sure thing

what if I can’t stay?

what if there was nothing you could say?

because I know where it ends,

even before we could begin.

but I wanted to hold you

have something to cherish

and be held in return

even if it’s only for a turn

maybe with someone who spins the block

just to see what they dropped

and whether or not they’d get clocked

when I say go, you say stop

maybe you are all that I say I am

clothed with a different face?

now you’re the one I wanted then

and I simply can’t pretend

like I showed you myself and all my flaws

and you decided it was your heart you would guard

and that’s OK we do what we can do

i gave you your space, and let it do what it do

maybe what we had was a sure thing

on yesterday’s plane

obsessed

How can I get this off my chest

I’m obsessed

Had to runaway, leave you behind

Lest you hold my body as well as my mind

In lust with a pitch, intonation of voice

Who’s the man behind the curtain please let me know

Free me from your imprint in such a short time

Yes I’d swallow it if you love me blind

How can I get this off my chest

I’m obsessed

may you be all that I dream and all I need

may you be the one who challenges me

unsubscribe

this membership no longer serves me

as a customer, you do not deserve me.

every year the subscription increases

deliveries turn up in pieces.

infrequent, sub par, all smoke and no fire

delinquent, bizarre, an insurmountable pyre.

not giving all it was supposed to have gave

newsletter says, the customer is to blame.

demand is too high,

expectations unrealistic,

“look around, are you blind?

we’re the best in business!

you signed the dotted line,

can’t kick us to the curb!”

well I pay too much damn money

to be underserved.

as a loyal customer I know you can find another,

I was your first, I know what they’ll discover.

but I promise I won’t give the disclaimer away,

they’ll never believe me, the campaigns underway.

so quietly i click, no response or reply

i humbly confirm, and click unsubscribe.

love, me.

where have we been? where have we gone?

up to this moment, what’s right and what’s wrong?

in suspension, so apprehensive.

the only thing i can do, is be the one who loves you.

all trust has been lost, so we start from zero.

counting the cost, and becoming your own hero.

everything is a blur, illusions abound.

no running, no jumping on the merry go round.

the light and the dark, the good and the bad.

the joy in your eyes, the ache when you’re sad.

the gifts and the talents, the pain and the malice

the temptation to just throw the whole thing away

easily be the victim and everyone else is to blame.

but you made the choice, chose to hide and not voice,

the power and sovereignty you submitted to formalities.

to gods and men, both white and black

until it was your self that was under attack.

deconstruct, decolonize, denounce all you know,

just a seed that’s been planted and starting to grow.

your roots will grow deep as you stretch for the sun,

Spirit and ancestors shield their precious chosen one.

breaking curses, chains and traditions of men,

like a phoenix you rise, a star in the heavens.

gratitude, breathe and release the trauma,

surrender, love and flow through the drama.

you are beautiful, wonderful so creative and free,

you’ve finally learned to love, me.