Quench

quenching my quest consuming quivering crumbs caught crumbling from chests. your cool cookie monster, here to foster your fantasies and facilitate frivolous over all freak-ness. in all fairness, your heiress i am but a servant thus you must dictate what dick does and Richard is richer than rich with a sole thicker than thick melting lust to liquid so lick to your thirsts content. our book will contain no table of contents you must be creative and conscious to conduct your path on this adventure of anatomy. and i await your arrival in pleasurable anguish as i pace and plot under the tree at our old meeting spot.        

War

Promising a Precise death with a Face of Fabled Fairness Fabricated with Finesse yet her calmness is a Fragile Fib a Facade For behind her Flesh Flickers a Flame Favoring Fresh termoil. Fearless and feral, Feeding you soothing Fear through her Ecstacy Educing Eyes Elegantly Elevating Explicit Emotions Exposing Erect anatomy without Even attempting to be Erotic. Elegant irisis Erode Egos and Essential Ethics leaving you Embarassed and Eligable for her Emasculating Evil Extrude with Eager Electricity Through Her Hell-bent Hands Habitually Hindering the Hearts of men Hopeless momentarly Haulting to adjust Her Halo before returning to the Hysterical Heap of Humans she Hungers for. should you ever lay eyes on this Head Hunting Hellion, Hope you evade the Horrible Houcus pocus she comands with Hurrican forces for she is the second and first Horesmen Heir to the throne of Hades. she is older than History, masses have been slaghtered in Her name, countless conflicts amongst comrades and whole Homes destroyed . she is beautifull as beauty yet dangerous as dange she is not a warrior she is WAR

CAAZ

CAAZ
 Intoxicated Ideas
 Talk the keys off their hook.
Ignited Pains insert into ignitions,
while in between Bohemian Blinks
 The radio seems to adjust itself. the 
 Booms and Baps previously attributed to 
saving my life, take the wheel and drive my 
Fragile Soul through the familiar nights Red Lights. 
Hallucinations Howls from the wolf pack of paranoia 
riding in the back seat. Gas, Brake less than a foot apart. 
a decision must be made before they Clash, should i stay or should i go.

write right

Let me be your diary
i open my arms to you as if they were pages,
write in me
confide in me,
i will keep you inner most secrets under lock and key
scribble your anxietys on my palms
so we can walk hand in hand towards clarity,
Draw your fears on my chest
so when we hug you know you dont have to face them alone,
carve your past on my back
i will help you carry your burdons
stamp you truths on my knees
and i promise to never bend them
etch your wish list on my eyelids
so i may never be blind to your wants
create a masterpiece on my tounge
so i may praise your creativity
list your strengths on my lips
find your self esteem when we kiss
list you weaknesses on my finger tips
we will work on them together
narrate your fantasies around my navel
jot your life story down my leg
but leave room for future entries as we walk together

let me be your diary
write in me
confide in me
i hunger for your ink.

Reign

Push pull
she is in a quite storm
impatiently roaming
in her cloud,
waiting to go home
waiting to fall unto the comfort
of solidity,
Push Pull
once embraces and stripped of longing
she sheds the over bearing weight of need
becoming vulnerable
becoming weightless,
that which pushed
now pulls her back to the sky,
push pull
returning to the quite cloud
impatiently roaming
waiting for yet another storm to brew,
push pull
precipitation evaporation
a cycle of nature
a true love story

she may now only be a few particles making up a rain drop, but one day she will drop at the perfect time on the perfect spot, nourishing the perfect seed and ending his tireless search. together they will bloom into a rose, but until then she continues being pushed, being pulled evaporation and again precipitating living in the cycle of nature, writing a true love story.

Coca Kola

it was around 5 or 7 when i met here
i was 6 foot she was 5'7
i climed out of hell
just as she fell
from heaven
landed right in my arms
climbed into my veins
and infected me with her charm
her name was the hardest drug ive ever been on
she was a terminal virus
i happily invited
in my ear she flicked her razor sharp tounge
stabbing my counsious quite
she rolled up all my dreams
all i had to do was light it
more than a fling under her flame
i was guided
weither or not she was invited
on she marched unto my heart
stomping out my glases
for in her presence i was only short sighted
catching contact highs everytime she sighed
the sensation of suffication
whenever she was not at my side
she became my purpose
the sole reason i was alive
for i cant remember yesterday
and my crystal ball shows a grave
so my fingers betray me as the hit redial
its as if her fingers manipulate my vocal cords
as i ask if i may see her today
15 minutes past midnight
yet in the sun we lay
my instincts say run
but something within her voice says stay
i look to the sky whatching the clouds turn gray
as i turn to her to say
i love you
before the words came out her fingertips
killed my thoughts and closed my lips
before i knew it i was poised
to take a short lunge off of an even shorter cliff
i did not float like she said i would
now simply diving without the v
before i loose my final footing i catch her eye contact
with a final plea
mi amor
with tears swelling in her eyes
she turns in my direction
my name is not love
with this word do not call for me
i have no name
but the cool kids
the cool kids like to call me cocaine

