"ownin" poems
Breathing Seed If I was here
Sprouting acres If I was Worldly Deed If ISetting Tracers IfShouting Chords IClanging Mashing ExistedWitching Hour Would you be hereTidal Power Would you beMicrophonic Would youHibernating the meaning WouldSweeping away hopes The world standWhen faces light Stand on it's ownIn dawning moon Shoulders Eclipse tune Would the skyAnd anamnesis swoons Fall as pieces ofSupple tower Puzzles onto theRiddled hands Floor, anxietyOf lovers on frosted steam Swims currentsEmpire grounded down to wire Through theSpiral Staircase Myth that isRounds chambers Me and youOf mindful states And all ofStable gates Us we are lostRelease all fate In the earth
May 9, 2014
May 9, 2014 at 12:21 AM UTC
Yea.... Look......
. I'm back at home,
Same town I made myself known, grown to be stiff as stone learned my lessons and paid the dues I owe.
Been outta town since that **** went went down and I got taken Down town
Stayed down for 2and a half got up and found myself in a rich ***** mountain spot
Didn't even try and every ***** thought I was hot
every eye I cought thought they was gonna get shot
Met my girl and brought her home
J-town im back an packin fists of stone
Since last time iv grown
Instill fear with every look I give now I don't gotta pull a knife to look like I will
Now I just look like I did and wont hesitate to
Make the point that I ain't a kid and i don't give ****
Smoke my dope and puff my **** to keep me from goin crazy no sleep for a week an I
Ride alone without a crew to back me up and I still got a bandana round my neck,
Knife on my hip sharp as shit pull it quick an
Stick it deep In between yo ribs fo talkin **** its to quiet where I used to live.
I've missed my home just for the hifey **** I did
I'm back, ready to do work again an
I'll do me and do work when I see a scrap walkin this earth I yearn to put there lifes to an end.
I'm home, fully grown and feared by most.
Left a quiet place to come back to a place I know.
Won't take long before I'm runnin this town from home
One talent I got
ownin every street I Rome
I'm a business man
I ride north side
And i walk like a boss cuz I got pride
I'm good at bein in charge makin yo business mine
Take no mercy have no fear keep your four fingers high and ride till I die
That's how I've always survived
100% fast life dark side livin
Now I'm home and gettin ready for business.
Nov 21, 2016
Nov 21, 2016 at 3:56 AM UTC