among the dry leaves and ghosts,
I searched, hoping to find myself,
I looked in the darkest pits, searched through my lost memories,
I fought with the world and bore its blows
In the midst of the fighting I won,
I found most of me but then got lost,
Staggering through the thick lies I listened only to my friend,
The rough ground found my knees but never for long.
Now I’m back home,
cleaning up my wounds as I try to find the rest of me.
I’m a skinny green African Samurai
Spitting rhythm that hopefully will never die
An all-terrain angry black superstar
Kicking ass from here to Madagascar
I’m an anxious yellow Eskimo psychopath
Busy planning a mild gruesome bloodbath
Stocking up on metaphors and adjectives
Pumping up my tongue with fucking expletives
I’m a greedy fat Martian diplomat
Reciting stories with skills like an acrobat
Claiming victims till they’re all forgotten
Leaving them buried in the ground rotten
I’m a lost little Chinese monster
A tiny quaint Asian philosopher
Don’t dare call me a poet impersonator
I’m an honest-to-god literature creator
me and my peckish love
we linger in the gutter singing songs of bravery
anticipating couriers to keep our tired ideas company
me and my shattered hope
we clung to the side of the sad sinking ship
watching the horizon disappear as we traveled to rest our soul
me and my vicious tongue
we cut deep groves on friendly volunteers
with our sharp harsh words swinging madly from careless lips
me and my empty stomach
we long to feast on delicious contentment
craving the soft meat of satisfaction baked only in victory
me and my shaky voice
we spoke at the head still bellowing like thunder
shrugging off the judgement coming from their misguided anger
me and my aching feet
we stumbled through life’s plateaus and peaks
walking and crawling hoping to discover peace before defeat
me and my steadfast pain
we fought endlessly in the trenches and fog
hoping not to be trounced by doubt in the midst of battle
me and my strong will
we searched our wombs for juvenile hope
with sharpened claws ready to tear the skin off destiny
me and my clever mind
we saw the hundred when shown ninety-nine
as others searched desperately to burn the curtain behind the light
me and my final thought
we tell this as our twisted honest truth
seek only that which will make imposters of your vanity
If you are looking for love
you’ve come to the wrong place
not here will you find it
not now will I speak the word
I’ve no intention of losing myself again
love promises then soothes for a while
eventually it will rupture and threaten
break all that was once there
and leave you shattered and scared
never to be the same again
so take your commotion elsewhere
Not here for love
Not here for love
I have no intention of going back
following false promises and sweet deceit
not now for your words
that glisten and taste warm to my ears
take your wares elsewhere
where other young fools would eat
the tainted food you set in front of them
enticing them with its appeal to the eye
and sensual sweet false aroma
Not here for love
it is an unwelcome guest in my heart
that’s already filled with sensation
and cannot allow for love to enter
for it takes up the whole space
and leaves little room for anything else
it even invades the mind and kicks out reason
then since it is restless it moves out and on
leaving behind empty shells
broken shells of head and chest
mind and heart
I hate to be loved
it burdens me and makes me feel
and I don’t like to feel
go find others
welcoming of your love
and would give you theirs
not here for love
I have none of my own to give you
so spare yourself the hurt
get away from me
and run as fast as you can
run away from me and towards love
when you find it let me know
so it can tear me to pieces
Step right up
Step right up
One used heart for sale
Battered and bruised but works like new
Available for a limited lifetime
Beats steady and requires little maintenance
Features include joy, fear and anguish
Love sold separately
One previous owner
Available only in red
One size fits all
Easy assembly instructions
Does not require ironing
Batteries not included
Act now and receive hope absolutely free
Fifty percent off original retail price
Only one available, hurry while life lasts
Should be handled with care, breaks easily
Don’t be fooled by cheap imitations
Step right up
Terms & Conditions Apply
Satisfaction Not Guaranteed.
What just happened?
Where am I?
How did I get here?
Am I even here?
Is it even now?
Is this even me?
I’m not here,
I’m somewhere else.
Someplace that’s not here.
In a time that’s not now.
I can’t see anything but
it’s beautiful beyond compare.
I cannot hear anyone but
their voices tell only the truth.
I feel like I know everything
All that I don’t know doesn’t matter.
I never want to leave this place.
I’m not afraid because nothing can hurt me,
Nothing can kill me.
Nothing can kill me because I will never die.
I will never die because I was never born.
When Time became so did I,
so did you,
so did all of us.
I was there and you were there.
We were all of us.
We were together, now, then and forever.
I feel myself leaving.
I feel myself coming back to here.
Heading back to now.
But I don’t want to.
It’s too cold here.
It’s too wicked now.
Too cruel and heartless.
Why cant everywhere be there not here?
Why cant every time be then not now?
Why cant every moment be this moment?
Why cant this moment be forever?
- Turn the message around
- Turn my letter away
- Find it among the pine trees
- Look through its mysteries
- My heart on their shelf
- My lies in their ears
- Fragments of angry bitterness
- Hope for coming progress
- The voices in the wind
- The colours in the breeze
- Children weeping in the dark
- Presidents sharpening their remarks
- Is lazy with little to do
- Is found when it’s too late
- Ties and seals all it touches
- Breaks thoughts into wishes
- Can discern their tall-tales
- Can find the wayward words
- Is always fighting the oblivious
- Makes my speech always nervous
- To eventually find out what’s true
- To tear down their misdirections
- To accomplish this one deadly feat
- To makes life come before defeat
- Why they come in the dark
- Why I’ll see this till the end
- They’ll want to keep love forbidden
- I’ll find out where the truth is hidden
- I should go back to our home
- I won’t be safe while I’m there
- The sound of blazing fire within
- The spirit of freedom which will win
- To testify and kill the lie
- To keep one step ahead
- But they find me time and again
- But I vow to end blindness’ reign
- Away the moonlight from the sky
- Away the sunlight from the day
- Hope away and the people grieve
- My words to heart and believes
- To call those that were there
- To gather them all together
- To go back where justice is even
- To find something else to believe in
- Of the poison from their lungs
- Of the truth because it hurts
- Taking the gruesome pain away
- But I’ll met with her again one day
It’s not still it’s wrought
It’s not frill it’s sought
It’s not skill it’s taught
It’s not real it’s bought
It’s not thrill it’s fought
It’s not kill it is caught
It’s not nil it is brought
It’s not will it is thought
End of days