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

Glow!

......

Remember  Who  You  Are...

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

​

.....

Boss Mode

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?

Can We Get Much Higher?