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Mean Girls

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It’s soul hard
To stay quiet,
Waiting for the moment,
To find others
Just like your own.

I can’t help
But show
My antennas,
Just in case
There’s others
Out there too timid,
Trying to
Phone home.

My urban folk
Call it
“showin’ yo ass”
I believe
You’re not
completely honest,
Unless you can be
A little vulnerable.

Most sheep
Don’t have the luxury
Of catching a wolf,
Showing off its fangs
(Which may be reckless, but)
Romans 11:36
Has me pointing at my throat.

Devil In a New Dress…Tip toeing not so siliently…

she arrived in all white

simplicity…

stealing the room of all eyes

they would follow she…

who is questioned of being an attention whore

well possibly…

but in honesty

her modesty

was never ever a question

however when questioned

she would laugh it off

violently…

You can see the devil in her eyes

and quite frankly

iT

 frightened me…

because this wicked woman

can do whatever with whom ever she wants

and like the 8 ball in the close left corner pocket

she has gotten me…

with my guard and pants down

while on top of  my lap like a saddle she is riding me…

similar to flies to shit & bees to honey

hoes to money

with want & have

 there is no, stopping me…

 iT

would take the full strength of Christ

to push this bountiful beauty of flesh

up off of me…

Lord may your will be done

because my will is having fun

and right now my legs can not run

so please pardon me…

Heal me of my weakness

that sin has seemed to clog up like an artery…

I LovE YOU

I am more than just fond of thee,

but this little thing

that is fondling…

has a gorilla grip

damn that dress

& all other things

that has taken over me not so silently

It Never Ends, its the

its seems like

the streams of wonder like

to open up

at random,

some chances only come

so often

if you don’t take it

you may be subject to a tantrum,

that can possibly be

the apostrophe

 on top of the cherry

that amplifies the anthem,

that we keep inside

bottled up

but buyer beware

the effects you may not like or fathom,

there is such

an ugliness

hidden underneath

the narcissists handsome,

cool calm collect

underneath is a sluggish beast

who doesn’t bother to be in stealth

when he has strikes of anti phantom,

who wants to be out loud

and fling every

piece of shit

that he can sink his hands in all is ammo,

two is not enough

upping the anti

is a minimum requirement,

using every play in the book

hail mary

full of grace

one must be the example,

to not step in my crosshairs

or even splitting hairs

because when the beast consumes

it devours

where i am

as the sunrises

I notice im somewhere in this Forrest,

with green trees burning black

and not one person seems to notice,

what is natural and what is lovely

is currently being swallowed up by a locus,

of destruction with no wondering

 at how it started or who provoked this,

how can we stop it – should we even

the acts around here seem pretty bogus,

if not one shows any worry

why should any one else show any emotion,

#BurnITDown

all is vanity

i am but a slave

in this world, in this economy,

with the beliefs that fill me with guilt

to the views on what i think is wrong with me,

i am but a slave

to my wants,  to this society,

on what is commercially accepted

whats is pussy foot & what is put way too bluntly,

i am but a slave

to this greedy ass monopoly,

i slave the entire week just to try to rest the on weekend

so i can do all again and on to debt and pay for i hate very strongly