Bloqueador

It's the gentle pain
Of dancing in the mirror,
Performing for yourself,
Alone in your house,
Because you forgot
To fill out invitations.

Humiliating initiation to
Children Who Had A Dream,
Because you only matter
When you're pretty
Or dead.
This time God didn't bless.
Must've forgotten about the people
That can't afford church clothes.

He didn't give me the
Blessing of long arms
To cradle everything that needs cradling.
In the here and now.
It's not the death part that saddens me,
No worse tourment than Earth,
But the dying always hits close to home.

I wished the best to the casket
And didn't cry.
The worst part was over.
All the nights I spent stargazing
Made me envy constellations
And sing in my sleep.

The babies next door are always howling,
Three friends pregnant and counting,
One sweet girl sleeps in my side every night.
But they don't have a chance.
Sociopathic,
Drug addict.

Bachelor pad beds
Littered with bud light cans
And meth heads.
EBT buys skittles and Coke
And the stuff that the kids
Actually need.

Cops are only cops when you're speeding,
Not selling speed.
Dealers are the ones getting housing.
Just because they don't answer
When you knock,
Doesn't mean they're not 'home'.