Talkin’ Smack: Five-leaf Clover

  Don’t be ashamed of you who are. If you got it, flaunt it. Turn up your boombox—turn down your naysayers, betrayers, and haters. Are you ready? I’ll see you on the streets.     More rare than rare, ’cause I live without a single care. Here’s what my best friend Sam taught me: IContinue reading “Talkin’ Smack: Five-leaf Clover”

Talkin’ Smack: Strange Weirdo

  All right. Listen up. This one is dedicated to the nerds, geeks, and strange weirdos. You know who you are. Ready. Set. Go.   People think these thick ass lenses are flyin’ saucers. If I’m walkin’ funny, take a look at my high waters. They look and say, “Oh”. That’s what happens when I’mContinue reading “Talkin’ Smack: Strange Weirdo”

Cold Words: Tortured

    I make bad choices. I never think more than once. Consequences never matter, until my regret regurgitates and splatters. I’m a tortured individual. Numb. Desperate. Cold, that’s what my reflection told. I have no one else to believe, but myself. I’m a tortured individual. No one else to blame, but myself. Someone likeContinue reading “Cold Words: Tortured”

Poetry Absurdity: Improvise Mesmerize

  I don’t know what I’m going to write. Many thoughts come to mind, I don’t care if I’m right. My creativity is at stake, now is the time to design every mistake. Think too much and the expression will be convoluted. Doubt makes the message diluted. Someone has something to say. Read my innerContinue reading “Poetry Absurdity: Improvise Mesmerize”

Poetry Absurdity: Cruisin’ for a Bruisin’

    Sittin’ in my car, ridin’ down the street, Volume turned up, accelerator depressin’, Get out of my damn way, or you’ll be splattin’. I’m goin’ somewhere, don’t know where I’m goin’, Window rolled down, breeze playin’. Speedin’ down the road, headlights glowin’, Destination nowhere, engine blowin’. Don’t care if I’m smackin’ a brickContinue reading “Poetry Absurdity: Cruisin’ for a Bruisin’”

Street Smartz

Ring ring ring, the school bell is ringing. Don’t be late! Open your textbook to page 208. Raise your hand. Try not to be ignorant, Or you’ll upset the tie-wearing tyrant. Scratch down those squiggly sentences—scribble-scrabble on the chalkboard, Never disobey your classroom lord. Same old same old cookie-cutter information, Raise your hand—no way, no way—this ain’t forContinue reading “Street Smartz”

Smack Talk

1, 2, 3, here we go, Come up, step up, look down at me, Up against a wall. Nowhere to flee. Pop open your mouth like a switchblade—dull intimidation. Winning is my sharp justification.   Shut up, step back, listen to me, Turn around and walk— Or get bitch-slapped by my smack talk. Keep pressin’Continue reading “Smack Talk”