O verily how hard it is sometimes
The proper words of beautiness to find
‘Texpress that what is gnarling on your heart
Threatening to tear it ‘way apart
If being able not from inner chest
To fetch the words th’ occasion fitting best
For burden this is oft of too much weight
To let you easily aspire to th’ utmost height
And soar there fretting not about the sun
To melt you waxen wings; o there is none
From brethren of mine who wouldn’t mind
To spend a day or two in aimless grind
With nothing to express or on his soul
Swelling and reclaiming form or mould
To ready be at once to be dispatched
And to rebirth upon a paper’s batch
‘Tis better not to live then, nor indeed
To squander your potential on vile screed

If I call, will you decline it?
If I text, will you read it?
If I love you, will you ignore it?

U disappeared off the face of the earth, and I’m going to be sick.
All because I’ve banished u,
But still I feel so sick.

Delete and then block,
Delete and then block,
& delete and then block.
The same cycle for all my social media accounts…
Except for about 3.

I left those open incase you want to come back.
Add and then friend,
Add and then friend,
& add and then friend.

That was a mistake.

Yes, I saw the new new.
That girl smiling brightly.
That girl taunting me,
“Na Nana boo boo, you can’t have him!”

Well.
That’s when I started to feel sick.

Well,
That’s when I texted u.

Well,
That’s when I broke all self control and discipline.

And well,
Here we are.

I’m sick of calling,
Sick of texting,
Sick of feeling,
And I’m sick of you.
#Sick

I'm Building Blocks ...  
While Those On Top ...  
Prefer To .... " BLOCK " ....  

That's ILLOGICAL ...
Ask ... " Mister Spock " ... ?!?!?  
  
Human Nature Goes With DANGER ... !!!  
As It Now Does With Greed For Paper ... !?!  
  
Paper Used By Corporate Crews ...  
You Can't Eat Cash Try Eating FOOD .... !!!  
  
Those Are Words For GREEDY Fools ... !!!  
  
Those Who Choose ...  
To Now MISUSE ...  
This Thing Called Cash ...  
  
Then Wonder WHY ... ???  
Stock Markets CRASH ... !?!  
  
That's NOT ME Believe I'm Cool ...  
  
But Greed Gives Clues ...  
As Do These Shady Money Crews ... !!!!!!  
  
There Are Some Moves ...  
We Should Not Use ... !!!  
  
Like BLOCKING Views ...  
Or BLOCKING Those Who Raise Issues ...  
  
Because One Day ...  
You May Block Things That Benefit YOU ... !!!  
  
So What's A Guy Supposed To Do ...  
When People Try To BLOCK The Truth ... !?!  
  
Especially From Our Wayward Youth ... ???  
  
It Seems So Strange To Play These Games ...  
  
Those Who BLOCK ...  
Are Bound To ROT ...  !!!!!  
  
And May End Up ...  
Somewhere REAL HOT ... !!!!!  
  
Devilish Moves Are Just NOT Shrewd ... !!!!!  
  
Why Be Like THAT ... ?!?  
These CLOSED DOOR Clans ...  
Are NOT SO Nice ...  
And Want To KEEP ...  
The BIGGEST Slice ... !!!!!  
  
They'll Pay The Price ...  
For ... Blocking Plans ...  
That They Devise ...  
Cos' Moves They Make ...  
Are ... Just NOT Wise ... !!!  
  
Just Look At Jobs ...  
  
Fools Who Block Tend To Get Knocked ...  
And Move Themselves Into ... "TIGHT Spots" ... !!!!!  
  
How Many Times Do People Find ... ?  
That People Who Have Had Paths BLOCKED ...  
Work Their Way Right To The TOP ... !!!!!!  
  
While Those Who Try To Make Them Flop ...  
Are BITTER Til' The Day They're BOXED ... !!!!!  
  
Why Do They Try To HOG Top Spot ... ?  
  
Egos Leave Them On The Rocks ... !!!!!  
And YES You've Guessed They Eventually FLOP ... !!!!!!  
  
And Doors They've BLOCKED ...  
Become ... UNLOCKED .................................................................­  
  
Check Out Bruce Lee In The ... " Big Boss " ...  
  
The STRONG Will Face A Fool Who Blocks ... !!!!!  
And This Results In Loss of Blood And Similar Stuff ... !!!!!  
  
DON'T ... Huff and Puff ...  
And Make ... DUD Plots ... !!!  
  
Those Who Block Get Double Crossed ... !!!!!  
Some Oh Yes ... Will Call Your Bluff  
And Make You Scream ...  
  
... " I've had enough ! " ...  
  
And Then Break Up ...  
Your ... "Private Club" ... !!!  
  
I'd Rather Shake Hands ...  
And Enter Into ... " Conversations " ....  
To ... BUILD On Blocks And STRENGTHEN Plots ... !!!!!  
  
