Letters (Poem)

I
Pile
On
Words
Like
A
Stack
Of
Letters
In
Hope
They
May
Find
A
Way
To
Your
Heart

Paucity (Poem)

The following is a poem I wrote upon asking my followers to give me a word to make a rhyme out of. The word was paucity…

I’m out on my last stint
Doing that shit
That plausibly
Such an atrocity

I never met a fool
Who can do what I do
With audacity
And an apostrophe

I lit a fire up under my ass
And it burns
But it feels so good
Viva la hood

Stuck (Poem)

Every day is the same

I wake up wishing I hadn’t
And go to bed hoping I’ll never wake up

I get a little bit older
And a lotta more cold

This bitterness inside drags me to the floor
A baby fit tantrum that never seems to get old

I put a ball on my chain
Then kicked it through a wall

Now I’m stuck in the middle of yesterday and tomorrow

I don’t know how to quit buggin
I don’t know to have faith

Tiny Dancers (Poem)

We’ve been sent good weather
Tiny dancers flicker on the hills

The stage is ours to conquer
Leave no one sitting still

Let’s dance into moonlight
Make envious the sun

Devour all our enemies
We’ll finish when we’re done

Sorrow (Poem)

This Phoenix may never rise

A blight orchard
Plagued with sorrow

What light will fill her void?

The fire burns
But nothing lasts

Rolling Stone (Poem)

I spent so much time
Trying not to think
I forgot how to think

Doing stupid shit
Saying stupid things
Stuck in my roll

If I’m a rolling stone
I’m a hafta stop
At some point in time

Nothing is forever
When you ain’t so clever
Burning it down