Sometimes I wish I had kept loving you
Kept feeling something when I thought of you
Instead I thought a whole lot
Did only a little
And maybe lost something so much more precious now it’s gone
Grown a bit I hope
Transformed a lot I know

I sometimes wish I had been able to see things through your eyes
The way they are when I only see stares
What is going on back there?
Something beautiful I know
Something inspired and amazing I know

Sometimes I wonder on what would have happened if I were someone different back when I wasn’t yet where I am now

But this is life and
Here we are
Right here is exactly where we be

if not a song...

I wish I were a flower
So things like sunlight and showers were free
And everyday someone would stop to stare at my beauty
I wouldn’t mind visitors like beetles or flies
Because they’re only there to share my light

Colorful and multihued
No one would laugh at me, I’d never have to wipe my shoes
Rising only towards the sun
I’d swear she’s the king and I her only one

Neck craning for the sky
Head glowing with delight
Petals pointed to the sea
Not a day in life would I be lonely

Eyes always on the warmth of the prize
Only at night would I take a rest
Love, admiration and Intoxication plague me
What lovely drugs to celebrate my glory

dreamtime poetics

earlier today it was my ex
then when i laid down tonight it was a little boy, maybe my brother asking me why i react like i do
why i withdraw when and how i do
now it's the victimizer, the one who has me all up in arms

when i had locs i used to be able to get rid of the smell of smoke by febreezing my hair
it got the stank right out
i wonder if there's such a thing for humans
some kind of spray that can get the stank out of you
keep you from filling a room with your lies and deception

i think i've heard it said that if you call the devil a liar to his face he will disappear
is it true?

earlier tonight it came to me in the book i'm reading like this:
don't take ANYTHING personally
i didn't finish the chapter yet though
i wonder if it works though
cause what i'm doing now is ignoring
which i don't think is the same

if i shoot you in the toe will you go away or keep trying?
and if i feel the need to shoot you in the toe, will i ever be able to trust you again
or will i always carry a gun?

these are the things that make me feel like i know you are not an angel
and that what i saw that night was a reflection off of someone else's shoulder