I don’t want to know,
No, I don’t really care.
I don’t want you to show me
How you’ll always be there.

Because I don’t think I will,
No, not for a while.
So just allow me to ****
This mindless smile.

It is doing no favours
For you or for I,
It’s not making me braver,
Just guiltily sly.

to be bored
is to be restless
impatient
can’t-sit-still
a dull sort of pause
counting those
drip
   drip
     d
       r
         i
           p
             s
until you lose track
and you listen
to the people –
     the dogs –
       the cars –
outside
wishing you were somewhere else
with someone else
where it wasn’t
     just
       you

The world screams Ego.
The preaching of self.
The alienation of 'humanity'.
The sin we all ablidge.

Tearing our society,
Into nothing more than dull
Interactions.
Dull conversations,
Between one individual,
And himself.

Never quite listening,
Only digesting what he wants,
His lie.
His drug.
Like any other, the self satisfied pig is drugged beyond his control.
Control
Given to the world.
By the world's scream.

Till you can’t walk
Till you are sore,
Yet still smiling
from the thrilling experience,
Till you are sweating pleasure
from every pore.
Till your breath murmurs
my first name with every inhale
Till my voice is the only sound
your ears need to hear.

i would
rest my head on your breast
and listen
Enjoy the sweet tunes composed by
every noted word you harmonize

Tales of your life stories before they became entwined with mine
Narratives about your dreams
About who breaks your glassy heart
And what tickles your eye-ducts
into opening a flood of tears.

an inner world of wishes
she deserves beautiful things,
The Nubian Queen,
Sunflower Child.

~ New-Black-SoUl #NBS