Don’t ask what time it is,
don’t ask what I think about the president,
do you understand this life you have is a miracle,
please let’s dismiss all the small talk,

you don’t have to tell me anything,
we can just be and do whatever we want,
maybe we’re Gods,
maybe we’re not,

we can be whatever we want as long as it’s honest,

and honestly,
usually when I’m out publicly,
and people are taking to me,
I see the words but I don’t hear what they’re saying,

people say I’m in my own world,
that I orbit my own planet,
shout to K. Dot from two Planets away,
see when it’s real we feel it...

The HH Trilogy Vol. 2: Nightmares & Daydreams
available worldwide:www.amazon.com/dp/B07141ZNW6

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Still Down

Up late again,
wasn’t my intention,
had froyo with an old friend,
it felt like an intervention,

well then,
I admit I’m an addict,
but I’m also okay with it,
because I actually planned this,

to return to Hollywood,
to pay respects to my home town,
let them know that I’m way up,
but still always down,

up late,
with some fellow insomniacs,
no time for Judgers just good times with Lovers,
so high you hold me and we both catch a contact,

honest,
sonnets my Dear Watson all this is elementary,
we’re on this,
the evidence of our presence as medicine is self evidentuary,

eventually,
everything will be everything,
but until that time we’re on top of The Hill,
with songs that sound like ones that Heaven sings,

we see things,
way up here the wind is blowing,
the windows are rattling,
dogs bark lights out only the distant lights are glowing,

anyways what was the point of this poem,
maybe it was to give you insight so you’d lose your judgements,
maybe I don’t have I have a point maybe I’m just high,
maybe it doesn’t matter either way maybe not all art needs a subject,

I’m not your subject,
I’m not here for the amusement of the public,
I’m not here to talk about politics,
I don’t even want to discuss it,

I’m done with,
words that are only temporary,
either write them down or sing them loud,
life’s too short for for uncommitted commentary,

uncommitted to any passive adversaries is the reason why I haven’t married,
only Super Solid Honest Constants only the degree varies,

honest,
sonnets my Dear Watson all this is elementary,
we’re on this,
the evidence of our presence as medicine is self evidentuary,

and anyways,
yeah I’m high I’m writing my 7th book,
I planned this whole thing out,
then moved forward without a 2nd thought or look,

look,

up late again,
wasn’t my intention,
had froyo with an old friend,
it felt like an intervention,

well then,
I admit I’m an addict,
but I’m also okay with it,
because I actually planned this,

to return to Hollywood,
to pay respects to my home town,
let them know that I’m way up,
but still always down…

∆ Aaron LA Lux ∆

The HH Trilogy Vol. 2
available worldwide here: www.amazon.com/dp/B07141ZNW6

Stuck to the clean screen,
like a little feign queen,
in this collective dream being,
sending smoke signals through green screens,

“What are you doing?”,

well to make a long story short I’m dreaming...

From The HH Trilogy Vol. 2;

available worldwide: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07141ZNW6

In Barcelona,
at the Picasso Museum, Jay-Z is here,
zoning on a piece from the 60’s, rocking back and forth,
rocking a black Rocnation hat, with a white circular starred shirt,
and I’m here too writing this poetic verse...

from The HH Trilogy Vol. 2: Nightmares & Daydreams
available worldwide on Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07141ZNW6