Those Who Block Should ... Take A Sec ...  
STOP And CHECK How Corporations Cash BIG Cheques ... !!!  
  
They MERGE To Get Those Big RETURNS ... !!!  
And Build STRONG Herds So They DON'T BURN ... !!!  
  
Those Are Words From Which TO LEARN ...  
  
To Now Exist ...  
We NEED To Study ...  
  
.... " Capitalists " .... !!!  
  
And Then RESIST Dumb Ego Trips ... !!!  
Words Like This Leave Folks Equipped ...  
To Do What's Right And YES ... UNITE ... !!!!!!  
  
Black And White And Asian Types ...  
Need To BLOCK Our STUPID Fights ... !!!  
  
UNITY HELPS ... Humanity ... !!!!!  
  
While This Word GREED Leaves Some To BLEED ... !!!  
And That's Something ... People DON'T NEED ... !!!!!!  
  
See ...  
EVEN Those In Poetry ...  
Seem ... KEEN To BLOCK ...  
A Man Like  Me ... ?!?  
  
I Guess That's Cos' My Poetry Is So DEADLY ...  
And Because Of Course I'm So SCARY ... !!!  
  
I Figure That's What Racists See ... ???  
Why Harbour Such Hypocrisy ....  
  
We're Here To Share Our Views FREELY ........................................  
  
But Some It Seems Are Blocking FIENDS ... !?!  
Who ... DON'T Believe In Building Teams ...  
  
They Believe In CONTROLLED Speech ...  
And CLEARLY Are The ... " Bourgeoisie " ... !!!  
  
They Normally Preach ...  
And Sadly Now Too Many Teach ... !!!!!  
  
No Wonder Kids ...  
Prefer The Streets ...  
  
The Youth Now NEED REALITY ...  
Cos Many Face BRUTALITY .... !!!!!!  
  
That's Something ...  
We NEED TO BLOCK ... !!!!!  
  
Cos' Time Ticks On .........................  
  
Sep... ar ... ation  
  
NEEDS To ... " STOP " ... !!!!!  
And Then Death Tolls ...  
Might FINALLY ... drop ...  
  
I'd Rather Connect Than DISRESPECT ... !!!!!!!!!  
  
BLOCKERS NEED TO OPEN UP ...  
And Reject ... " LESS " ... !!!!!!  
  
And Let Their Egos ...  
... Take A Rest ... !!!  
  
I Guess My Words May Make Them Vex ... !?!  
Because My Views Are SO Direct ... !!!!!  
And DON'T Protect Their ... "SECRET Sect" ... !!!  
  
But When I See The Way They Be ...  
It Makes Me Write THIS Poetry ... !!!!  
  
I'll Say It AGAIN ... !!!!!!  
  
BUILDING Teams And  UNITY ...  
Will Help To Make That CASH MONEY ... !!!  
  
And Help To Feed ...  
The Young Who NEED ...  
To See Grown People Who AGREE ... !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  
  
So They Can LEARN To STOP The ROT ... !!!!!  
  
And BUILD For EACH OTHER ...  
............ NOT Plot To ............  
  
.... " BLOCK " ....

Abstract writing;
Using figurative words with no objective.
Writing streams of consciousness, that simply documents a perception of the now;
without ego or restraint.

(((Just write now, and make sense of it later;
It will always make sense when you give it a title.
(((A label)))((( A meaning)))

Words drift, past the pages and recollection.
Some skip just above a stream of consciousness.
Others hurdle by, accelerating into shapelessness.

A fisherman of thought.
Praying the last of his bait,
feeds him, just another day.

As the days blend together,
and the current thrashes on,
hope is a face on the water.

He’s filled his belly with persistence,
but the need for creation lives on.

Cast the line.
Spin the rhyme.

Feast on the dreams of tomorrow.

the thinker stains /
the implement
numb of pain
touches page /
ink drains /
soak /
vein /
cool
and coagulate /
stoppered in /
in order to heal /
currently flocked /
to the wound /
the thinker blocked

I think it’s time to say goodnight,
My words are no longer In flight,
There are many things I want to say,
But these rhymes are leading me astray,
So goodbye my friends just for now,
I’ll comeback one day when I’ve figured how!

There once was a poet who moved
With words as a crutch, through the days
He knew where to get a new one
To support him through life, always.

But the time came that he was lost
In a forest, hungry and tired
He couldn't find the way back home
His word of the day had expired.

And so he lay in wait till dawn
So he'd have a clearer mind
He resolved to visit the store
For an anchor that sounded kind.

Month after month, year after year
Passed slowly as he searched in vain
Until he couldn't walk a step
So then he crawled, wailing in pain.

He'd known this would happen to him
'Writer's block', a feared condition
That attacked those forged from language
There was no cure for this affliction.

And soon the town forgot their names
The woods became haunted in grief
Of poetic ghosts that long for words
In damnation without relief.