wont really make since if you dont like jazz

shhh
can you hear the drums
listen to them cum
chill
relax fall back
on the sax
let the cold train
infected your brain
be still
can you feel
the keys
dont resist
let you toes tap
a bass line
as natural
as the bend in your knee
let your lids fall
can you see
the breeze
silence
lyrical bliss

ode de roach

In our first encounter
o nemisis
thy lack in shoe throwing ablity
was your saving grace

in our second encounter
o nemisis
it was the confidence i found in slaying your
countless comrades that lead i to be out monuvered

alas

our third encounter
o nemisis
will not lead to a fourth
o thy nemisis

haven proven thy self worthy on the feild of battle
all proper rites of passing beyhond this mortal prison
shall be granted
my respect you have gained
but my mercy you have not
o nemisis

Friday janurary 6th 2012 2:03 Pm
thy nemisis died a tradgic yet valent death

the journey

letters are earned through experience
with them words are created
just as god created trees,
sentences become roots
acting as foundations for the stories that blossom
from the lips of man and woman,
listen well
for they share their very blood with every syllable
these are sounds to be cherished as life itself.

zebra

August 1992
2 people walk hand in hand
1 male
1 female
1 black
1 white
on they walk despite
the hate spewed upon the on sight
together they share the same dream everynight
to walk into public with peace
yet they both understand when the sun rises
the judgement shall not cease
walking on the same street
on coming trafic
white jeep
trash thrown upon thier feet
society outraged
because it is for him whom she carries a seed
thorn wrapped words
of on lookers
continue being thrown
dispite how much her belly has grown
but strong they stay
and with heads held high
a month later a child is born
overcome with triumph
until they relize
the stillness
in thier new sons eyes
bitter and sad the child never talked
and rarely did he smile
as if he watched his childhood be destroyed
before he was a child
as if his very existance deemed him a rebel
worthy of exile,

August 1992
2 walk hand in hand
1 male
1 female
1 black
1 white
hate spewed at them on sight
souciety outraged because it is for him she carries a seed
but on they walked staying stong
all while knowing their worlds hated them
a month later a child is born
born baring the burden of knowing,

his parents world

his world

hated him.

south central Disnyland

all i want in this world is some of whatever dope
dopey be dopin on with his homeboy sleepy
but i heard some light weight chicken head took a hit
now shes a sleeping beauty
and trust me passing out in a glass case is a big mistake
especially in the middle of the forest right around were grandma got ate
and i now you heard about jack right
well jack may be nimble
and jack may be quick
but after jack took Jill up that hill
jack cant stop scratching his dick
oh and i forgot to warn you
big bad wolf just got out of prison
so you better walk the other direction
wearing all that crimson
everybody knows hes a og tripple og
been cripin since he was 10
and you didnt hear this from me
but i saw little read ridding hood walk down that street
and i aint seen that chick again
but if you do decide to venture in that direction
be on the look out because that crack head ass bear named pooh is at it again
jumpin anyone for anything that can be sold for money
so he can go cop that quote unquote honey
and Christopher robins is making a killing slanging that shit
i seen him last week pushin a benz and the wood grain had a tv in it
he stopped at the curb and his rims was still spinnin
thats fucked up what happened to simba right
nola gave birth and the cub came out with stripes
so you know what that means
tiger is down at LAX tryin to leave the country on the next flight
but we can worry about all that later
right now what we need to do is hit those switches on my 64 pumpkin
get it 3 wheel motion
because Cinderella's evil step mother is in vages for the weekend
and shes having a function
so we get to the party everything cool
everyone chillin and sippin
until the wicked witch of the EAST SIDE came through set trippin
just than jafar came in with his cane straight limpin
and during all the commotion beast crept out the back with about 3 or 4 freaks
but beauty got so drunk she didnt find out for about 3 or 4 weeks
peter pan broke a lamp fighting with his shadow
tinkerbell flew off crying because wendy called her a hoe
Prince charming the so called designated driver said he just wanted a taste
and an hour later he was passed out completely shit faced
now bell needs a ride home so she asked Pinocchio if he was drunk
he said no but now he really cant drive
because his nose grew so much it would be hanging out the window
Cinderella got mad because the mad hatter kept eating all the cups
Timon and pumba said hakuna matata and rolled the next blunt up
they got Pocahontas so high she spent the rest of the night outside
talking to a tree
tweedle dumb and tweedle dee decided it was a good time to leave the party
once alvin and the chipmunks fired up the kareokke
repuhnzel ran to the bathroom to yak
it took all 7 dwarves to hold here hair back
captain hook was in the living room hitting the dougie
till he got karate kicked by mulan while she was jerking
than tigerlily pushed them both out of the way droped it pick it up
and started twerking
the little mermaid went skinnydiping with nemos father
and if your trying to get on the beer pong table honestly i wouldnt bother
woody and buzz are undefeated 25 and 0
i knew it was time to go when snow white whent to the bathroom to snort some blow
and dumbo rolled up a tight j but no one would hit it becausse we all new it was laced
and no one felt like histaricly laghing while the hulicinate
then right on que the 3 little pigs rolled up
and everyone dipped out without a trace
this aignt no one time thing next weekend they will all be at it again
and dont trip next time your all invited
just hit up your man next time your in south central disny land.

