Kanye told me that Jesus walk
fool never said that Jesus talk.
i heard him in the sky today
surfing purple rippled waves
surfing purple rippled waves.
nice.
Kanye told me that Jesus walk
fool never said that Jesus talk.
i heard him in the sky today
surfing purple rippled waves
surfing purple rippled waves.
nice.
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[several more lines of text]
a pause.
[more text]
….always.
All I’s
on me.
shining white hot
——
dry wind
pushing.
dry hot wind
pushing.
hardly pushing,
nothing.
Silent.
as it gets sometimes.
peace
heated peace.
summer,
I fear you.
them.
hard.
long.
it all.
the world and make yourself happy.
the police.
softly.
quietly.
its over.
keeps you down
keeps you grimey.
all of your time sweeping
all of your time bending
all of your time wasting
wasting…
it keeps you down,
until it doesn’t.
Sing with that broom
and Dance up a Storm.
Stir up your passions
stoke the flame…inside,
stroke it.
sweep out the ash from your troubled soul
Do clean, Do.
It is all for you
It is all from you
it has always been
you.
floating freely from the unexpected,
heaping it on, and on… and on your head.
slipping through life’s heavy roadblocks
over and under all dem hard knocks….
comes a smile, bringing trouble free mirth
escaping negativity and its ponderous girth.
so don’t you dare feel sad or mad,
trust in her and just be glad
to live.
to live.
ahhhh, so sweet…..
just
to live.
misty mountaintop
views lake and tree and highway
brooklyn fools my eye
warm winter sun
kisses closed eyelids
Home,
I missed ya.
equanimity in gruff hellos
old country visitors just don’t get it.
equanimity from equality.
I
heart
apple
i look out and see you
giving the finger
to those who hate
i love you nyc
welcome ny,
back into my heart.
its so nice
so i’ll say it twice,
welcome.
Change is nigh,
but on the bye
and bye….
budding shoots
germinated months before.
So is this the season of change?
of rebirth, and new found vigor?
or merely the fruits of winter’s depths
coming to bear?
a great white
expanse.
swirling in its rigidity.
His mighty paws
holding back,
the inevitable.
Her face shines brightly
upon the field of cold.
Beautiful.
Dead.
Yet within this ocean of purity,
life stirs
not as pristine,
but alive
and raw-
bursting through
for
the EXPERIENCE.
for
the MOMENT.
for HIM
for HER
for you.
for
me.