What if you found out Who the person that you revered really was? What if they lied a lot, or drank too much or made plans and… Read more “The Histories of Black”
Month: February 2018
Don’t Drunk Dial Poets At 2 AM
You see a struggling writer, But scratch the surface and you will find that I am a concept. And a troglodyte who tastes like kiwi. I’m the… Read more “Don’t Drunk Dial Poets At 2 AM”
Treacle
It’s not my fault it’s the season. I want to punch you and I want to love you. Come to me, sugar monster. Something about now, something… Read more “Treacle”
Yoko
I wanna shoot the Guru a link to something that I penned but I hope that he is just following me all over the internet, in the… Read more “Yoko”
Hooker Haikus
I thought I had you But you are so quick to fade Can’t trust a shadow. I thought we were friends But you never needed me Loving… Read more “Hooker Haikus”
Claudius Gothicus
Instead of pretending and posing one wintry day of the new year Instead of waiting for affection from whoever happens to be near Instead of a fancy… Read more “Claudius Gothicus”
To The Hilt
He wants something I don’t want So round and round we go… I tell myself I shouldn’t But I never leave it alone. Inside, it doesn’t feel… Read more “To The Hilt”
Self Diagnosis
If you’re not sure how you can tell but you see me…. and guess what…. I’m fulla buts like… But ain’t it is, what this is What… Read more “Self Diagnosis”
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Picayune
And that’s how bad habits start. You’re emotional. Someone notices. Someone pretends to help. Someone makes an offer. You accept. You know better but you’re not practical.… Read more “Picayune”
My Mind, My Mood, My delicately poisoned pen... 