"Hey blue shirt!"

My hands crave to write her praise on every page
her walk possesses absolute alliteration
with soulful sways
seducing my senses
into producing serene stanzas dedicated to the gold haze,
of her irises
or scribble a whole script about her hips
or manufacture a whole manuscript depicting only her lips
i could write a song for every line that resigns on her finger tips
i could go on for days about all the various ways i want to make waves
in her heart
but i think instead
simply introducing myself
would be a good start.


Hey Blue Shirt!

The "P" Poem

I have a plethora of problems that pop up periodical
prone to make me publicly shout profanities provocatively
for instance im down with OPP
that's other peoples property
for those not programed properly to perceive
my personality
i can be stereotypical and pick pride as a priority
unfortunately in this world pride links to power links to paper
which links to the next problem of not having a penny in my pocket
plus i suffer from the absence of possessing old president mug shots
printed on green parchment
i promise i could start a parade with all my problems
but fuck it lets throw a house party
ill pop the popcorn you pack the pipe
after i puff puff i pass cuz im always polite
but now im paranoid
too scared to press the power button on the television in fear
of a program where pompous politicians swear to protect me while
pommelling me with persuasive propaganda persecuting my own people
what the puck!
my favorite color is purple
and since i passed puberty
ive loved pussy with a passion
alas im a passive paramour
meaning i purposely dont pursue
meaning i unpurposly never prevail
but according to a prehistoric philosopher
we have less than a year left
so im punching pre caution out the window
pushing it out the plane with no parachute
so hopefully you posses some protection in your purse
for were about to partake in a pleasurable predicament
all night form the pm to the am
and hopefully there not prostitutes
for i have no paper to pay them
i am a prosperous prototype of a protagonist
promised to protect my property with my prowess
punching proud criminals in the pupil for prowling
in my proximity
i am the protege of a black panther
i am a provoked poet far from prude
punishing those that pry in other peoples business
so before i explode like a propane tank
be so kind to please pass the Prozac.

D's mutha fucka D's!

After much deliberation and observation
of this congregation
i arrived at a conclusion
to disarm my delusion
and dissolve my detestable demeanor
even dethrone my devilish detachment of emotion
and stop causing such delinquent commotions
depart from my old mind
to deny my destructive demise
and deviate my unsatisfactory destiny
to realize you are my salvation in disguise
i will desperately devote myself to my desires
extinguishing all deposition
take control of the directors chair to my dreams
so i can directly dictate all disadvantages to disappear
disintegrate my minds discipline to the disparity
that's creating distance between you and me
and damn those that oppose,
and damn those that deem my disobedience disgrace full
for to have eyes and witness her Grace is to justify my determination
leave entire nations in disrepair
fight the devil himself for a deviant stare
only your affection may divulge my DNA
for who i am can only be determined
once i am whole
Drastically drifting back down to earth
after detoxing my body of your infatuation
only to further draw the fact that you are my favorite drug
driving drowsy while drowning in drinkable obsession
dying while drunk from consumption of my dysfunctional duty
to detain a beast
while searching
for a
beauty