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INK

. it don’t signify

like blue black wrinkled old men

in stingy brims

teeth clenching 5 dollar cigars

breath smelling of gin and knowing

from a distance

whose eyes grin

as they eloquently explode

divine curses

like corks from aged wine

you gotta shake ya head

so it don’t hit ya Continue reading

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That New Millennium Dime: i, Installment # 16

i am the she/ & shes the builder/ reformed once lost/now seeking found/i say dont scratch too deep/you might be frighten by what you see/i see forever/it makes me cry/i remember to try/i been known to stumble/i seen i fall/i found clarity … Continue reading

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That New Millennium Dime: The People, Installment # 12 pt 2

Part Two we the people/ who/us/me & u/ the wolves work for us/read the constitution/not a good read but it sold well/ in our name/we the people/don’t care how u got here/we the people payin the cost/of the wolves/who boss … Continue reading

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That New Millennium Dime: The People, Installment # 12 pt 1

Part One for the people/ we the people/the people/ tied to the land/ dust to dust/ born in hope/ better tomorrows/ long days/ long nights/better tomorrows/we work/ we pray/ dreaming of better tomorrows/ the people/ unaware of the wheel/ the … Continue reading

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That New Millennium Dime: The Artist, Installment #11

the artist/writes/murderous verbalist/ C4 B4 u cud write/the artist/has moved /grown/out of chaos/N2 purpose/this is not mellowing wine/this hard liqour/it aint checkers yungsta/ live then hollar @ me/battlescars & stripes/ i write/murder she wrote/w/ea lethal pen stroke/as tears flow/hate 2 … Continue reading

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That New Millennium Dime: Elders, Installment 10

what u gon’ do w/mama/?/ what she do w/u /wipe yr nose & ass/ now u mad /wont be long b4 u gonna need yr ass wiped 2/ what u teach n ya’ kids/?/ /what u gon’ do w/ mama/?/ /what … Continue reading

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That New Millennium Dime: 9th Installment: Children

They say children are the future/if there is a future it should be guarded by your children for their children/ children as guardians/future children/ children must stand on the past/change it/destroy it/rearrange it/obliterate it/but you must stand on it/perhaps in spite of /or/ because … Continue reading

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