happiness is the best protection from this cruel world
they run at you
they run at me
every day with their harsh words and forked, hissing tongues

i feel fear and sadness
why me?
why am i the target?
but now i know
they're just afraid themselves
they too feel fear and sadness

happiness is the only escape
from reality

pitter patter* go my feet as I walk over to visit my *****

swish swish go their lithe bodies as they waddle over to meet me

chomp chomp go their dextrous mouths as they consume the food i tossed into their tank

click clack go their sharp claws as they pinch everything they see

ouch yikes goes my mouth as i scream in pain

stomp stomp go my heavy feet as i run away

written with Mohamed Nasir
please check him out he is such a talented peot*

As I was young running underneath the shower
Droplets speckling my face Ike water freckles
I ran across the watery lane in the fountain of
My youth

I ran naked wet under the sprinkler's arches
Hooray! Hooray! Hooray! I shouted
Joyfully as Archimedes found truth and naked
He ran down the street of Athens
Eurica! Eurica! Eurica! He shouted

Then I heard someone call my name
And shake me up
"Get up," my mother said
"You wet your bed again," she said
I was dreaming in my wet dreams again

For My angels

         F.                 N
      T.    O.           I.   M
    R.        R.      R.        Y
  A.            E.  E.       ­     H
P.                 V.                  E
R         Memmorie.       A
  E          Clayton.          R
     V      Warren.        T
       E.                       W
         N.                  E
              L.         W
                  L.  I


    Sent.                            For
             From.      Above
Me.                  To.             Love
A.                                     Gift
   To.                               Lift
     My.                        Heart
      Loved                 From
          The.             Start
               My.        Soul
                     Now
                       W
                        H
                        O
                        L
                        E

The sensation I miss most about childhood is the blissful freedom
We could have left this town and ran forever
I had my first kiss in a bowling alley snack bar
Within a Christmas morning star

I associate you with the winter: your shining black hair and cold words
We were both numb and it felt so strong
Could I return to the frozen bridge we would walk over every morning to school?
Making our way back to my house in the bleak afternoon

The best memory I had with you was when we tried to install a ceiling fan but it broke and destroyed the floor
Reminders of words, sharp tongues, and broken nails on trial
I go back to the feeling of my head split in two
I love the winter but I love you more