Kane, Shay, and Jeff

Kane, Shay, and Jeff

Shay on the corner talking to her good friend, Jeff, was a regular occurrence

but Kane was unaware, so it altered his patience

Kane and Shay had been smoochin’ for bout 7 months

So naturally, he couldn’t authorize these sorts of stunts.

Kane infiltrated the scene to confront the pair

The platonic duo insisted passionately there was nothing there

But, try as they might, their persuasives did not succeed

Kane was convinced that Jeff had to bleed

Jeff repeatedly tried to avoid Kane’s aggression

and Shay attempted to assist his protection

Turns out Shay could not subdue her mate’s abundance of passion

So Kane continued his violent reaction

Kane battered the man

Jeff landed enough blows:

he kicked in his face and shattered his nose.

Still undefeated,

Kane tackled him to the ground

Jeff pulled out his gun

and let off 2 rounds

Shay screamed an awful scream.

Kane misunderstood what was happening,

sought retribution

for a fictitious insult, prompting his own execution. 

Midtown Melee

Midtown Melee

He was the janitor in a 3 room property where some renters lived

he needed to get out the trash.

One man that lived there was mad, told him to never come in his room.

The janitor thought he would pay him no mind-

continue his job he assumed.

The man got mad as hell and contested his presence more belligerently.

As the tenants filled the hall,

The janitor questioned the man’s sanity

Reason for him being there was the job-

That’s all…

So they argued back and forth,

The janitor making his appeal, but the man was paranoid from using dope

his anger, by words, could not be healed.

Blindly he grabbed a lock

and attacked the janitor

beating him savagely til blood filled the hall.

The tenants hesitated to interrupt his drug-induced insanity

but finally,  the altercation did cease.

Janitor left in an ambulance

The man exited with the help of the police.

End of Relationship

End of Relationship

Trespass

Vandalize

Assault

Cry

Repeat.

Cybersex Quan

Cybersex Quan

When Dee walked in the room

Quan was chatting on video

Dee needed to be informed why

was Kita revealing her kitty-hole

and Quan his Oscar Meyer

Did he conclude she had retired 

to the other room for the night?

Was this common practice when she wasn’t around?

Quan replied that his affinity to indulge in the

infraction was contextual

but was mostly the effect of Dee’s

neglect that was sexual

He was also aroused by the non-conventional

That’s why he was on-screen, exposing

his un-mentionables

Dee was dumbfounded and unbelieving

Then informed Quan it was her bat, she would

be retrieving.

When Dee went back into the room

Quan hit the door.

Persistence Pays Off

Persistence Pays Off

Its been a mighty long road

Many nights I had no sleep

Persistence pays off

Stubborn be Winning

Stubborn be Winning

I did not listen

Criticism arrived

I knew I was right

Success

Success

At first

I was afraid

Did it anyway

For Doubters

For Doubters

They tell me

 I’m wasting my time with all this ,

“creativity”

I tell’em,

 “Well, I rather be dead!

Cuz I already am without it!”

Can’t you see?

I’m a mo’fuckin’ genius!

What’s wrong with creativity?”

Two Worlds

Two Worlds

Some say I can’t do anything right

I’m cheerful,

I’m intelligent,

 but I’m not white

They say I laugh too loud and have too much fun

And ask why I’m not normal:

Complacent, silent, miserable and hopeless like everyone

Some say I can’t do anything right

I’m passionate,

and driven,

 and I’m too light

They say I’m not concerned with the right things

Like cars, and drugs and hoes with tongue rings

They say I’ll never succeed, just have more fun

And ask why I’m not normal:

Complacent, silent, miserable, and hopeless like everyone.

Dirty Air Force Ones

I am changing directions here.  For a few months I will be sharing original poems and short stories I have written.

Dirty Air Force Ones

One night I was walking down the street

There was a man with holes

in the shoes on his feet.

Then, along came some young men

One, out in front, taunted and teased

He said whatever cruel and wicked thing that he pleased.

Oh, how they laughed and laughed

in that poor man’s face

When they were satisfied,

vanished,

without a trace.

That man with the holes continued walking down the street

until he reached the fine leather

of his foreign car’s seat.

That next day,

 the one out in front went hopeful

into a job interview

The person in charge

he already knew.

His history to humiliate and harass

Left the one out in front

Out on his ass.