Nothing will move, feeling nothing I can do,
Saturated in my own solitude, the only thing I could think of is you
The thought
Of ivory,
Is beautiful
As it's only grown in the wild
To protect the beast against bloodthirsty predators,
The sadness in the tear
As these beasts are massacred
Just so the desire for ivory can be fulfilled
You can absorb her energy with the touch of the flesh
Feel the warmth in her soul
As she allows you to believe in life after death
She glimmers in light
Something pearly and white,
Something so **** makes you salivate when you think of her at night
Astounded in disbelief
As she traded from the jungles through streets
How this sharp fang of the teeth
Could be carved into something so beautiful
Men will pay fortunes to wear her on they cuff of her sleeve
She remains forever precious
To my soul
And to life as we know it
Dec 12, 2015
Dec 12, 2015 at 9:04 PM UTC
im switchin back n forth from the past to present like time is stretching and my mind is elastic
im trapped inside a casket siftin through my brothers, mothers and cousins ashes
they keep metal chains wrapped around my ankles and wrists like i am natural born savage,
padded room and straight jacket, psychosis like you cant imagine,
icicles dripping off the ticking of the clock, tears dripping down the wall like molasses,
swervin in my kayak cuz im addicted to liquor and tabacco,
crystal **** crack and smack from the invasion
forcing Russian Orthodox as my baptism,
certificate of indian blood 25 percent Aleutiq,
but im down with any Eyak, Yupiq, Tlingkit, Haidan, or Athabaskan,
i speak english cuz they stole the native tongue from my Grandma and my Grandpa,
trying to paint a picture of the mask that ive been wearing as i stare at my reflection,
all i see is that i am just another average cold blooded alaskan
Sep 1, 2015
Sep 1, 2015 at 8:59 PM UTC