Undefined

my old paramour even got someone
who swoons over her moon, and rises for her sun
i do, but she moving at the speed of light
slow down, lil mama tryin get it at the speed of sight
call it like i see it, calm and collected
collect calls, player resurrected
back from the bottom of the cookie jar
international asshole, rude superstar
my old lover hate a nigga bad
says i broke her heart make a nigga sad
change my swag, alter my steps just a tad
poll suggests im stark raving mad
out my membrane cause she decided to leave
all hope is dead, time to bereave
black suit, black tie, black frames on eyes
under all the guise, inside he cries
dont know whether to hate you with force
or just tough it out, run its course
running 100 meter dashes everyday thinkin bout it
everything you are can't do without it
anonymously yours, the true d

Midsummer Night's Blues (To Booger)

Underdeveloped and enveloped in what's attractive
To every facet of the human condition
But what matters
Why does the truth go ignored
The lies go heralded as if
They're just what the world needs
That's why my eyes run crimson
Living in a world where knowledge is sour
And indecision is power
The man with one eye is king
While everyone else is a subject
The women have a wealth of power
And an equal wealth of ego
However they lack direction
My infectious smile, my personality
Do not go over well
As they've built this resistance to the real
and the unproven infect their every being
Course through their veins
Deconstructing what little integrity remained
One less reason for me to hope again
To show my face
To set aside my armor and soak in the sun
One less flower from which i can derive joy
Stuck in the winter, again.

Book

The end looks promising
Paranoia leaves footprints
In the sand, the minds of those I touch
I walk and I leave my image
Painted on the hearts of many
It's a hard job to have
An/ I've grown weary of showing up
For the last three years.
I could use a catastrophe to bring me
A sort of calm that you only find
Looking at the sun set on Wilson Dr.
To be honest
I am afraid to part with that which has given me
Great security and great comfort
I have tried before, and the world was desolate
Empty, and i felt naked.
My feelings on display for all to see
So I am back where i started
In the midst of an age-old conflict
Die to live, or live to die?

Henley's Disciple

What about what I needed
and what you don't kno
Like when I pleaded
it fashioned me dark as crows
Circumstance has not made me meek,
but only more relentless
I have a hatred for the meek
and enmity for the pretentious
Underneath my tears and fears
Lies what used to be
Progressively fading over the years
Tantalizing women that come to see

Police

the tint of my skin
leaves me prone to
such traumas
the blazing stare
of a blue eye
their words
reek of condescension
for all of the blood
the tears and scars
and sweat
in this struggle
we are still at bay
the divide

Bait and Switch

i should have known
when i knew who your friend is
that i should have left you alone
it was your eyes
always has been
but in that dark, smoky hall
that night
i just...
wanted you.
this ocean of obligation
blinded me
i knew it was time to let go
of that other girl
little did i know, i'd cling to you more
suddenly canceling plans
flying in rare air
loving you, showing you my emotions
while going through the motions
i stopped time for you
invested my life
and all you could give me
was grief and attitude
i give you life
you give me headaches
many days down the road
i question
are you in love with me, with emotion
or just the notion
that someone tolerated you
and provided
that question
as the days pass
gets brighter
whiter
hotter
the worse we get, the quicker i'll fade
so you might want to
tone it down, before i become
a figment of your imagination

February 5th 2008

She looked at me
Befuddled
Maybe it was
My swagger
Even though I myself
Was just a little bit
Into the nectar
Across the room I saw
A mystery, an enigma
A new start perhaps
Certainly not here
I thought
My mind was posing the same question
As Billy Preston
My potential, that is
I can tell you, it was her eyes
As always
The pupils
They make me melt
Make my mental
Molasses
Me and those dreaming eyes
Of mine
Never once did i open my mouth
But the eyes spoke
Louder than my voice
They said
Cooler things
Than my vocals could craft