Tuesday, May 23, 2006
Coffee Stained Boxcars
There's a red light lantern shining lit,
there's tracks to follow behind
Matters not one little bit,
the world I am bound to find
Chewing on a grassy blade,
bending to the breeze
Another town to escape,
in my life of being free
Looking for that gravy train,
looking everywhere
All I see is coffee stains,
in the boxcar that I share
There's a woman back in another town,
think I loved her yes I did
Something to dream about at sundown,
towns passed in a blink
Sipping grapes from a paper bag,
savoring the bitterness
On the cigarette I take a drag,
trying to forget
Looking for that gravy train,
looking everywhere
All I see is coffee stains,
in the boxcar that I share.
Joints Lit by TheRedBantoo | 
Sunday, May 14, 2006
Jazzed
Cacophony finger-snaps past quiet shadows,
severing bonds of solemnity.
I exhale agonies of grief,
the arching beauty of certain flowers
disturbing my path -
sowing seeds of loneliness in fallow landscapes,
revealing subtleties of desire's aching embrace,
I menace mediocrity with a medley of dreams.
Made intrepid by desolation's nuance,
I pop the clutch on soliloquies of sorrow,
leaving skidmarks on rescinded redemption
while scattering the gathered harvest
of capricious salvation.
Tattooed by trivialized truth
and the false contrition of chaos,
I barter lamentations contained in a single sigh,
shattering orgasmic silence with fluttering eyes
that cannot see beyond the sacred, pale skin
of frivolous shelter.
Archetypical angst obscures latitudes of landscapes
long denied. I give no dominion to darkness.
I defer regret,
knowing its useless penetration
of marrow.
This is a thrilling madness, this lingering life.
Joints Lit by TheRedBantoo |
Friday, May 12, 2006
Left To rightAre you comfortable, you've been sittin there for Quite a while,
Addicted to the pic's that you've been postin with your files?
or... are you just an altruist,
kindly making comments on every read?
Seems the way you've been in the features,
there might be some points... thatcha need.
While You've been color coding all your poems,
double clickin, and reloadin,
I've been raidin life's pantry,
feedin my souls progression,
amidst the children,
teachin language,
preachin patience,
skippin the anguish.
My soul grew seven times its size in 3 moments that
made me have to buy it new shoes again.
The old issues left behind.
Now it seems ready to tread cross deserts and
present its new soles to all the gods.
Abraham can undo the laces,
Jesus can wash one foot with
Mohammed workin on the other,
as Nike swooshes a palm frond from left to right in her toga,
Left to right Ra will rise and begin the procession,
all the gods present themselves then bid me their goodbyes.
left to right the million titans,
parade of deities, proceed in perfect symmetry.
No longer do I need their comforts, this world is Eden,
and my knowledge has brought me back into its grace.
I appear before it with unclouded judgment,
with an unlined, enlightened, light filled face.
I face it with my reason and
@read it left to right.
I face it with my reason and
am left to do right.
I face life with my reason and
all that's left is to write out the new scriptures with those of like mind,
Takin time outs to stop the religious bouts that happen every time.
Every time one states the way to heaven,
and thinks they have found the path,
but forgot how to ask for directions, cause if you know the city,
theirs multiplied ways to get there if you only do the math.
We will rebuild the connective tissues, remap the synapses,
retrace the boundaries of our perception,
Our only hindrance those that wish to exclude,
unwilling to include others within their golden rules.
But we must become that which we want to see,
leading through expression.
not with the progressin of repression within humanity.
rethink, unwind, look back to a time when you hadn't drawn your lines.
Pre demarcation of what is left and right,
pre embarkation to the family temple...
where they told you who is wrong and who is right.
Go back and unlearn... turn on your cerebral reading room,
Go back so that we can step forward from where we should have,
Go back an learn from the past moments of failures.
Learn of jihads and crusades; of "holy wars"
and take the time to learn a little more,
of world engulfing wars. where children are incinerated, mothers incarcerated, "heretics" flagellated...
before it truly is too late.
Meeting the fate of frozen wrist watches,
set at 8:15 forever.
Left forever to remain without rotation.
Forever set on the left by wrongs ,
Left not to circle right.
Left by no right.
Joints Lit by TheRedBantoo |
Thursday, May 11, 2006
Solitude Speaks Louder Than Your Manipulation
My how things change. Watching me
Crumble watching me break, taking
Everything. I felt the pain, I never
Felt so strange.
Don’t tell me I was nothing less
Than everything! Struggling just
To appease you. Never content
With myself making my life a
Living hell…YOU NEVER
CARED!
When every breath makes me less
Of a man. When every word marks
Me as damned, there is no sense to
Living this life with you. YOU’RE
ONLY HOLDING ME DOWN!
NOT TODAY, NOT AGAIN!
I’VE SEEN THIS PLACE BEFORE,
I’LL NEVER RETURN JUST TO
GRATIFY YOU! THE DOORS
ARE CLOSED BUT THE WINDOWS
ARE BROKEN. DON’T EXPECT ME
TO CLIMB IN JUST BECAUSE YOUR
ARMS ARE OPEN!…I’ll never crawl
To you!
My how things change. Watching me
Crumble watching me break, taking
Everything. I felt the pain, I never
Felt so strange.
When my reflections turns to you,
Hollow eyes and dead inside I
Know you’ve done something right.
This feels so wrong, been too long!
I got to return to me, I’ve become
Everything you wanted me to be.
I’m broken, soft spoken…ONLY
A GHOST OF MEMORIES! I
Need to take it all away, push
This to the side and take back
My life!
Don’t tell me I was nothing less
Than everything! Struggling just
To appease you. Never content
With myself making my life a
Living hell…YOU NEVER
CARED!
When every breath makes me less
Of a man. When every word marks
Me as damned, there is no sense to
Living this life with you. YOU’RE
ONLY HOLDING ME DOWN!
This is the Time I break Free From These Chains
THis is the time When I stop Living In THis Void
THis is the Time When Stop Conspiring With Brutus
Because Ceasar Was The one Who Had The Military MEn ANd The tanks
And Rise Up a Bit Higher And brush Away The Potion of Dormancy
From my Skin
Because Im not The One Who is Drowning This time
And this moment Lives on In PArallel Dimensions
Breaking the barriers Of Time...
Joints Lit by TheRedBantoo |
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