• The Picture of Poetry. The Promise of Prose.

    Will ya look at that?
    Damn.
    I musta slipped
    and fell in love.
    Done got on my good shirt
    Got a spot on my new skirt
    And it ain't comin' out.
    I gotta change and let it soak
    Before it set
    And stain.

    Mindin' my own business
    Walkin' my own way
    Steppin' too close to the edge
    Love got splashed on me
    Baptizin' me clean of Saturday night
    Drippin' from my Sunday suit.
    And this shit is new!
    Back to the square one...again.

    I got bumped by you
    Hot pot of brew
    At the spot where words come to life
    And I'm clean
    Fresh, crisp creased pair of jeans
    And here you come...clumsy
    Up to the mic
    Fitna spill your love all over me
    Fixin ta soak me in your beauty

    And You don't miss
    I can't dodge your flow
    You're the picture of poetry
    Snapped quick with flash
    Here today in short form
    Gone tomorrow in a line or two.
    I want the promise of prose
    Long stretches of painted portraits
    I want a life of turnin' pages
    With you.
    You leave me drenched
    Baptized clean.
    New
    I done slipped and fell in love
    Drown in you.




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