Prescription drugs
They my only love
Back in the days
Deep in the 80's faze
We play, blaze
In the front yard of maze
Mother was a stoner
Father used to **** her
Beat her choke her
Gave her the kiss of death
And where she laid
He danced on her grave
My brother cried
Our hearts went numb
Remembering the song
She used to hum
Running her hands
Through our hair
We whispered her stoner prayers
The lily song she sung
'pon our ears it hung


'hypocrites and parasites become men at night
don't lay too close or you'll catch a fright
just take these chains away and set me free
remove me from this ******* and
then we can agree'

Prescription drugs
They my favourite love
Whether you black
Or be it blind white
The streets of Babylon
Be too dangerous at night
He made us run
Before we could walk
The road was rough
Our feet like chalk
The slave in me
Never be free
(Never be free...)
And in the dark
The parasite come
Grind the sweet kush
Between my legs they come
The sound I make is none.
My soul be broke
My mind be stole
******* so tight
No control

But nothing can compare
To the Creole bird
My mother love us sweet
Her hands through our hair
As we whispered for her
The Stoner Prayers

Her heart is twisted,
she yearns for him still...
Her love beacon beckons, but
small sonars bounce off
the four brick-walls
her mind has constructed.

Her heart is muted,
so her sound-proof love
stays a lonely soul.
Inside her protective shell
she'll never tell
that she loves him, still.


Jennifer Alé

I've known your branches
they hit me with full force,
flowing in the wind
we twisted and locked
eyes, our leaves fell for one
another under the cosmic
path of the sun.

I want your mind... I lied
I really wanted
mind
body &
soul
but now, I don't know...

Perhaps my tree
will twist away with old age
or maybe we'll grow into one?
tree of life...
grow some mushrooms at our
roots and shoot for
the stars...

my stahr...

If her eyes were
the gateway to her soul,
then her heart is a
picket fence ideal of our love.

When I cannot be
what she needs from me
I follow her into
her wildest dreams,
where our electricity
lives only as a memory.

'She loves me' she said
Je t'aime - I can't reply
So instead,
choke me until I'm dead
re-wire my soul
and when I wake...

I might be able to love you
the way you want me to.

'The End' I sigh 'is near'
I fear
I'm high
And my love is gone.

London's maze, and then
August love
A faze
But now my love is gone.

The sea in me
Is icy & free
But my tears- are still
And now this man is gone.

I need him more now, but
Then I don't
No eros,
No love
Nor passion
My soul- once sweet, is gone.

As the light pierces the sky,
the day breaks once more,
the eye of the red sun
beholds her majesty.
A slender black frame-
the cocoon to her chi that burns
like the soul of an orchestra
composed in the wild.
A-foot a tree, she sits-
the wings of a butterfly beat for her heart
in natures nest- she grazes
with fur as sharp as her...

Then the passing of the day turns into night...
and the hunt ensues her fiendish rite.

Silent black features
she glides, a regal creature-
with yellow orchid eyes
observing an oblivious pool.
At the East River lake
a-thousand breaths lay in wait,
a mother's young doe-eyed doe,
is to follow in his ancestors' wake.
Flesh cuts through flesh, then
chaos lives in their eyes-
over as soon as it began
his unsuspecting heartbeat dies...

Perhaps our own gods
once lived to blur the lines
between natures beauty
and it's cruel fate -
For how often have humanity's
black creatures existed
as prey, unbeknownst to
a destiny that is great.


Jennifer Alé

Together we drift
Floating high above our sphere
Surrounded by love

The wall is a place where dreams can happen
Look to the left. Why?
Nothingness
Screams emptiness at you
To make you regurgitate your thoughts
Into a blank place.

Give me your mind
The wall screams silently
One colour one tone one grey
Wall, another grey wall
Making up my grey home

I am in the corners of your mind
Says the wall
The wall laughs at me for it can be as still
As I ever could be
I long for quiet- I long for space
I long for emptiness no emotion no pace
Forever still like the wall

I envy its maker. Man.
Man made wall.

The snow is falling
on the dawn of our love
I suffer through it, though
you suffer more.

Where do you exist now?
If no longer in the void
of my lost heart,
lost once, when I lost you...

For you, my first words written
now a thousand words
I wish to say, but first
je cherche pour ton visage

Blood I gave first,
then the taste for your thirst
my life was created by you-
now my cards fall away

into silence...


Jennifer Alé

I look up to you Sweet Jane
And try a smile amidst this pain.
The hands of sorrow, stroke me slight
While I long to be relieved from this night.

My heart fails to tell a lie
But sings to fools until it dies
Rich with impeccable sloth, plain
I pray, dear Jane to rid me of these chains.

Tempts, with fingers quick to please
Dark ecstasy fills me with ease
Cold wetness waits for the impure
For the slow rage of ***, there is no cure.

Go forth into the world, to ****- to play
Mad Jane, take your time. They will pay
Finally, bid my mind welcome peace
And lay with my lost soul until we cease.

And I see your tears
Falling like the heart of
The Ocean
All I see is you
Standing at the Golden gates
of Love

I dream dreams true
Of your love and your strength
but your loneliness
seeps through... and
I cry the world's tears
For you

I just met you
But your soul flies
With doves wings,
cutting blue
skies and I lie
here
Blinded.

My Black Black Man
The Walls of your Mind
Beckon only a Unique kind
The Love of a full Woman
An illusioned witness to
the Truth behind You
and your fettered prime, can
Be more black, more diaspora than
thee. Educated with sight
Yet conflicted by societal rite
And a King in every Troubled Stage
Unable to Fight
Can or cannot Love right?
My Black black man.

Social Media
Our new god Media
is so social, with
Such a buzz, regard her
high.

All that really matters is You and I
Our hearts juxtaposed
flutter and fly high

I call once and you say
My beloved, on this day...

Our moons have crash-landed
amongst billions of burning stars
Can we leave this galaxy
to discover the truth of who we are?


Jennifer Alé

My body tells me that you're mine...
my mind doubts that when the sun sets
on the youth of our life, we'll stay...
my heart has no protection,
it doesn't want to bleed again...
As I stare at you,
through the mirror of our lives,
I reflect on the dejected lies
that love has taught us-
yet I long to be deep with you...
all over again.


Jennifer Alé