Aint nuthin changed
still the same ***** head shaggy soul deranged
its strange ; i swore that i was out my devils range
my piece of pie lost for clarity i exchanged
In pain ; but i know that im not alone
wouldn't call depression a first world problem
They got em ; right where they want em all confused
your everything to gain will be everything you lose
Obtuse ; to that main stream y'all been drinking
The propaganda strong , i long to change your thinking..

Grasping sanity
Breathing ecstasy
Biting tongues

Eyes flitter

No moan,
Silent quitter

Excuse me sir,
Please enlighten me
Why is it that when I don’t find your **** joke funny
It means I have a ‘bad sense of humor’
But you don’t have a bad sense of morality?
Excuse me sir,
Please educate me
Why is it that when a white man ***** an unconscious woman,
He only got three months in jail?
Because he was ‘a good athlete’
Excuse me sir,
Please ask me
Why I need my feminism
I need feminism,
because ‘boys will be boys’ is being used to justify ****
Because if I decide I want to wear short shorts,
Or heels,
Or even red lipstick-
I am ‘asking for it’
Because if I am tipsy or unconscious,
I am ‘asking’ for you to take over my body
‘Asking’ you to violate me in the worst way you could
Because **** is being justified.
Boys will not ‘be boys’
Boys will be held accountable for their actions-
Just like everyone else
So Excuse me sir,
Don’t tell me **** jokes,
Don’t tell me how Brock is a good athlete,
Don’t tell me that I was asking for it,
Don’t tell me that I should ‘consider myself lucky’,
Or that I should have enjoyed it
Don’t **** shame me,
Don’t tell me it’s not a big deal,
Don’t belittle ****.
It can happen to boys,
It can happen to girls,
And everyone in between
It can happen to you,
Or to someone you love
Excuse me sir,
Please
Don’t justify ****

The sun erupts at dawn, beaming a wistful smile down the broken fields of men. As roosters crow before the light breaks completely through the hushed darkness of night. A house sits staring at the sight of hurried feet clamoring up and down the cold streets of the morning, thick fog form silhouettes of weary flesh dancing at the sight of light. Warm sheets cloak my aching bones as I try to get back to sleep, turning from one side to the other, finding the spot where I can fit in. Holding onto that shadow drifting like a leaf floating on a river, under the inferring eyes of a smiling moon. A dame playing hide and seek, playful and sly, a demon disguised as an angel. Slowly, all the banter and dispensable chattering disappeared like air bursting on a bubble, suddenly there was silence. Silence creeping inside me like ghoulish arms dragging me to sleep. Darkness shrouded me and all the light became the cobwebs on a cupboard in a house rotting on a forsaken shore; tiny, fickle, weak. All the noise had stopped except for the voice screaming from the other side of my mind. Finding its way onto the surface; an overdue dream or an unaddressed  reminiscing from the past. It gets louder and louder, until I can almost hear the shouting beside me. A knock on the door woke me up and reminded me that I wasn’t alone, and won’t be for an indefinite period of time. How frustrating, how futile.

If love were enough to
Hold everything together
And prevent harm
The world might be better
But you know what,
Sometimes love isn't enough
Love cannot mend
Unforgivable breaks and bends
Love can't forget
Misfortunate wounds cut open
Love can't stop disease
Or cure cheating, lying, or fighting
Sometimes,
I've realized,
Love simply isn't enough

Gentle rustle and
creak of bamboo

Far off soothing flute
and soft drum, gentle
mist caressing marsh

Barefoot monks pad
roads accepting simple
alms of curry, rice;
Blessings and incense
float on smooth air.

Sudden cacophony of
mynah explode the grove, a
steady chant bubbles under
the noise, some new symphony
of hunger below bloodshot sky.

Dogs militate exercise,
giving voice, cat slips in
knowing, paws daddy whiskers.

Hawking cough of the headman
announcing his non-demise-
neighbourly sighs.

Crab unburrows and scurries
aside from sand to lapping tide
to feast on volitional jelly who
come inshore to breed and die,
so many alien pearls strung
glistening along the strand.