Lineage and Legacy as one must come to perceive Those are life’s footprints we deem to conceive Moments in time we have achieved As we glance upon a mirror of our reflection Our eyes, nose, lips, lineage at times comes into question What makes us the person who we are From a presence already ordained beyond a constellation of stars Are we playing out our life on a cosmic screen Sight and feelings in time unforeseen Learning in life to keep our noses clean
It started with a simple text “You gave me head last night, so now what’s next?” I pondered your question for just a moment Then answered you like any other poet I’m going to bring you to the heights of pleasure As I fuck you in black lace encased in leather On top of you in spiked boots that go to the knee I’ll rock your body until quarter past three Just enough time to take your soul In the the way that gives me complete control Poppin’ that pussy and makin’ us sweat It’s all out war, complete combat ...
Her waning quadrature appears Around about the midnight chime So that old forgetful sonneteers Hear duty call...upon a rhyme!
Strange duty this, but you will see, That rhyme comes from the Muse abode, As if it were a factory... Of epitaph and haunting ode Bell whispered from a fading ghost Somewhere above the inner ear From hinterland to ocean coast And just as soon to disappear...
Unless the poet lays it down Like moonbeams from a lunar crown!
In being,being,being,being,believing,being,disbelieving,determined in a being, between em,the portal transpired,in being,loorgoorland beings,decisions are beginning,2 distinguish,face from arse! Is that clear being
("Your NononSense needs 2 stay in your Elongated shaped Head!--- Or,I'll throw away your paper and pen").