COLORS

YELLOW teeth BROWN feet  RED eyes on the RED eye GREENbacks  making life decisions Vendors of BLACK  magic in shadow BLUE eyed keyholders GRAY stripped freedom forecast on Pale Walls  This isn't the RAINBOW YOU ENVISIONED

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UNCONVENTIONAL WORKOUT

Word BLOGGINGMental J- O- G- G- I- N- GMARATHONSStill Carrying WeightWAIT DIET Dye ItFlip ItFlipped thoughts like mattresses Revisiting previously traveled lands Lessons in the scratch area of life Looped Riddim of PythagorasNever enoughScarcity of Weeping Willows and Graphite To Decipher it AllReplay 

WRITING NOVEMBER NATIONAL PEN TO PAPER ACTION : MY RANDOM

TIME moves but plays MIME in my desires Fresh game of Red light, Green light My Red is on  Repeat My Red is on Repeat My Red is on Repeat Like Stevie Wonder's dreams in Summer Wondering Blind Chronic Rain This is not Cali Drowning on Dry land Running on a treadmill in a White …

Just Thinking…Again

When did we get to the point of laughing at the pain of another ? Or tickled by misfortune? Somehow our helping hands turned into a pointing finger. Too many tears are salting the earth Too many gallons of blood quench the thirsty green grass of this America When did we grow deaf to the …

Just a sec

I really didn't have anything to say.. Nothing particular to write about. Just felt like writing. . To relieve. .tension.  I guess it's tension... or fatigue. .. or frustration. Who knows? All I Know right now is that it just feels good to write. And allow my writing. .. my untitled frustrations or whatever they …

Ummm, what happened

Build up, to tear down Still unsure why clowns have tears Dumbo's ears and still can't hear the song my heart plays I'm allergic to everything about you But we attract...sigh WE stand in the future Peering at my grave of bones formerly fleshy Before you devoured ...life Stealth mode....a connoisseur...seeker of love ...creator of …

Not even in Remembrance

Numerous ASSumptions and Self Satisfying Points of Clarity devalue the common sense of the speaker. Yes, You are my MisMuse. My Reference. My Dysfunctional Reality. It leaves behind a salty residue on the plate of the Falsely Accused.  So how do you regroup what one has torn down?Easy. One acknowledges that there was never a …

UNNAMED

Thoughts of you makes my spirit move... Thoughts of not having you..move opposite You are so Beautiful... And I know someone would move to second that I see Scenery of us as a movie... Did you see the Move in just that word... Take the "I" out ..and let's keep Moving As I Uhaul these …

PRESENT PASSING

A glance...He is aware...Pretends not to care Our future would be bright if we could see the light But my past got in the line of sight A past killing a future making the present awkward Clear foggy views of hopeless expectations The yin to my yang Pursuing would be in vain Loving me stunts …