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#swerve
I got to wondering today if I am an old dog who can’t be taught new tricks if that windmill going round and round catching the wind between the blades is really who I am, if the universe surges into the spaces still left in me, if it is trying to wake the music yet alive inside in the curves of my heart, if the blood pulsing there refuses to go down in one grave path and insists on a symphony of swerve an inclination in a new direction. If that breeze is really grace then maybe I am being reborn a puppy full of life eager to be all the dog it can be.
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Apr 12, 2021
Apr 12, 2021 at 12:31 AM UTC
The Puppy
If my heart is bound to swerve one day; thou shall never let go of my hand; nor mourn in the shade of the cypress tree, for I need thine soul to understand. Thou shall not seek another, only hearth shall warm you in rain Thou shall not hear a nightingale, lest its song might put you in pain. Thou shall be the bamboo that bend, or a field of golden wheat that sway; haply forthwith the fate shall lend back to thy arms, I come next day.
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Mar 10, 2018
Mar 10, 2018 at 9:34 PM UTC
Lost Heart
He said he like my profile pic Asked could we talk for a bit But I know That convo will only be short lived Flood of compliments leading to "C'mon girl. Just the tip" Passport stamps show I been on this trip A reg in Deja Vu The trouble the dance of my hips & lips gets me into My smart wits. I know I get it Immature ******** they dig it. But that noise My conscious telling me to **** it Sorry brutha but you ain't sayin much that I like I am flattered. Peace to you Goodnight
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Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 12:28 AM UTC
the game
Bad as a ***** ***** Bas as a ***** ***** Flapjack rippin up tracks Call the conductor Oh wait that’s me You need training Wheel’s on the track Traction that you stuck under N never wonder who is coming with the blunderbuss All up in yo face, one shot n you under us Ain’t wonderous? ****** up a couple plastics, pause, chill, kickback Smoke a couple blunts M to the A G, N to the Ificient Life’s nice isn’t it? That is, if ya got a little life light to lighten up those, like, Way heavy dark instances. And I don’t give a **** what you’re inference is Psh, this ***** tryna tell me what the difference is I thought it was obvious I am, they are not the **** Now we all got a nervous system But that don’t explain why you’re so nervous mister I done chained two chains up by his whiskers Gave away his dummy money needed hunny ****** his sister It’s the Little Rapscallion ****** up your fleet, better bring the whole battalion And I rap stallions, you stickin to the stable Fables of your ladies n your many medalions **** I’m goin off in this motha ***** Tossin these ***** fuckas wall to wall Knockin bricks out with a fist pound So get out n stand back, take notes, watch it fall I’m bach with ***** don’t matter what your speed I can clock em all, No cops involved, knock knock knock knock Lock down drop top n ball I’m all tweaked up n ***** you bound to stall
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Aug 26, 2014
Aug 26, 2014 at 2:33 AM UTC
Swerve