Girl

You've got it backwards.
Don't you know you've got your outside in;
You're much too penetrable in such soft skin.

spy vs spy

in the now
the anti static,
forever, moving forward.

Florencia

Te Quiero..

Egging..

booking..
centraling hard..

for you..

con mucho amor..

Ok..Aiightt..

F. Now I got a GirlFriend..

K. An' old time Boo..

*

B. A ShortieBeeBop
let tin the beat rock...

L. And A ShonOff playa..
annunciation: Shoo Nuff Playa

(J. A Friend.. . .  .)

you know they gon'

be fighting sending me

fisty' little packages..
annunciation: faa ee ss tee

and their not that jealouos'..

but they'll gett therre..

nah..lol..they will be

;)

Brother

You've been stressed up
Dressed up to nines
Messed up by lines in sand
Crushed broken shattered
Holding hands.
Let go.
Don't let the scars affect the blood flow
Don't be a clot, don't stop
Everything in your being
Will try to stop you from bleeding
But your heart beating
Pour faster
Braced for disaster
House of cards windstorm warning
Get out of the way of the run away
Train storming through your veins
Vain attempts at sanity
Planting feet greedily
You need compassion
Accept you're needy
But don't hold on to anchors sinking
Drown down *ed around
The smiles and laughter
Over the surround sound
As the eyes that love you most can
Easily tear holes through
Your skin,
Have to know when to let it out
How to let it in.
The world gushes and rolls
We are stuck to Teutonic flows
Pulled apart and smushed up daily,,
Railed by the stale disposition
Our own decisions carve incisions
Through space and time
And the time we share
Can't compare to the time apart
Broken heart fist plaster walls
Tumbling madly the sanity falls
By the wayside
And we get stuck
Trapped within
With our fears laughing madly
At us
And the justice we seek to
Speak of
Reeks of entitlement
Like we're owed a steady flow of
Happiness from the world
Like we should be able to govern it.
But no,
We've been raised on idle TV
Idly buying into idols
And philosophies that success is guaranteed, taking for granted we can get all we need.
But every seed planted doesn't grow
Harnessed by our environment
By the lack of opportunity
If not the lack of trying
Lying to ourselves to say we're not lazy
Dreaming of pushing daisies to skip the denumont,
A climax unforseeable
Not able to relax and agree
That it is better to be then not
Trot horse blinder caught in the race
The chase
To put value to faces and
Come up cherubim aces
Laced with all our
Frustrations that won't
Can't
Ever go away
Until we let go.
Let it flow
Cry honestly,
Then.


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Ohh.. & Delilah..

check this shit out.. 

brought to you in part by, lol

and when he roll through
with ownership hats..
you roll through..

and guess what..

so do your plates
xD..

de amor, a, amor..
Scarlett sends her love..

p.s.
you looking pretty happy
with the justice league..
your most honorable joker..
signing out..

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Butterflies.. Delilah..

I escaped The Porter House
and Klaud2 for a reason..

just tell me it's real.. 

You still do.. 

After that conversation 

and them licks.. 

plus you always took 

the candy I had to offer.. 

How could I not be your pusher.. 

(just in-case right?)

i had neggas with scrappers on the floor

after she crushed it..  

you hate or love me, untill

that ass stop.. 

and guess what homie, I'm 

gonna end it wit being ontop...

lol... 

girl, you could get

whatever you liiiikkkeee

lik li said hi ;)

yooo.. me and you.. 

imagine what you can teach children...

i told you one day 

we gon' play tennis.. 

you got these girls playing

just brewing that spew..

the first thing I did was offer

you a tennis ball.. 

and said imagine.. 

you got the perfect body 

for it.. 

imagine international athletesism 

certainly goes along way.. 

and when twins wanna sing.. 

imagine the designer ma.. 

you'll love me..  

you'll hate me.. 

and if you came through again

i'm a say.. hey ma.. let's ride.. 

and you gon' have to say.. 

alright.. 

and finally get that fear of skateboards

off of your life, cause who was outside 

in the black caddy riding? 

let alone a fucking fleet of bicycles.. 

lol..

imagine me saying 

you'll look so good i'll suck on

your daddys dick..

imagine you, lol

that's how much you love me.. 

you and me..

those fucking gates closing.. 

you got me in so much trouble.. 

they signed me away to wipe me

clean.. but i'm clean so..  

we gon go, again, and again, and again.. 

i got the funk you got the flex night, lol

ohh girl.. I could spin like crazy.. 

and a small tiptronic that turn green

and its your motha'fucking favorite mix.. 

and i'm there with them asians you hate 

the most, getting tips and wallowed.. 

and you don't even wanna step in.. 

cause good lord not again, 

y el repelperro... 

you right..

for taking her out on a date.. 

at a starbucks.. 

it shouldn't be you.. 

but now.. 

it'll never be me.. 

krystel-krystal

asked me if I could 

go at it in the bathroom.. 

and me declining that 

presumptuous opportunity

for ,you'', to have picked me up that 

morning.. 

would've rather been devastating

or a blessing.. 

