Poetry · Writing

monkey king; all blue

i want the whole world-

you can’t have it

you’re over reachin’

don’t bother tryin’-

i want it all-

stop sleepin’

always dreamin’

this life isn’t for you boy

give up dreamin’-

this world is mine,

all mine-

in for a bruisin’

crusin’ on empty streets boy just lose it

the streets are callin’

come back just lose it-

maybe their right;

but maybe

maybe not

Poetry · Writing

four minute mile

sweet defeat

the seals on my lips

taken the identity

we crafted in trusted hands

i release, you.

on record going the extra foot

rolling in those exclusive feats

to run empty on bare feet

running a wild rampage

a breath on weary feet

it’s okay,

to let another

finish this bloody lap