Sentiments of the Cerebral

10 Dec 2006

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Final Notice

I saw Death caress the neck of her
The rest of her rest in peace within the sepulcher
“Love lost love gained,” sang the messenger
The one truth is that pain is the lecturer
Fame is the death of us

Chained to the nebula

Ocean deep is he who sees through the veil of us
But never takes it off

Laid upon a bed of myrrh
Stars flowing through my veins where the final war
Will be fought upon the plains of my darkest thoughts
“Make it stop,” screamed the child as his eyes watched on

But it did not; instead it fades into the final chorus
The final song the final days the final silent opus
The final grave the final night the final hocus pocus
Alakazam this final prayer is your final notice

So take heed

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8 Dec 2006

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The Speech

I’m tired in an empty seat
It’s full of me, but I’m dozing off
So I can’t see

I’d rather sleep
Instead of hearing
What you got to say

I wanna leave
Give me room
Let a person breathe

I’m suffering

Suffocating on the
Empty words

Distracted daze
Got me in a cage
Of passive verbs

Let me out
Let me live free
And be me

Let me eat
Let me practice
What I never preach

Let me breathe

Let me see what
I wanna see

Let me swim
Let me fly
Let my prescience seep
Into the sky

Let my roots
Sink forever deep

Let me drink
Let me die
A forever sleep

It get’s me high

When they talk about
What they don’t know

About my chance
About my fate
About where I can go

I wanna laugh
Wanna cry
Wanna cut the throat

Of the Man
Understand
This is how it goes

Let me live

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7 Oct 2006

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How I Feel About You

Shafts of light melt icy will
Causing a river of emotion
To cascade down a mountain of desire
Reaching for the salty oceans of love

Thoughts evaporate
Into clouds of intelligence
Occupying a sky of acquired knowledge
Raining wisdom
Upon grounds of understanding

Muddying my perception

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17 Jul 2006

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Possibilities

Just as you were walking out,
I was walking in.

The catalyst that caused the death
of a dream that could have been.

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27 Apr 2006

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the birth

dazzled and blinded by glances
from stars that lie distant and hard to find
glist’ning from darker skies

witnessed and listed
it’s fitted to brighter minds

kisses from heaven they lifted from
mama’s thighs
wet red and bawling
and screaming and traumatized

the soul saw its chance and it leaped and
they harmonized

and so now the dance
will begin until harder times
when soul departs man and we weep
and we cauterize
wounds that are ragged and deep

a dragon that sleeps in our dreams
can be seen in our father’s eyes

passed down for us to repeat
until us turns to me

and I slowly speak of
my father’s crimes

oh how blessed are we

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23 Mar 2006

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Opportunities Past

Gliding, like bird, low over ground
Never touching soil

She runs over the pavement of my mind
Each footfall echoes like thunder within my
Inner ear

Beauty graces the scene
Artistry of a nature unparalleled

To my grave will this graven image follow me
To this day does that perfection inspire

Flawless flower of woman blossomed
Ocean deep the feelings stirred

Like river flood, rush of thoughts
Aphrodite unveiled

Heaven parts and you step forward
Fog my thought and then disappear

Gift of sight, feast for eyes, inspiration
For that one moment I truly submit
And ask for your forgiveness

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23 Mar 2006

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Gutter Child

She was lost, beautiful gutter child
Life for her was killing time
Remorseless eyes shimmered
With missing tears, as Chronos died

What’s left after? Nothing
Can come from nothing
Youthful forever melts
Into an adult’s dying laughter

She grew quickly, for no one can deny
The streets’ aging factor

She lived fast a slow death
Knowing that our lives are slow torture
Your dying screams
Are your life giving breath

I admired her strength
She never questioned “why” to the unseen
We purposefully never tried to find the lost tears
But still, we surreptitiously peeked

Into dark shadows as we walked by. A hope of a hope
Searching for that small pinpoint of light

Our minds spoke through the thick haze of smoke
So we could both say it was the high talking
Our mother was hard, our father was cold
Yet we embraced them both

The solid concrete womb that we stepped
Ran jumped and played on as kids
And grandmother Black Maria
As she crept quietly to strangle the day

Guess that makes us demigods huh
Like everything else with us, never whole

We love but never loved
You were married to this life
And could never take another
As are we all

And I still make love
To beautiful Black Maria
When she spreads her surface
Over my sky like a sheet

Incestuous adultery
But we all do it

I heard they took you away
I can’t lie and say that since
My skies have been overcast gray
I have loved and been loved

I have thigh searched
And never returned love
Untamed emotions rule over us
Slave to the inner

But the outer stays cool
You know, gotta look the part

We spoke, but it was empty of the heart
That we both show to the enemy
Once you told me that when you look into the mirror
You see the face of enmity

Where you once saw infinity
Trapped in the dreamy frames
Of eyes belonging to a
Pretty young thing in her late teens

But even then you knew, beautiful gutter child
We always swore that together we would walk the miles

But now you’re gone
A different kind of lost

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6 Dec 2005

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Dilemma

After telling him I was broke
Had no car and no job
And couldn’t get one without the other
He turned to me with that slight grin
That never leaves his face
“Nigga, you better sell that neem”

Neem being a word used for crack of course
Funny story behind that but at the moment
Not so important

Just remember
That every now and then
The language shifts

New metaphors
For the same life

Gotta keep it fresh

He goes on to tell me my life’s story
“Son,”
He says
“You are the only person
That doesn’t touch the stuff.
Your brother, your uncle, your aunts
Got it to distribute.

Your fucking grandmother got re-up!
How fucking ill is that?”

Not ill meaning ill
But ill meaning real
Not real meaning concrete
Or tangible like steel
But real meaning so deep
Transcending the surreal

The vernacular of the hood
Is poetry itself

So many meanings in one word
Like English deferred
At the same time sped up
During meetings at the curb

I watched my mother smoke it
From as far back as I can remember
I watched my father pull guns over it
I watched my grandmother cut it up on
The kitchen table as I asked her what
She was getting me for Christmas
I watched my younger brother go to jail
Police showing photographs of the sale
I watched my other brother’s behavior
The hyperactive personality
As natural as calves with two heads
I watched from the insides of more houses
Than I care to remember
Passed from place to place like a parcel
I watched police kick in doors
And FBI follow