Don't call past
Loves up
Someone's bound
To throw something up
Or throw someone out
Forever from their lives
Or at least find out
Where they find themself now

Wake up
What a circus
To watch
On the TV screen
Waco
Thugs?
No
Danger to society?
No
Evidence of inherent white violence?
No
Just the boys
At it again
No one beaten by cops
No one brutalized by police
Or the media
Just another white day
In a white town

In case we forget
It's all written down
Days go by
And by and by
Forward we seem to move
But forget
Forgetting and forget
As all things move
Forward
Don't forget what's in the past
It's all written down

A picture says
A thousand words
I'll give two thousand
And paint a better picture

How to skirt
Laws built on blood
Tears and people
How to profit
During a depression
Worse than 1920
Simply don't afford
Worker rights
It's that easy
Apparently

Desire acceptance
Give a strong front
Dig a little deeper
It's not as much fun

Let's take this like
The above ground train
Slower than time takes
At time you can plunge
Like water dip your toes
Feel it creep up on you
Keep your hands out the ***
Take a hit of the same
Relax and let me plate this
Let me paint this
Before you frame this
I promise you there won't be much
To miss after you hit and I split
So hold me tight while we fight

Graduated college
Worry bout retirement
Planning how to waste
The time in this life of his

Meaning style and depth
In lines that don't seem very deep
In length we sputter
At length we stumble
In short we succeed
In what only needs to be said
Yet says much more

You catch your girl naked
She says why are you here
That's when you know
It's been five years

Bad poetry
Is what it's all about
That bad poetry
It is
Undeniably
Raw
Gotta write it
We've all done it
Get it out
Sometimes
The bad poetry
Is what it is

What to fight
For
The viet kong
Never slurred an
American minority
What to fight
For
The individual need
To succeed
Talking about
Fighting for the life
Of us in others
What is a breath taken
That can't be given back
Why hoard something
When sharing is what makes you feel
Alive
Talking about fighting
For what you believe in
Talking about democracy

Take away safety
Nets what do you
Get people jumping
Off the golden gate
Bridge the gaps
Are so wide they
Will swallow you
Whole parts of
Communities destroyed
Jobs vacated faster
Than empty apartments
Come hear the songs
Of poverty and crimes
Against humanity
Shutting off vital
Water to families
Where is our pension
Supposed to come from
Good jobs but those
Don't exist in a broken
Democracy of oligarchs

Sounds of
Hurried steps
Pound the pavement
Making me nervous

"Loot"
"Riot"
"Thugs"
These are buzzwords
Buzz in your head
Straight from the Oval Office
To the newsstand held so dear
Your news is contrived
It's fabricated
Who cares if a building window broke
They breaking people's necks
But that's not worth the screen time
Better to focus on broken windows
Than a broken system

The Ports go down
Just go down to the Port
To see
Shut it down
Break the break of spirit
Skulls backs necks
Cali needs Cali sees
Cali sick of the ratatat
The unemployment gaps
The uninsured working for
No one knows no ones sure
Break the habit break the rotation
Shut it down
The Ports of OAKLAND

Waiting on this phone call
Waiting on forever
Waiting on this phone call
Till I lose my liver

Touching people's hair
Like this a petting zoo
Harassing people on the street
Like this your right
Taking everyone's ****
Like the world is meant for you

These relationships
Hold no weight
They sink like rafts
Carrying stone
Where are my friends
If I run home
Maybe they remained
True as stone

This play
Has many acts
No disparate steps
That end in a result
An orchestra of events
Carefully planned and practiced
Carried out in sequence
With the final act
The meal
If these parts aren't cohesive
Cut and chopped into confusion
Your finale will fail

Stumbled through
People making
Superficial relationships
That crack like ships
Under the pressure of time
Forget who you are
Forget what it means
A dot in the past
Built on this foundation of quicksand

Like a werewolf
I don't think of you
Until the moon comes out
And I turn

That
You don't have
To be the perfect idea
Just that you
Give it your all
And make sure what you're
Doing

I remember
Those cards you sent me
Filled with pine needles
And things you had to tell me

Sometimes I stumble around
Sometimes I feel like I have lost my ground
Sometimes I wanna let it all go
Sometimes I feel like watching
Yet the only thing that I've known for sure
Is that I am sure of the things I am unsure
All the time walking around getting bad vibes
Reading this seeing that knowing what's for real
Do I wanna trade in my piece of mind
Do I wanna give up my time and desire
What does it take to fold in this self sustained world
A bump, a rock, a car, self doubt or self serve
All I know is the things I don't know
Thinking I was right, thinking thinking
Gave me some insight to my own assumptions
Now I give it up just to give it back
What does it take to lose your mind
Be stuck in your grind the only thing you find
What does it take to let people down
Instead of beating your head on the ground

Sometimes when you see
All the dots
You don't want to
Connect them
That's when your heart and soul
Come in
To paint the picture
Reveal to you what you must see

Dancing in Target
Making sure everything
Everybody
Looks the same
Acts the same
Scan my retinas at the
Checkout

Hot Cheetos
Over ***
There's more fire in msg
Than monogomy

Tangled up melodies
At least your song plays
Skinny arms and wrists
You're the girl I never kissed

