alphabet soup hustle

letters
and
words
are sacred to me.

 

I use them
to create.

 

I connect them
to release my hate.

 

I juggle them
to relate.

 

I dance with them
to sketch my fate.

 

 

I quilt them together
to kidnap you
for some brief moments of time
and,
when you are in the grasp
of my grandiloquent bombast,
I drown you
in MY worlds
of joy (and fear),
and ego.

 
I want you to smile
and,
I want you to weep.

I
want
you
to
like
me.

 

I value myself,
without your praise.

I love
me,
without your clicks.

money cometh
&
money leaveth,
but the soul
(my soul
&
yours too)
knows
true love when it reads it.

What I create may be crap,
but I promise,
I’ll never shit on a page
and try to sell you gold.

 

 

 

 
“write for the soul
not the metrics” – Augustus Diesel

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