There you are. In the middle of a dozen crowded buildings. A farmers tan caresses your skin, You cast your eyes on the people But that's all they are to you. No emotions. No substance. You want something more. Despite the commotion You see a glow, A woman selling flowers. Her hair hangs low. You watch her...
Crushing a cigarette in that ashtray Twisting your foot on the grass I'm not to be stepped on I'm not to be broken I'm not to be attacked. You think I'm timid? You think I won't protect myself? You think I'm unkind? I'm not a laptop I'm not electronic You can't disconnect me I've got a...
One day I'm going to take this city by storm. I'm going to talk about the things that matter. Because I don't want to be like you. I don't want to have to use my skin and my imperfections as a way to get #goals or #popularity. I got lucky though. Got...
Let me take a minute. Let me collect myself. I wrote this thing for you. Put the metal to the petals and the paper to the pen Danced a riddle ‘round ya eyebrows Toss’d my thoughts in the trashcan Took ‘em back out Scribbled on the black and white and turned ‘em...
The ants have taken uphill Carrying individual pieces of my heart Seared by fire Doused by rain And smeared in layers of dirt. Each warrior, Putting one foot in front of the other. Collectively building the rhythm Recreating the oxygen Helping the languid organ regain consciousness....
Hey, This is short notice, But I ought to be going. I ought to be running on my way, taking airplanes and trains, and traveling down alleyways, into the depths of the sun. I think I’m getting better at expressing myself. I feel okay when I’m silly around you now. I feel even better...
Your lips and words So smooth Like a purée Blended up and neatly placed on the tongue To indulge And enhance each taste bud With flavor With your flavor A savory whisper Followed by truffle oil Encased with a garnish That is the smirk you leave me with at the end of each sentence. And glazed like...
Hey, Babe. You look like you've got something missing. Let me grab you a drink. Take my hand for the moment While we glide through The amazon. The lights hit your face And you don't make a sound. Green streaks go down your waist I'm liking your inner JLO. Hey! Oh! Yo! Bartender! Pour me a double on...
You've got flowers and sword fights An oceanic conglomeration Of things changing And ever changing. A fever, A sickness, Depression. It ails And heartache that triumphs. Regenerates silk, Spilt soil fertilizes the garden. Golden tendrils sneak into the atmosphere, Curling and looping, Connecting, Like wires on a telephone line to your call five hundred miles away. To your call, To your call...
Baby, Hit that little brown twisted thing Let it kiss your lips Get higher than a kite on THC. Thick. Whisked it. Batter. Butter. Baked it. You think that's your flight high? Let me take you, Let me take you higher, Let me take you higher than, Those Capital One frequent flier miles. I'll take you up, One step One penthouse One...