Poetry · Writing

righteous movement

i wonder what you think of me

if you think at all

if you wave white flags for surrender

or who you pray to

if culture was the start-

was that you?

you’ve been on my mind

debating to see if you can see me

a little different

not ready for that conversation but

i can see it going there

when i am ready we will

maybe

Poetry · Writing

i am hotpocket

i don’t stand a chance

against the sun

but someone has to

he stands tall without a rival

burning the less worthy

like a hot pocket

going around in a circle

unopposed

talkin’ reckless

can never get near ’em

that’s not the world i want to remember

if i exist

will my face be in tact

slippin’ off a plate

wet dishes

if we exist

past four hundred times

over three hundred tics

Poetry · Writing

lord’s receptionist

i know i’ll find jesus

only a matter of time

they always say

boy you need jesus

everytime i ring him

can i speak to jesus

sorry sir he can’t come to the phone

now, you gotta wear his symbol

you wear his symbol you can speak to jesus

his line never come up

when i’m on that come up

jesus takes his ten percent

that return is comin’

jesus in my ear

that return is comin’

new age comes with new faith

yeezy on my feet

just to speak to jesus

walk-