MLK Day

ooo I'm allergic to being a dork,
ooo I'm allergic to being a ho,
ooo I'm allergic to the good shit
the bad shit,
especially the extremely bad shit,
awfully rugged, rigid, grating, strafing,
instadeflating shit -
ain't allergic to your mama,
ain't allergic to your mans
i feel blessed and unstressed frolitickin
springs slim pickins ripening on the vine
ain't you i'm allergic to, not a plague
not divine, just a bit of stardust,
which never sucks,
but of stardust, ..
butt of stardust,
ain't allergic never spastic ball not dropping
bounce unstopping, it's little stubby hand
in my hand, no arresting, no extradition,
just like a brand new addition,
my heart, my ass, in hand,
my hand, ooo I'm allergic to trees
yet this makes no sense to me,
makes no sense to me ..

crow is in the hawk -

how do i know?

crows wing is out laying in the field..

told

Told later I'd been checked into the ER as a young man in distress
Told I seem like my daddy must've fucked me
Told I look like a junkie
Told I am an artist
Told I am sweet in bed
Told the world would never recognise me
Told I'm more gay then straight
Told I'm most definitely straight
Told I seem nervous
Told I was the most brave
Told I'm inspirational cus I'm positive
Told I had to be left, cus I'm so damn negative
Told to do a B
Told to suck a dick
Told to meditate
Told how to navigate the sea by stars
Told I might not be the marrying type
Told there's a rose in my heart
Told to make books
Told back in high school they called me The Shelf
Told I am a voice
Told I am a slut
Told to be quiet
Told my name is baby
Told I wasn't a slut, I was advanced
Told I was gifted with baby birds
Told never to pray for myself
Told there is no god
Told
Told to freeze
Told there's an eagle on my back
Told I was a witch
Told I shine
Told we are for holding
Told my brain waves have a mellow pattern
Told the world is ending
Told we would see each other again
Told not to come
Told my baby would be a thug
Told messes are telling
Told I am a pimp
Told the baby didn't make it
Told to submit my work
Told my eyes are so clear I must never take drugs
Told I must never tell anyone they would never understand
Told I'd probably want more tattoos because my generations fond of pain
Told I must've been mistaken when I named my first cat urethra
Told I'd had orgasms when I had not
Told to smile
Told it would just hurt for a while
Told I was magnificent that one time in the wind
Told I have the most beautiful sobriety
Told to start a revolution

when rain come twist

naghma - 6 year old sold into marriage to pay off parents debt

in prayer for malala