Dancing in the middle of the street
…with a song on repeat
Rhythmic movement tripping over my own feet
I escape…

The sounds of the cars don’t pollute my mind
In fact at this moment in time
I’m free

Arms spread wide spinning in circles with my eyes closed
Seeing things unseen I conquered the theory of time fold
My souls old

“It seems, as one becomes older,
That the past has another pattern,
and ceases to be a mere sequence…”
Or a trance, non happenstance…
So im in the present partnered
with dance



Cracked Crayola

Cracked Crayola

Broken Crayons and blank canvases
formula for the colors
yet I don’t know what the answer is

Masterpieces from disasters, no sharpener on the box
using the brown backend to outline the jagged rocks

Lightly shading clouds with the unraveled paper of blue
dreaming of being with the picture cuz it’s a better view

Bright sun rays set a blaze for a scene that looks mellow
outlined my shine with dull reds crumbled yellows

Envisioned with smiles though it looks sharp and mean
all my blades of grass are the same color green

And the recked rec center field appears to be Wales mountain Blorenge
so I sketch it on out with my half pieces of orange

There’s people all around staring at what I’m wearing
while trying to discover…
…My suit it’s purple got it at Shoppers World with my mother
with my black penny loafer they were hand me downs from my brother

Broken Crayons and blank canvases
formula for the colors
yet I don’t know what the answer is

I draw what I see and it’s never what it appears
there has to be more than 7mile
man I gotta get outta here

Couldn’t complain that my hand wasn’t the same
it was awkward like being 10 times the size of your nickname
Let them have their 24
you take that 8
with the right frame of mind your image will still be great

Lifes ups and downs all comes with the mixture
take whatever colors you have and make the perfect picture

Cracked Crayola


All sonnnets of this piece are replaced by tweets from the character “the dope chick” based off my series “The Story”

Please read the part 1 of “The Story” titled “Warriors Luck”
Then part 2 titles “The Note”

Starring- The Dope Chick and I guess you can say her twitter

Twittertry (Twitter +Poetry)

the_dope_chick “found a note in my bag 2day & I hope ur payin attn, I made my decision bcuz u didn’t listen ur lack of persistence =me missin

The_dope_chick “Ooooo niggas be trippin, he better get up out my mentions, his intentions is impossible cruise along from this mission”

The_dope_chick “i mean I ain’t tryin to be all in my feelings, but he makes me sick giving all the right symptoms, but he not the cool kid-
The_dope_chick “so he can keep wishing

The_dope_chick “this heart is unforgivin & willin or not willin my decision needs no fixing so 4 him happiness is forbidden& im unforgiven”

The_dope_chick “my laws & culture just isn’t torture it makes me a vulture& u are my prey and I’d pray 4 u but I lay with him so I ask Him-
The_dope_chick “to protect them…I sinned”

The_dope_chick “but maybe we can be friends no secrets visits can be frequent but I wont apologize if your heart gets weakened”

The_dope_chick “cuz I chose for now & now is all I have if I surpass my present 2 b broken dont forget bout me or laugh,say hello..all I ask

The_dope_chick “ur poetry is pleasin but ur not here for this season to fault me for non believin is an unfair reason accusing me w/treason

The_dope_chick “U r a hope filled beacon for a lost soul demon while my boat sinkin your arm’s reaching, but I go under with one last wave”

The_dope_chick “curtains closin I applaud @ur praise,4 u stood strong as a warrior u r brave but sorry @uncoolkid @The_dope_chick cant b saved