Month: September 2014

Antibiotics

I’m sorry for your vagina,

do you need a panty liner?

Or do you need a tampon

it’ll stop the blood six hours long

just pick your size, super plus or petite

given your estrogen, and your lacks of balls

the regular size would fit you because

you’re just like everyone else I know

You lie and lie and make me the hoe

I’m the crazy one, you’re free to go

and let me warn you gals….

this dude here won’t be your pal

even though you think he will..

so go ahead and try it just make sure you’re on the pill

and lots of antibiotics.

STD

Ok, I’ve calmed down

It’s quiet in here there isn’t a sound

of anything but pork chops a’frying

my beauty and my cooking are the only thing vying

to get you to love me with all of your heart

then maybe them hoes won’t tear us apart

but they probably will, anyway

it’s ok if you go astray

I’m so fucking used to it

no more will I throw a fit

unless you bring me home a disease

like TRICKOmonas, AIDS,  or herpes

then both of y’all done, JUST LIKE THAT

I won’t need no gun or no bat

I will beat you down with my bare hands

you’ll be dusted and crumbled just like some sand

that you find on a beach on the gulf coast

dispersants, and oil….you’ll be nothing but toast.

Pissed

I am pissed but I don’t wanna be

I feel the anger bubbling all inside of me

yeah my guns are loaded

but they not loaded to the max

I wanna be a lumberjack and throw a fucking ax

straight into a tree

but that’s just not me

I love all the trees and the trees love me

so let me re-state it, cause I hesitated

I balked with the chalk when the rhyme got first related

I wanna put an ax through a fucking bitch’s head

…..yeah…that’s what I said.

This is just a poem.

First Amendment….I won my right in Federal court. Fuck ya’ll..

Calling it a day

How do I learn to not give a fuck

to see it coming and to duck

to become invisible

or become divisible

only letting bullshit hit

the parts i am comfortable with

I am an equation

out of desperation

I’m tired of hiding

I’m tired of the chiding

I’m tired of hearing crazy

or hearing that I’m lazy

that I don’t do a thing

I don’t work for a living

but look here, see, it’s because all my love Ima giving

it takes it all the rest away

I have no time to run and play

when the night time comes

I call it a day.

The Real Deal

You thought you’re gonna get him

but no ma’am you are not

your eyes are dead inside

and your pussy ain’t as hot

as mine

my Y  keeps him in line

when I made him him blow last time

my love, he almost died

he yelps and he moans,he whines and he screams

and yes, my man can be so very fucking mean

when I get so mad at him

because I AM HIS QUEEN

and you are just a drone

a piece to get him blown

but my love is real and it’s something he can feel

cause he knows that I AM THE FUCKING REAL DEAL.

…and you’re a side hoe.

and no…I ain’t talking about Nancy.

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Texas Tornado

The Texas Tornado done rolled through again

my dwelling so intolerable, the worst it’s ever been

half my stuff in storage and the other all around

I wish it were in boxes but no, it’s on the ground

This is what happens when I get hit with a session

of horrible, terrible, nasty ass depression

I will let it go to shit because I think I’m gonna die

or be put onto the street without my wings to fly

My wings are there but useless here on this damned earth

The third dimension way too dense way too much girth

We’re all bottom feeders in this ethereal food chain

I didn’t know it either til I met Mary Jane.

Happy Birthday

Happy Birthday, brother, I hope your day is good

I’d say this to you in person, and I do wish that you would

talk to me sometime, even though it seems a bother

We’ve hardly spoken in our lives,

we don’t share the same father

You grew up with mommy and I lived with my dad

and more than anything I wanted was the life you had

and I know it wasn’t easy, mommy,often never home

she was still inside the house, but her mind was sometimes gone

Two weekends out the month was all I ever got

to spend some time with ya’ll and I loved it a lot

I got to do all the fun things a kids supposed to do

like climbing trees and hiking woods and riding my bike to

the Burger King that was located way across the hood

mommy always let me, and for her I was so good

I was bad for my dad cause he didn’t treat me like he should

I really want to talk to you, if only an hour or two

I want to know about my mother cause there are so few

who really knew our mother and knew her very well

I know you knew her best and I’d love to hear you tell

me some stories from the past that I never did hear

the ones I heard from dad’s side only instilled in me some fear

I never thought she loved me

because that’s what daddy said

he told me she came home one day “go get sarah out the bed”

“you two get away from me, both of you get out”

I was barely two years old with all of this about

After that I never saw our mother again

until  six years old, that’s a lot of years to mend

when a child is so young and had her dad wash her brain

Now I’m almost 40 and I feel like I’m insane

I miss our mother dearly and I wanted you to know

every time she spoke of you, her face would surely glow.

Happy Birthday!

Love,

Sarah