some would argue
that i am the last
kind that God created
out of Adam’s
dick bone.
for i understand
most other males
of other species
still have their
carnivore baculum.
i thought i was his rib,
but that
is just sugar
coating the situation
in ignorant eyes i’m just a cunt.
i think about these
things by Los Angeles
Street and 4th because
i don’t know what else
can help all of “this”.
every wino and every whore
had to have had love at some
point maybe from the nurse
or taxi driver at their
birth.
do others think of my
thoughts i try to hold
still in my brain i
don’t mean to let them
slither through my ear holes.
i blurt them out
they are at times bitter
and at other times full of
gasps and groans
searching for a heart
to land in.
i drank the smoke and
regurgitated the fire
in the middle of the night
as the alleys turn into banks
of sulfur piss fog.
while the vomit runs
like manna, i protest
at the top of my lungs
the safety patrol giggle
while they ticket me two times.
we rob Mary Magdalene to pay
Delilah and keep her
quietly sedated with plastic jewels
my life blood drained
on an untender
pavement.
and as the morning comes
i cower against the
insurmountable dubious
truths of the moment
in time cruelly here now.
the sarcoptes on my legs
linger in the first class
of my thighs waiting
for my lunch with the
army of the disposables.
plastic bags filled
with bitter scraps
of trash posing as
life precious moments
fading like my mind.
those in the name
of holy begrudge
what they do but
do it out of
indentured servitude.
i float again
towards the banks
of grotesqueness
defeated whispers
some broken bones.
but Our Lady tolls at 3 p.m.
the lions returned
to the lofty lair
my right fist level to my eyes
my left catapulted at injustice.
💜🌼
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Not trying to be rude girl, but you was on the wrong streets! I’m an x crackhead junky ho and ya pretty much everybody’s dead and some fucked up shit happened, but damn! Some really excellent shit happened, too. People I never woulda known, shit I’d never even knew I wanna know. Maybe it’s just me. But I wouldn’t change none of it. And I’m writing you this from sea tac airport on my way to live in Alaska- 2 years to the month I got released from prison.. still working it mommy….. 😜
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lol thanks Violet, in retrospect alls i can say is that im still standing, here’s to all the badass fatherf*ckers out there. i am very grateful for the bad and the good and with each new day im granted to still wonder what will become we never truly leave our demons but we become good at keeping them at arms distance ❤ keep the word coming from Alaska 🙂 be blessed
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This is just so well penned. You write profoundly.
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Thanks for visiting friend ✌💓
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Powerful, powerful piece!
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Thank you, Eugenia ❤
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You’re most welcome!
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This is raw, and stark. Powerful words!
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Thank you ❤❤
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