it ain’t easy wakening
up at me.
madness


It is vivid in hue
thrilled in pain
perplexity. insanity.
visions of darkness
cinamaflick..click..click
the imagination
up and running,
chaotically so.

Ain’t healthy.. “mind tripping”
neuron boarding. synaptic zapped.
some never recover.
I will.
stricken for time sakes,
healing all wounds.
trust.. soar with
the eagles..
trust.. no one you
can’t see over.
trust no one you
can’t see through.

Suspect after
suspect convincing right
in wrong..

madness unsettled,
mean, riveting, death defying
real torrential siennablu..

but

Life is not a bitch then we die..
it is nectar and faith
laced in potent lyrics stating
obvious. live.
what is spoken. sporadic.
staccato.cross-eyed.
cross ways. live.

Attempt a thought in bubble wrap..
“riot in soul”
picket signs marching,
screaming, no more
of yo’ fake sh!#
i’m a lady mad as sh.!#
stinking up the place
wit’ it.

madness. who do I see in
this broken reflection?
dipping and dodging hurt
like a paid point guard
hustling for love in hell.

“gotta heart? anybody?”

swoosh..

ruthless
mother f’ers with ill intent
hating on the (d)L.
“throwing rocks and
hiding their hand,” Grandpa
say.
to..to..avoid confrontation
while maintaining..

yo’fake ass life
wit yo’fake ass smile,
wit' fake ass words..
seeping
fake ass ego.. creeping.
worst of all yo’ fake ass love..

..and an ass is a donkey.

Devious minds think alike..
birds of a feather flock
together..not 1 individual to be found
among em’ while
chickens cluck..(ghetto lingo)
ho’s screw (miscellaneous hards in hopes
of no emotional attachment. right)..
psycho’s feel (“No, nothing”)..

mad folk.. (simply endure infliction).

Heal yall’.