Accept This

 Wide eyed with MTV on the mind,

        Store bells register the memory of every visit

    where the other kids ask “Why buy something so plain?”

when i vote and elect to pay dues to traditional potato chips

Unassuming in a yellow bag

    Assumed AMERICAN by way of French Connection

Pair with Jewish Deli Cuts, to jailbird bologna molestations

         to after school Detroit survival measures till momma comes home late 

   to fry leftover juvy detention

 lunches on a hot plate

    The basis of basic,

Based on Blue Collar humble beginnings

A message inspired by Dochiidelic

 Alternate the you & I verse

   where the universe doesn’t stall out

destiny’s children from reaching adolescence 

        My idled essence of “I define mine”

Has been picked apart and sampled unclear

I found you down a road less travelled 

appalled

   at the tourist attraction it had become 

You travelled west guided by northern starlight 

   to remind me of slave trained freedom runners

and the liberation of groovy funkdafied self discovery 

under African Sun’s,

     Philippine Island Stars,

and (repar)nation under god that still has yet to repair Nutten’ for the coffeecolored  coated backs that built it from the cotton fields, to the railroads, to the farms labored

I travel back to present day where reincarnated 

   descendants of Rosa Parks remind me to find:         

                                balance, 

Martin & Malcom with Lapu Lapu resistance

     and to not sacrifice the artist for the sake of exploitainment

  

P.s. 

let them expose themselves at your arraignment 

W     Elevate yourself at your actualization, forego the need for external validation to get the message of Illmatic across disproving the need for Def fills towards American Gangster expression

From the Great Planes

 In celebration of the passing of storms,

I close my blinds when the sun comes out 

and continue my dimly lit escapades down neon pads

& yellow stationary fields 

          Paternal naysayers have been attempting

 to barter the sanity of offspring 

and their chosen path to succeed groovy individualism 

      The heights of unintroduced brothers reached in ‘01 now seem attainable 

The Blues-printed the story underneath it all and Latimore sings

Grape Kool Aid

I’ve always wanted to travel time 

and have the birth of a runaway on

       a thrift store jacket that Prince wore 

when he first fell in love 

         The memory of conception 

started when the broken guitar strings 

   amped the basses of blue beneath

the surface 

I picked up the notes 

    and the shadowy depth

revealed where Darling Nikki

    hid when the freaks come out 

at night 

                              The way she made me feel

I was certain I could give her something to 

swim in 

     But no one told me she was capable 

of swallowing the ocean 

         Drown me in all of your saltwater sorrows, she begged

               I bartered my extortion of unkissed tips of ice

                     for her satiated but also now,receptive curiosity 

      Just as long as you listen intently, you can comfort me while chewing my buttery future

Found but not lost

 Clouds raining sewer water 

         a week 

after period flow

that passion & bloodlines

 in the drop will

re-affirm the fertile soil 

gives birth most lush when blood 

is shed and excuses 

puddle in the fields

Familiar city landscapes with

gibberish fluent song singers

Standing up to apparitions 

that inspired minor scale 

notes

The praised begger seeks

    Sympathy in front of an audience

that clearly see down in the distance of

his lost direction

But all he’s focused on 

 Is to ask them “I wrote my greatest, please read it.”

postSCRIBE:

   To 2 conflicted supporters,

My cynicism and adoration go out to you.

Paranoid kisses

1-800-Deferr’d

 i guess this is the one that i hold onto,

there was so many more 

but for some reason i just forgot
from time to time we all need someone 

       to,

remind you should write the answers in ink…

       a tragedy bitch’s brew so poisonous it causes Miles Davis & the pastor to rethink

the homeless man rant

 with diamonds buried underneath the gibberish,

Laced with intellect x illiterish 

my ears ain't so good at tellin' the difference no more

remember the man that followed the trail of ripped out pages to his own salvation,
heard foxy brown sing and decided never to cum back

an Untrained track void of any symbols that could

or signify what should’(vebeendone)

but all know who will 

     Once the songs been sung by spoiled stomachs

Can anyone be undone once the hunger leaves 

road maps of chewed up bones to the dream deferred 

      Then found, by

grace of fortunes kiss on a stroke of unintent

Let Serendipity express displeasure in the room full 

of treasure hunters asking where the procrastination 

             Led them astray…

One more night alone as try to dream into peacefulsleep,

        Tomorrows a new day. I guess

The Blues Print