i sat down last night, as it was raining, and started writing. i only had one line in my head, so i was interested to see where i would end up going. now, all the crutches were still there, dead father, neon, broken anything..., but i had a nice outburst. i got 4 poems written and typed up. i figure if i can do that a few nights each week for the next month or so, i should be able to have plenty to choose from again.
here are the 3 videos for this final day of national poetry month:
on the DVR tonight will be NXT and Dark Side of the Ring.
i'm sure i will watch some of the NBA and NHL playoffs tonight as well.
i should be on here tomorrow after i get all the grocery shopping done.
until tomorrow kids...
fight the power.
fuck racism.
fuck hatred.
fuck war.
fuck the police.
black lives matter.
stay healthy.
wash your fucking hands.
stay off the fucking streets.
get the fucking shot.
De hecho escribí algunos poemas.
be well. be creative. be cool. be quick to send me CASH, panties, hate mail, love letters, broken promises and dirty pennies from heaven.
peace and chicken grease...
music:
Low - Stay
Zach Bryan - Something in the Orange (Live)
Jordan Rakei - Friend or Foe
Trip Cigs - Comeback Kid
Sly5thAve - Liberation
"I believe more in the power of drama than in the power of religion." - Tony Harrison
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
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