Drinking up sorrows
For the songs that never play
Fill the void with cheap liquor
Easy escapes we should never make

We all have ideas
About ourselves and others
Until we become
Ourselves and others

This liquid lady
Makes me fall in love
With all that turns
From solid to liquid
As surely as she does

These wheels spin
Draped in the clothes from
The Hospital
Rolled out
Onto this platform
Waiting for the underground
Subway
Hunched in the hospital wheelchair
Stares flood
The Homeless
Are unsightly to those who pass
Especially the sick
Less tolerable than the
Smiling panhandler

If life is the poison
**** is the antidote
I feel it flowing through my body
Cut it open like a cannibal
Gut it with my finger
Grind the pound of flesh
Sew it back up
Take it to the head

I know its been a while
Since things have slowed down
We just graduated college
After running up the hill

We have been running together
For a long time now
For a while it seemed like
We would never get out

But we're here now today
A place once so far away
25 and 24
Time will carry the weight

And anything else
That gets in the way
I will be here for you
I won't miss a day

I am leading myself
On a path I think is right
Guided by those
Who've shown me their true selves
I am desperately walking this path
Looking for footprints that I fit

The child walked
About the city
Scouring its streets
Without a care
Popping in and out
Darting about
Dancing through
Until there it was
A green stone
Shaped like an egg
With a single thunderbolt
Striking through the middle
The child
Curious
Circled the stone
But before long temptation overcame
The child pounced upon the stone
Holding it close
Examining its details
Until there was a flash of light
The area exploded in white and blue
The child lost consciousness
As the soul drifted above the body
And with a bang the light disappeared
Awakening the body lay on the street
The soul had re-entered
But the person was not the same
There was a spark inside not felt before
Scared the thing darted away
In and out of alleys
Something felt different
There was something building inside
The thing was becoming sad now lost in the city
A place once familiar but now seeming foreign
It ran to the outskirts
The sky getting darker
Finding a lake the thing peered in
With a howl it recoiled back
What had it become
What was staring back
Confused, angry, and sad
It could take it no more
The charge built to a head
A tremendous thunderbolt lit the sky over the city
On that day the transformation had occurred
The reflection of the jagged yellow fur sparkled in the moonlight
There was no return to the life that had once passed
Jolteon was born

What's in my head
It's not pesticides
But it cuts as deep
All in my head
My body starts to leak
Zombiee

I saw her
I saw her from far away
As I turned the corner
Legs skinnier than straws
A body put in a vice
Again I saw her
In the grocery store
Staring at the aisles
With that blank hunger for a fill
The one where it's depression grocery shopping
What to get
To binge and purge
She was skin and bones
All skin and bones
Covered in a loose jacket
With items in hand
At the checkout our eyes meet
I've seen them before
In a sister
The pain of the
Belimic purge
Memories flash
Bathroom flushes
After a raided kitchen
Pleads of laxatives
From the hospital bed
Skinny ankles
Skinny wrists
In heavy times
It's easy to turn on yourself

No
Nose
Knows
That
Toes
Know
But
Toes
Know
That
Nose
Knows
No?

To every person
Who was given power
And threw it away
Please stay true

Look at these *****
Running wild with power
That power needs to be
Spread the **** out

Maybe if families
Policed each
Other
All of the stupid ****
That happens
Would happen
Less

Friends and family that I love
Twisted and prodded
Pulled
In every direction
By fools with reproductive organs

Dragons
Dancing in the street
Everything
Draped in red
Firecrackers
Sounding off all around
The parade drew the crowd
Until it swelled
With appeciation
For their culture

When friends are talking down
When your girl's not around
When you feel all alone
Just wait for me
I'll come home

When your feet have lost their way
When the sky has closed its gates
When you feel all alone
Just call for me
I'll come home

I smoke this pipe
As I look out the window
Packed with longbottom leaf
I envision myself
As Gandalf the Grey
Reborn as Gandalf the White

Secret armies
Secret prisons
Secret wars
Secret orders
Secret evidence
Secret motives
Secret plans
Secret killings

Tell the truth

Bombs over Baghdad
Bombs over families
Bombs over kids
Bombs over places you don't know

Tell the truth

Terrorize a nation
Terrorize a hemisphere
Terrorize the "other"
Terrorize the culture

Tell the truth

Weddings turned into massacres
New-born celebrations a war target
Citizens chosen for assassination
"The world is a battlefield"

Hated dads
Playing the
Authoritative cliche
Like
*****
Be the man
Become the man

She drops
It on his
Face
Like the one
Person dance
Before twisting
Out
Onto his friends
Mouth
Sit still
It won't be long
Before I'm gone

I have fallen
In love
With the sun
Keeps me warm
After everyone
Has left
Never leaving
Me as long as
I run backwards
But I'd do
Somersaults
For that love
My lovers
On this earth
Can't compare
To that celestial
Beauty

War is for
Romantics
Who never
Fight

Next time someone
Asks again
For a Facebook that
Doesn't exist
I'll give them my
Hello Poetry
Address
So they can put my
Life together
Like a 10,000 piece jigsaw