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I don’t intend to offend

I only write what I’m feeling

What I’m really feeling

Truth

And as honest as it may be

As real as it is

To paraphrase or to express

Myself in any other way would be

To lie

Something I’d rather not do

For I am not false in my prophesizing

For it profits me very little

So if shyt or dick offends you then you

May need to question your own feelings

Or what you profess them to be

Check this out….

Poets write poetry

Bees make honey

Hustlers make money

And lovers make love

“love oh love oh careless love”

Careless like curse words and images of

Old men fondling the young breasts of

13 yo once innocent girls who take it cause

Mama’s lights are on now and finally she

Is driving a car and the new shoes on her feet

Has stopped the teasing, at least for now…

I mean I don’t intend to offend

I’m just writing what I’m feeling

Feelings that

Talented tongues are taunted to tell

Telling troubled tales of the invisible living

Things have to get better

Shyt has to change

Insane

Plain Jane wants to be like Whitney

Hit me

Why can’t she be herself

See herself

Free herself

No self love or control

She sells her soul

Cause there is profit

So drop it cause rent is due and

Car payment to

Forgetting songs taught in Sunday school

Golden rules

New tattoo, hair do and new lyrics to-

Lyrics about licking and sticking

Fucking and swallowing nut

Taking it up the butt

No parental guidance

4^th graders debate what they think life means

Playgrounds and unsupervised class rooms become

Scenes of reenactments or interpretations

Virgins no more

Innocence lost

At what cost?

Remembering how it feels to wanna belong

Or be held or be loved

“I wanna be loved/faithful and true/I wanna be loved/a million life times with you/I’ll let my heart take a chance”…and….

In callused hands it is crushed

Turned to mush cause addiction

Doesn’t care about shyt

It often forgets what love means

I’m mean but I don’t mean to be

I’m just trying not to offend anyone today

Yeah, I’m gay

So what

No I don’t get fucked in the butt or desire to

Feel up little boys or dress like a chic or

Cut off my dick…ya’ll on some stupid shyt

I live in a house but I ain’t part of one and I

Strongly believe in the possibility of monogamy

So please don’t cheat on me beat on me or sleep on me…

Ha ha ha he he he

Now put that in your corn pipe and smoke it

Choke it

Stroke it

He broke it

No safety glue or scotch tape or suture strong enough to

Restore the trust

Thrust and thrust until I bust

All over myself

Mental health flooded with faded memories of being

Molested by VHS fuck flicks and late night HBO shows

A left opened door exposes a little more

Voyeur I visually explore

Peeping, not sleeping

Seeing reality from beginning

“nobody knows the trouble I’ve seen/nobody knows my sorrow”

So I borrow from my neighbor but forget to return

And if I’ve written anything that offends it’s not my intention

No intervention

Mental retention

The fifth dimension

Comprehension of reality

At least for me

If you are able to walk in city parks after dark without stepping in dog shyt

Consider yourself blessed

Cause life’s stress is like a test

No cheat sheets or cliff notes or study guides

Close your eyes

And enjoy the ride it ain’t that bad

If on the way some shyt should offend you

Hop off

Get lost

Jack off

Ain’t no love loss

I’m boss of these poems my words

The verbs my nouns their sounds
So no offense
But in my defense
Som shyt just don't makes sense

toilet trained

i guess they want us all to
wash away with the tides

like flushing little brown
turds down porcelain white bowls

out of sight out of mind
what's mine is mine

fuck reform or Obamacare welfare
stare i don't care won't care cause

it hurts knowing the truth
that nothing really matters

so what...

i could not look up at him
as he pumped my mouth full
swimming seamen in saliva
proclaiming their claims to life
lead by self motivation
the same motivation that propelled
me to hurry here upon my knees
beseeched to his kingliness

is this what addiction feels like?

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I used to imagine how it would be...being with you....
No boundaries or questions or complications...
No algae covered swimming pools or
Broken washers filled with soured clothes

I used to imagine how it would be....being with you...
No long drawn out speeches no alibis
No trials with biased jurors waiting to find me
Guilty of loving You in spite of You

I used to imagine what it would be like...being with you...
You who once turned my world into a strawberry banana smoothie
Now a shitty pull up diaper crawling about on a dirty floor in a
hot damp project apartment running radiator in June

I used to imagine what it would be like...to be with you...
Odors show no shame floating above empty
Champagne bottles adjacent to dusty white china plates
Glistening bodies covered in sweat resting silently

I used to imagine how it would be....until I had you
Far from fraud proof money back guarantee untrue
Contemplative decisions to be made before
Compromising my identity and my closet space

A start...Family Time

Growing up, we used to watch tv together and have family dinner until the Christmas we each got personal 13" color tvs and it became ok to eat our meals upstairs....to friends who are parents...take the TVs out the room, limit the internet time, and bring back dinner time...you'd be surprised. Spend time with your kids and stop buying them expensive ass clothes and buy books, chemistry sets, or creative items. I'm tired of reading reports and statistics with our kids ranking very last but yet they are the best dressed in class.
Say no to Jordan's and yes to apples and books...and a puppy is a nice reward for good grades. Marinade on this...

He here

I feel you....maybe instead of calling Jesus we need to call each other...shyt has got to change...only gonna happen if we do it ourselves...peeps too worried about who I sleep with instead of worrying about if I had enough sleep or if I have a place to sleep..let's do better...we have been waiting too long for Jesus...missing the point...Jesus never left.