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Flower GirlIt was the weirdest thing, for a lack of a better term. Some would find it hilarious, I found it confusing. But she used to bring me flowers whenever we got into a fight. At my home, work, the barbershop. You name it. / -“Ottis your girl is here...and she bought you flowers!” / I didn’t know if I liked it, or if I should be giggling like a teenage girl whenever she showed up with fresh-cut daisies or a bouquet of roses at my doorstep. I would hang up the phone on her on some serious mental rage and I would get flowers the next day- “I am sorry baby” she would say, -“I love you!” -Was I THAT sensitive? Did I brought out the mom in her? Have our roles been reversed? Doesn’t she know that all men are just content and happy with the two B's? (Beer and ******** or has the great battle for equality between men and women finally come to an end in the form of a dewy-eyed, raven-haired woman that found it romantic to bring her man flowers? It’s widely known that the quickest way to a man’s heart is through his ***** then his stomach. So, WHAT IN THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THIS WOMAN? I would say to myself while gushing in pretend shock and saying to her “Aww, you shouldn’t have, they’re beautiful!”

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"The Catalyst"I am the catalyst of this cataclysm / the catastrophe that impaled / the atmosphere

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“The Aussie Missile Crisis”My eyes were trapped in the dark / blindfolded, hold the cigar / the Viet-Com may have won the war

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RASTA MANI had a dream I smoked some ***** with a Rasta Man / while we jammed in the name of the lord to some tunes / the children of Africa roaming free like wild beast

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"You Taste Like Pinapple"You smile when you see me writing / tenably watching like a child / when I turn my prose into rhyming

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"Two More Strangers"Our lives intertwined in the most intricate of ways / You gave me life and uplifted my soul / I would like to believe I did for you the same

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I Still Remember Them...I still remember her pinay almond eyes and peanut butter smile / even though she was a cracked nut. / I still remember chewing on her whiskey-sponged lips

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AussieOnce upon a time in an alternate universe not too long ago / I met the cheekiest babe from the other side of the world. / She went by Smurfette, she loved to call me Papa Smurf

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Esta Boca Es Mía...Y Tuya También.Esta boca es mía / nací con ella, me crié con ella / aprendí a hablar y a conjugar adjetivos

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Bohemian GirlThere was a Rock band playing hard but I didn’t hear them / flashes of lights in the screaming crowd but I couldn’t see them / only your face, drenched in beauty beaming in the middle

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@ottis-blades

Joined 2009

Let me put it like this- Mix some old school island with some city urban some maudlin with some prose and - You get me, Ottis. Blend some lovesick with some irony and some tragic to wash it down with and - You get me, Ottis. Take the boy off the island, place the man in a cityscape Show him words from Cortazar, Marquez and main man Neruda What you get is motivation for: - Me, Ottis. Air is breathing and breathing gives life How fitting - extremely - that writing, my breathing is naturally my life. - But that's just me, Ottis. Take a look at my works, it's MY vision, MY soul, my sometimes drunken spurts... Suppression Expression an Obsession Confession.... - You get me? That's me. Yours truly, Ottis. www.OttisBlades.com

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