she's blind for a reason ;)

right? 

no..mends a heart.. 

imagine a yes.. 

you'll break it over, and over

and over again..

you absolutely hate me

but you wanna smoother 

me wit the cuop... 

and the johnny frankie ocean.. 

and when your miny 

is going that fast.. 

and you land crash.. 

i'm your

hate it or love it 

until my heart stops, cause 

i'm gon' love it until my heart 

stops.. right shun'of playa..

wit the polo cuffed up right.. 

we gon' a world tour..

iTake Photos..

iMagine the sneakers.. 

the watches.. 

forget the tools.. 

and Barbies.. 

lol.. 

you make me worry.. 

at how talented 

you are.. 

and for me to feel like 

you'll just drop it 

for a moment, halt the release

and just take a few pictures 

in Paris, France, and the Greek Isles.. 

iMagine where I use to toke guns 

and ride bikes in 

The Dominican Republic..

and you can sing right through it.. 

on the air miles in first class...

iMagine a little personal jet.. 

at a nice high altitude where 

your blood thins.. 

just to hear those vocals.. 

when I've felt on stage my bones 

crush and I could've sworn I swallowed 

them to mix your voice boxy box.. 

Roo.. lol.. 

we're good friends.. 

so its a gift.. 

and it's a curse.. 

and it's at times its' worse

but life Mammitta.. 

is not guearanteed'..

i miss you.. 

iGuess that's my confessions 

to you.. 

ofcourse i'm gonna wanna hear you.. 

imagine the hours and hours of dating

and drinking coffee, and getting 

splashed by cars with water, lol

things come and go.. 

you really do help me fly..

xD 

you promised.. 

you smiled.. 

and con la cubanita

it's really not that hard to 

iMagine a til' shug shug night.. 

so I must owe you something 

right? 

that's the first thing you gon' go for.. 

so get ready for a second or third.. 

and in Mercat I had her drink 

from the funnel like she was 

garggling.. 

denying request just to see it.. 

lol.. 

i'm nasty.. 

you lik likey..
and by the way.. I bought V flowers..
you might've smelled them..
but..
knowing in my heart something
really really big was gonna happen
i couldn't go..
cause might I remind you..
we on award tour..
and to see that girl on that pole..
might've hurt you the most..
ohh.. and I lifted her and kissed
her on the cheek
:p

ciao..

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Old Friend

We used to sit out
For hours
After the lawn was done,
Talking about warplanes
And raccoons and cars.

A cup of tea
And a donut
A stockpiled kitchen
And a smile

Lottery tickets and the tinge of smoke
Layered on everything
From years of being to old
To change.

There in the musty kitchen
Court TV and
Condensed milk steeped tea
Dads oatmeal cookies.

You loved animals
Hated the neighbor
Quit smoking and handed me
The final pack.

When his wife passed
He remembered their youth
Fishing out in boats

When he lost his license
I knew his days were numbered

Knocking on the door
Bill's not here anymore
Resting in peace
I hope.

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Dear Katie...

Holmes.. 

Katty.. Kate.. 

(only whispered)

in Florence.. 

a Delirium.. 

anyone tumbles..

imagine in New York..

so international..

so distant, yet so close..

and that back kick 

that you didn't witness

went that far huh.. 

no wonder he came

back looking so so so so

very very very refreshed..

I sure drank a pint of

two or two.. 

but not like me.. 

the felt tip of maybe 

3

or according to you 

17.. 

imagine a 47ccmm

by the way.. 

I've gotten smaked 

by the hand by her.. 

and it's still there.. 

some call her Miss.Kattay

and she taught me some licks

xD

and it's still there, and I 

gardened and community serviced it

iMagine playing piano, and that 

so called sport

were you slide the stick.. 

the wick...

we danced, we cried, we parted..

and I might've pulled it for you.. 

i'm sure its still open.. 

did you commune? 

we miss you ;)

please feel free to shed some light on the elderly.. 

as I once did for almost 2 years.. 

visit after visit, after flower, after flower

and she smiled and said, 

you'll smile when you meet her.. 

and I looked at her and said, 

your right..

but I think I'll smile harder.. 

and the her brimness in her eye.. 

slowly dimmed into a very 

non rigid smile.. 

so now, when you were doing work.. 

now you know who was taking 

care of your nah'nah'...

no pun intended.. 

and various said dear goodbyes..

with love, make up, flowers and kisses.. 

Kittay House

2550 Webb Ave #1

Bronx, NY 10468

1(718)410-1420

http://www.kittayhouse.org/
https://www.kittayhouse.org/

I said she..

keeps me bee suie

bussy 

I mean.. 

very personal business 

of mine.. 

and she by now holds the 

key to my heart.. 

and has held it

for such a time..

but.. 

damn.. 

iForgot the last

time I flew.. .

xD

i laugh, 

but for twenty

semi years we both 

know it's not that funny.. 

and all I'm trying to say is

lol

it's really not that serious.. 

and you already know.. 

p.s.

that's a kiss from her to me.. 

and little grr scars to prove it

(that makes me smile)