This up there tampered with my chime card delivery from a poem?
Not a legible way home
Those the resented on Mama earth
I have held a section 8 ticket in my life Given it away to another person waiting Entered the economy Outlasted a mortgage collapse Got hired by an engineering firm Worked in telecommunications NASDAQ in companies And published Irish poetry
The paper doesn't go night night in my life
Military regs Forty acres of miles
Levels and layers to the tabernacle Caterpillar royce
Entertainment position at center Audio ate the guiding light Two moves before baby girl becomes Her owning my darkest premonition I'm contracted Contract in too Another move less that position My credibility interfere With a testaverte Bill that I'm over under The cautionary tapes on the boards Bills wrinkled and crumbled at his hip I'm dropped out around Your last ears Hang a bud, ain't mine
Too claustrophobic Too bagged to wash Decript ma's scripture I'ma lift hurt Till the days I ain't fly
Golden era's
Next dre out that afford Used to berate my joints Crest don't wave brush don't brave Blacks tha pinnacles Notes the underbelly Shoes glad it haps hours I'ma a living breathing memories Scribbling dribbling Dremel drips Under funding a subway goodbye Cuz I ain't happy
Now he no why I rip out
Big haps carpinteria forever Just in my life
Till the soils The day I buy I buy Mercury rings And lavender salt Follow a fools worth of work Sheed knelt enough In my arms Two held a Psalm Ones won't allow the prom But I bothered a book home Now two girls release surrender Passing a passifism in a five Going in on allowance That's at six Forty heart scars And I ain't Mister dissed Love my baby girls That the trauma Of baby daddy dramas No volumes hear A piece of Irish ink
Thatta homekey pawned At half hurts ace
I invite use to understand our words I'm a California poet