breakfast

sunnyside

up

deliciously

to

deliriously

soul screaming

roller-coaster

enjoyments

in

love you’s

to morning

pillow

smiles

sharing sunrises…

Biological Ties Cut Young

Precious

at first,

beauty in the

fetal

position

in the

womb

watching a

human element

development…, Blessed!

Awoke at birth,

umbilical cord tied

around my neck,

emergency surgery

in a hurry

all hands on deck,

this babygirl

wasn’t ready

for the World

of mess.

Let me confess

to

my Mother

sweating cuffed

to the bedside

buzzed

out

on drugs

closed

gates

No hugs

or

Love

my shoulders

still strug

to

Why

You

did the

things

You

Did.

Born

from

Trouble

I kept

my hands

clean

to only

scream

at your face

in nightmares.

You

wouldn’t

Dare

face

Me

Now,

Biological Breeder.

Mother

is not a proper

label

for you.

Where could yours

eyes hide

looking into mines?

Children’s Innocence

You gonna get yours!

Leave the innocence

alone

stalking and creeping

to take

a precious gift

gifted

not to you.

You gonna get yours!

Raging at a

frightened child

hitting

a tender small

undeveloped

body

so hard

leaving scars.

You gonna get yours!

I served

to protect

and care for

the little

precious souls

trouble

in ways

that mature them to

Old.

You gonna get yours!

Take my words

however

you choose

if you

mess with the

precious little ones

You

gonna

Lose

and get what you deserve!

Socials

Everyday

ain’t

a joke

hee-hee

laughed

out loud

tickles

some

folks

frontin

inside

mixing

riddles

singing

notes

of the

despicable

life in

resentments

and

commitments

to

spoken

chatter

fun

as old

once

young,

wrinkles

in

roll backs

backstroking

memories

to drown

without

resuscitating

their faking,

making up

the next

to go to

Hell

baking,

hee-hee

laughed

out loud

thoughts

never

mistaken…,

keep it

moving

to the

end

of persuasion.

Now or Never

Loving the

fire in my

soul

and grace

in my

heart

of an

organic growth

without

pesticides

dieseling

droplets

to destroy

the beauty

bits and

ugly parts

blossoming

up

to

new ways

to love

me

gently.

Sunnyside

to a funnyside

of the

mental,

massaging

the

patience

to adore

all which

ain’t had

before,

MYSELF

out of the

dirt.

A Balled up

bud

buried to

the generic

genetics as

a seed

bursting

to prosper

and flourish

naturally

as Me.

I Love Me Some Me

You don’t know me, but you hate me?

You never seen me for who I am,

but you judge me?

You never seen a stylish, classy, sophisticated, brown- skinned lady?

You never seen such a radiant beauty with curly nappy hair and a contiguous smile?

You never seen my strength or weakness…,

You never seen my struggles or experience my pain,

but

You judge me?

You never seen my potential to persevere through adversity,

You never seen such a compassionate, sweet and genuine soul,

You never seen my credentials or my work ethic

yet,

you hate and judge on me?

You never seen me for who I am

because you are not me.

I am me

and will always be.

UnApologetic for those who do not recognize…,

but

your Hate and Judgements

dont phase Me

because

I Love Me for Me.

Calling on You …

Follow your

heart

baby,

don’t wait at

the crossroads

missing minutes of

my love

granted to be

bestowed upon

you…,

I’ll trust

you’ll find

anyway

to

eliminating the distance

to

Come to me,

baby.

I am all you need

if you’ll

listening

with your

soul

trust and believe

my heart

is open

never

hoping

it would’ve been

broken for so long

for

you to

look at me

differently,

cause there’s a

possibility

you’ll find

some broken pieces

still healing

secretly,

while I obsessively

want you.

Come to me

baby,

with no doubts, no fears,

to

arms that wants to

hold you,

lips that wants to

kiss you,

and

to a Heart

that wants

to Love you.

Come to me

baby,

words are written and outspoken

with

swollen emotions,

and

committed

devotions,

to be

bound in-love

as equals,

in an illustrated collaboration

between

us two

living together as lovers do…,

Come to me,

baby.