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J Nc Sep 2016
Love to you that love me
Love to you that hate me
Love to you that lift me up
Woe to you that underrate me

It's not my job to let you know
It's yours to pay attention
And sure as ****, I'll let you go
For slowing my ascension

So climb with me, I'll help you up
And we won't climb alone
Or drag me down, I'll use your head
As a ******* stepping stone

Can't slow me down...
J Nc May 2016
Once upon a time, a woman was picking up firewood. She came upon a poisonous snake frozen in the snow. She took the snake home and nursed it back to health. One day the snake bit her on the cheek. As she lay dying, she asked the snake, "Why have you done this to me?" And the snake answered, "Look, *****, you knew I was a snake."
Based on one of Aesop's fables. This was told by the old Indian to Mickey and Mallory while they were tripping ***** on shrooms.
Aesop:"Did you not know that there is enmity and natural antipathy between your kind and mine? Did you not know that a serpent in the *****, a mouse in a bag and fire in a barn give their hosts an ill reward?"
J Nc Apr 2016
Say you hate me
Say you love me
Say you wanna ****
Say you don't give a ****

But say
Anything at all.

I shouldn't have to wonder.
I shouldn't have to guess
The tarot cards and ouija board
Are useless for this ****

But don't think I didn't give them a whirl, anyway
J Nc Apr 2016
Each thing I do I rush through so I can do
something else. In such a way do the days pass—
a blend of stock car racing and the never
ending building of a gothic cathedral.
Through the windows of my speeding car, I see
all that I love falling away: books unread,
jokes untold, landscapes unvisited. And why?
What treasure do I expect in my future?
Rather it is the confusion of childhood
loping behind me, the chaos in the mind,
the failure chipping away at each success.
Glancing over my shoulder I see its shape
and so move forward, as someone in the woods
at night might hear the sound of approaching feet
and stop to listen; then, instead of silence
he hears some creature trying to be silent.
What else can he do but run? Rushing blindly
down the path, stumbling, struck in the face by sticks;
the other ever closer, yet not really
hurrying or out of breath, teasing its ****.

-Stephen Dobyns
One of my all time favorite writings
J Nc Apr 2016
Cast that spinner bait
The emerald bass tail walks
Til I reel her in
J Nc Apr 2016
Pulling up in this
Parking lot makes me depressed
Because you're at home
J Nc Apr 2016
Don't yell and vent your anger
Don't fight in front of me
I'm just a baby, I love you both
This isn't fair to me

I know you're tired and restless,
I know you're stressed and worn
It's been so rough, but don't give up
I've only just been born

Dad, your loud voice scares me
And Mom, please don't hit Dad
Don't you see my frightened eyes?
Is it me? Have I been bad?

Don't you see my shaking lips?
And hear my little voice?
No, you're both too self absorbed
To make that simple choice

Dad, choke down your pride, a bit
And Mom, just let it go
I'm stressed myself, and shouldn't be
I'm just a kid, you know?

I feel the tension in the air
Can y'all please get along?
Don't choose your anger over me,
Instead, sing me a song

It scares me when you do this stuff,
'Cause I don't understand
I need you both to let it go,
To guide my little hand

So make the choice for peace and love
Be kind to one another
I know it's there, I know you can,
I know you love each other

I learn with every breath, you know,
I see and hear it all
Don't teach me hate, and disrespect
I need the both of y'all.
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