Come with me,
I'm supposed to help you fall in love with a bumble bee
To remember
We
are connected like a network of roots beneath the surface
Lurking just beneath the surface
You cant quite touch it
This thing's amazing, strange, unpredictable, deranged but Lonesome and Loving where Love means Freedom and absence of judgement
Let go
Let love
Build Esteem that doesn't break down
That doesn't break
Repunish you for your past mistakes
You are not a collection of them
​
This is your dream
Take what you need
Dont allow greed to possess you
undress your spirit, forgetting how to share
Can We Get Much Higher?
I want new poetry
Nothing Conventional.
nothing about us is conventional
Unless the plu code is 420
you dig
​
Clove honey
you dig
natures natural nectar
for which necrophilaics must bow to their knees and beg mercy to queen bees
for they understand quite keen
that we are
exactly,
what we eat.
Turnip or beat
​
We eat
death
​
We are
death
​
We pray for death.
We pay for death.
At the grocery store
So have you found everything you were looking for
today
Bags or boxes
​
Can We Get Much Higher?
Our world is different
We live on an island of cotton candy and barbed wire
Able to retire
on wit, and rhythm and sweet nothings
This shit is everything to me.
I know where we stand,
never questioning the sanctity of my two feet
I am here with roots and vines around my ankles
like buckles,
strapping me to your lap and your lips and your lineage
I am here
Don't push
Don't make it anything but worth it
Not easy but worth it
Rock me real slowly
I am not here to cradle you.
To strangle you
To baby you,
I expect you to show up growed up,
and with the architectural skill
to build
The house of hope and sovereignty we need
Can We Get Much Higher?
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