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I still think of you night and day,
thoughts just aren’t as pleasant.
I thank you for the book,
but I haven’t touched your preasant.
I heard some things so painfully necessary,
got the monkey off my back too much weight for me to carry.
I used to think you’d always be mine,
I’m beginning to think you never were.
So much time shared together, in the end it’s just a blur.
I reminisce, we were once so close,
If love were a drug we may have overdose.
My how things have changed, with only fate to blame,
I wish we could go back, but it would never be the same.
I truly hope your happy, I’m not sure that you are,
Just keep learn’n and churn’n, you’ve made it this far.
First we were lovers, in the end just friends,
mistakes were made, so lets make amends.
Through my ears come my fears, its you without me,
your moan’n not alone’n could this really be?
I can’t be mad for I have cheated,
before I knew Love, and how much I needed.
I’ve killed my ego and cultivated my meekness,
once I let you go, they’ll be no more weakness.
3lw

Deep inside me there’s a poet I know it,
I blow it then throw it
I read it, I write it, I struggle, I fight it,
I fix it, I brake it, I give it, I take it,
It’s in and it’s out, it comes and it goes,
like truth ‘n lies and friends ‘n foes.
It was cold and wet now it’s hot and dry,
we live to struggle, thrive, then die.
I’m laugh’n, I’m love’n, I’m cook’n and I’m grub’n,
I’m live’n and I’m learn’n, I’m work’n and I’m earn’n.
I’m up and I’m down, I’m white and I’m brown, I’m a servant and a crown,
I smile and I frown. I’m hot and I’m cold, I’m shy and I’m bold,
a diamond in the ruff or solid gold?
Once upon a time, or never before? I went through the window and out the back door.
I’ve kicked and I’ve punched, I’ve snapped and I’ve crunched.
I sit and I wait, I get up and go, I surrender to fate and go with the flow.
As problems solve I grow and evolve, I contract and Expand like a rubber band.
A childish man with a spontaneous plan, I do what I can to conserve the land.
You should 2 because together we’re 3, just imagine how fruitful we all could be
Love…Faith…respect…endurance…

I think of wells
The faces at the bottom that are singed in the subway pavement
If you take away the walls,
The faces still scale them, but get mixed up in water rushing toward the tide
The waves leave periodically, but faces get materialized in footsteps
And souvenirs to the unaware
Bottles of sand represent more than they can bear
Or they’re put to work
Industrialized for pardon
Pushed so thin, but presence still felt through distortions in the looking glass
And their inflictions on reflections
Reason for easiness when mirrors met in passing
Seems… fine
But think: “something doesn’t feel right”
Think that someone else fills that space that was reserved for you
Eyes met with a emptiness you don’t know but have forgotten
Think that maybe you shouldn’t have left them
Yeah
Their names will not be forgotten

I must confess, I love you more than you’ll ever understand
love you unconditionally even though only HALF of you is my man
love you unconditionally even though you flirt yet consider it cool
love you unconditionally–wait, damn I’m a fool!
damn, where have I gone? my self worth slowly fades
allowed the sweet words of a partial boyfriend to steer me away
what about my happiness? don’t I deserve more than a crumb of the cake you’ve eaten so slowly?
or am I really just a victim of self inflicted pain that preys on the fear of being lonely
karma! my pain wont last forever but its effects will haunt you
trying to find the strength and guidance to choose
so many men come yet I remain loyal, as deserving as I am
let me hold up a mirror, do you really see yourself as my man?

[for Suzanne]

She’s the most
secure woman
on the earth:

Comfortable

simply being
who she is.

She re-defines
Femininity,
with a Face
unafraid to be bare,
framed by
perfect
adorning spirals;
her hair.

She’s got
skin like pearls
and gloved hands
to protect her fairness

She’s got
eyes like emeralds
that shine with joy
when she smiles

She’s got
a laugh
better than a
Hebrew Matriarch’s

She’s simply
at ease with herself

I watch the jubilation
Of the millions, of the nation
And awe struck how one man could bring back our belief, as a whole
On some catch phrases that we should have learned a real long time ago
And I wonder
How will they feel when his appeal doesn’t stretch past the inauguration?
And we are left to fend for ourselves
It wouldn’t be any different, but the disappointment will be unparalleled
If they saw that no matter who headed the throne, our lives only existed in nightmares
I shudder to think of the consequences…
But I watched the jubilation, and I understood the faith in
That man
I had it before I started looking at the facts
But I fight with myself
I ask “if we are stuck in this corrupt, democratic system
And only the fakes and bought-offs can be elected,
Why not him?
His face alone will be the emblem for the possibilities of everyone
No youth being excluded, giving life to rhetoric ‘We can do this’
Seeing older generation’s faces, you can tell this is their reparation
His speeches have the same rhythm of those who marched
He is the culmination of many lifetimes waited,
He is the reason our ancestors survived”
How can I argue with that?
As I watch the jubilation, I realized the trepidation
Among the many just looking to get our collective soul back
We believe in all his statements because all we’ve had is specifics of hatred
The future – his vague statements let us create our own
The people made the selection, but the important choices never given to them
We the people, have mobilized and believed in something beyond our minds
That defies all logic.
So my hope is that we take this power and use it
Outside of voting booths
This thought that we can make anything happen if we believe in the action and put to work his maxims
Don’t look for a savior to shoulder our burdens
But cope with the fact that it is all up to us
And embrace that
Be the person you want to see the world become
So whether or not I’m wrong about the person that triumphed in this election,
I want everyone to use him as their stepping stone
Don’t wait for presidents to save you
Be that allegory you’ve been waiting for
And that will be the change I can believe in

Man,
you are
sharp

as an icycle

and you
keep me
on my toes

like a ballerina

all the while
you have me
bending over
backwards for you

like a gymnast

blindly
leaping
in faith:

Man, you have me
believing in you
more than in god

not so sure about him–
but you’re here:
in flesh, bones, muscle–

you’re here

like a star in my sky,
and ignorant girl
that I am–
I know nothing–
except–that I am–

lost without you.

When the time has come
Go to our place
Speak my name
And I will appear

Don’t ever think
I’m really gone
Keep me in your heart
And I’ll always be here

This thing we share
Will surpass time
And bring us back
Together again

Though we have parted
By fates design
The love we share
Will never end

In that moment
When we first met
I knew right then
That we were one

With time against us
The future before us
A bond so strong
Can never be undone

Hold to the love
Feed on its strength
Drink it down
To the bitter end

Deep in our hearts
The only truth
Is that we’ll see
Each other again

Splendid
[for Stephen]

Thank you
for a Splendid
Night at
Mirabelle;
following
the red-brick-path
to the door,
and then–inside–
I never felt
quite so well
as I felt
at Mirabelle;
enjoying a meal
that looked & tasted
sensational,
so Perfectly French
and how perfectly, you
treated me–
helpless maiden
that I am
you were sure
to get the door,
a raindrop on
my cheek
on the way
out–
made me feel
alive.