And yet you
Know that it’s
About our third
And that maybe
What hasn’t happened
Has before before
And that there
In that silence
Something new born
Idea: equal/good
And that began
All this called
Quiet re gentrification
Knock yourselves out!
Category: Creativity
GodNoIWasDrunk
Do any of
You know what
It’s like to
Let life go
It’s a dark silence
Absence of laughter
Absence of glee
Absence of anything
Remotely curiously normal
Yet there in
That incubus that
Hothouse of thought
Spawned ideas of
Baldwin and Stoppard
That may be
Love was simpler
Than we thought
That maybe just
Maybe love was
Just simply love
Here
I hear children
Around me giggles
Of people that
They know not
That I am
I am nothing
But they those
Giggles are but
God’s laughter here
Is’isms
And those the
Craziest shown are
The craziest least
Come now do
You not know
Know know this
Game that which
You think is
Really is not
That which you
Think truly is
Nothing truly is
Until those that
Are willing to
Forgo their is’ism
Which is an
Abomination for who
Are they but
Themselves amongst a
World of nobodies
Blackboard
The sky resembles
The chalk laden
Blackboard of my
Youth that had
Yet to be
Wiped with a
Wet shammy damp
Deerskin that wipes
The mistakes of
Yesterday and cleans
The board to
Pristine kind of
Like New Years
When last year
Is wiped away
Ready for 2021
Celebrate this world
Next year will
Be better I
Promise every one.
