answering 30 interesting questions (invitation by ZEALOUS HOMO SAPIENS)

1. What are your nicknames? What do you prefer to be called?

I don’t really have one, but I do respond to Grady at times.

2. How often do you doodle? What do your doodles look like?

I doodle periodically and it usually looks like ancient writing.

3. What do you do if you can’t sleep at night? Do you count sheep? Toss and Turn? Try to get up and do something productive?

I get up and pace.

4. Do people consider you as talkative or quiet?

It depends who im with. im a better listener.

5. What makes you cry?

Untimely death.

6. What is your biggest pet peeve?

Bullies.

7. How many times a day do you look at yourself in the mirror?

In the morning when i get ready for work.

8. What is the strangest thing you believed as a child?

That i could float and talk to animals. Now, i talk to floating animals.

9. What is one guilty pleasure you enjoy too much to give up?

Chocolate and peanut butter.

10. Who performs the most random acts of kindness out of everyone you know?

Im an anxious person, folks usually calm me down, so everyone i know is kind.

11. How often do you read the newspaper? Which sections?

Daily and world events, arts section, funnies.

12. Which animal scares you the most?

Lizards.

13. Are you more likely to avoid conflict or engage it head-on?

Ive learned to choose my battles. Life is too short.

14. What was the most recent compliment you’ve received?

That im not normal.

15. What question are you tired of hearing?

Where are you from?

16. What is the strangest thing you have eaten?

Liver.

17. Do you have a whole lot of acquaintances or just a few very close friends?

A mix of both. i love to meet new people and hear their story. im kinda of a free spirit.

18. Do you have a catchphrase?

Duuuude! For boys and girls alike.

19. What’s your all-time favourite town or city? Why?

LA of course. It was Bukowski’s home and mines too. i love Frisco too, lots of great memories and love when i lived there.

20. If you had to change your first name, what would you change it to?

Jackson, yes, Jackson. I love Johnny and June’s song.

21. When was the last time you lied?

i called in “sick” last week, but i really just wanted to sleep in.

22. What’s something that amazes you? animals.

23. Would you rather be the first person to explore a planet or be the inventor of a drug that cures a deadly disease?

Planet, i might be able to find three life saving cures there.

24. What is your favourite amateur activity?

Making people laugh.

25. What was your first thought when you woke up this morning?

i gotta relieve myself…

26. What is your favourite song (at least at the moment)?

To Love Somebody, Nina Simone’s version.

27. List someone you know, and describe them in 5 words.

Homeless neighbor: Kind, Intelligent, Free-Thinker, Wise and Emotionally Strong

28. You can select one person from history and have them truthfully answer one question. Who would you select and what would the question be?

Cleopatra. How hard was it to be you?

29. Which celebrity or artist do you resemble the most?

If Jane Birkin and Angelina Jolie had a baby, the baby would look like me, but in a non-Hollywood way.

30. What do you want me to know?

That you are worthy of all the blessings in the world.

i wear my sin like a diamond

i wear my sin like a diamond

please forgive me Son of Man

my soul is running away from me

my spirit has leapt off and is far far away

i wear my sin like a diamond

forgive me

the maggot in the wound brings clarity

at times

frail in discontentment

the argument is lost

i wore my sin like a diamond

as You hung by Your bones

against the cross

the die is in my pocket

my life the corner

where it rolled

i wear my sin like a diamond

my spear in my side

too close to close

forgive me Father

in words that are so true

i roll and roll

the eyes of snakes

i wear my sin like a diamond

Cain and the Trash Can

i think you are
wrong to stand in my
way. you seek to
destroy all that
is left in my brain.

i did kill a man
with blows from my hand.
fiercely to his bones
i ploughed.

i ripped out his
soul and threw it away
in a tin not too much
unlike you. i own this
nirvana of concrete and pain.

i watch all the sinners and i watch
all the saints on my
circadian treks. i am not lonely
in spite of my face for look
to my right there is my race.

unbeknown to them yet though
here i stand. they are nearing
the end of the bind.

soon i will
usher them to this abysmal entry.

where your soul goes

and the killing continues with the will
of their hand.

Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge: March 5, 2019

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Today’s Prompt: Use the phrase Where your soul goes

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Alpha and Omega

my lover is fast

manipulative

expensive

mean-

but when my lover is in my bed

my lover has an addicting sweetness

filling the worm holes in my soul

with the light of the stars

under God’s feet

my lover curls my toes with delight

my lover licks and suckles universes

in and out of my body and mind

i never knew existed

my lover’s almost vapory fingers

massage me

penetrate me

in luscious blinding ecstasy

swirling my very breath

in orgasmic space travel

past the Nebulae

that are yet to come

i simply believed

that i loved my lover more than anything, ever

that the continents could fall below me

that Satan himself could drag me

into the molten pits of Hell by my guts

i didn’t care as long as my lover was there with me

on my arm

or at least have my lover close enough

where i could sniff their tarty scent

they got under my skin

i lost control of myself

i lost the life

that i would like to have gotten accustomed to-

and i almost lost my soul, forever

rise

today i open my eyes and rise to another day. it’s a special day and i am grateful. so many hours, so many days have come and gone. i am grateful for that too. for in that time frame i have become a little wiser or at least better able to survive. i worry that in the process of survival i will forget to dream. you have always cradled my dreams alameda street. today is extra special with Our Lady Queen of Angels hosting all of the believers who also survive in any way they can. i can afford some day-dreaming and wasting of time, but those days are slowly withering away, eroding like the bricks on your side my Lady. with faith you were risen and from these rocks and clay; from faith i was allowed to be born, but a different path had to be followed so that i might be here right now. had a more popular road been chosen for me, i would not be here with you fair Queen. now in your smog and your electric heat and rules and stop lights, i will faithfully rise again tomorrow and spill out unto the alameda once more.

gravity

gravity bends light

punishes it

forces the very substance of life

within it and without

so here i sit

i am alone amongst a sea of people

whose thoughts and beats in their heart

are dark and unbent

untouched by fire or lightning bolt

there is no gravity

that bends them to action

to feel the orgasmic scorch

of that flicker from the God

their punishment is different

they are free

nothing bends them

nothing molds them

not a thought

or a ray of golden light

wrought by guidance

free to die in the breeze

in the forest of artificial sight

unbent

untouched

unharnessed by love

gravity pulls me

from the forest of them

from the shore of that sea

gravity tugs me

and when she angers

catapults me into a place

of where light brands

the cells in my blood

so i can express

to the daughters of fire

in the mid of night

where there are no numbers

a star is trillions of steps from me

i have been walking forever

and have not left this field of flesh

and in so being captive here

gravity

becomes the father of my children

tends to our walking

steadily toward the goddess

the star

her name is faith

and i am still

courted by the sea