I need you
To remember
What I tried so hard
To forget
Everything means something
When you’re thrusting through my mind
But what you mean to me
Can’t be defined by nothing
Even with everything meaning something
Anything is never better than nothing
And so I ‘m trusting you
Five fingers
One hand
Three hearts
One man
I dreamt the journey to make a wave
Of patterns colored with butterflies and gypsy eyes
Apple pie and dragon flies would light the skies
With rainbows and water shows
To let me know
That
I
Am
Only
On-ly
One
Heart
Fall with me steep
Plunge with me this emotional deep
Curves play strange games
Crushing rocks benieth my feet
Where blood thirsty perves ryme verbs
Pass through nerves before we meet
Plunge with me this emotional deep
Fall with me steep
And when you awake I promise
I’ll be yours to keep
Fall with me
Bondage
He is
Dead in my womb
Bruised spirit
Other men can hear it
I-am-bonded-to-you
I can feel the disgrace
Painted on my face
Calvin Klein suite case
In-my-soul
And so
I must!
Pray to something way, far
Up in the sky
To help me
Break
This soul tie
WAITING FOR SUPERMAN
MY SOUL CRIES OUT
Don’t give me one more thing
I can’t carry it
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LaBella
My sweet LaBella
Secrets are taking over me
For
I have to make room in my soul
They have nowhere to call home
Throw off your shackles and lead your life
Labelle
They pester me like ticks on a man’s skin
My heart has no purpose
My soul
My poor soul is ravished
You laid a leach on my heart
On my soul!
Unburden these chains
Do you have the secret tablets?
Who possesses the secrets to bliss?
Who!
Cement our future
Pregnant me with imagination
I have not yet read a poet that compelled me to read him
Continuously
With blood on my hands
My soul cries out
Cut out my heart!
Snatch the locks from my head
If I am not cured of this distain you will forfeit your vitals
They know you love me king??
I promise I will return and grow old by your side
Throw of your shackles and lead your life
Resign from this tyrant of tongues
Is winning everything?
Or is knowing?
I will place my hands on your crown
And place it on my sons head
Those that will breathe this life in the next millennium
What sad souls
I am riding the embers of these aches
I am LaBella
And I will die alone
A wrinkled
Old slut
Reaching between the red cracked clay
Where the rains passed last wet season
And gave beauty meaning and reason
To be anything but dry because wildflowers were alive
And had eyes that saw everything
And nothing
Parched now waiting once more, for the dry, the drought to break
To come alive in the wet of snowflakes
The embrace of a season new
To hear the laughter on the old tin roof
In the long pause
To hear fresh again
The giggle of the trees
Birds playing hide and seek with the breeze
The water’s edge pressing at the front door
To bring on the wildflowers once more
Their dreamy scents
Sounds
Of colors out beyond eyes reach
Buried between the martyrs of fall
Preserving its innocents until the seasons call
Sit with me awhile
To take it all in
Waiting to be beckoned
To kiss the rain again
The aroma brings a shift in power
As the moon shines on
A Summer of Wildflowers
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