Ladylike

He said my mouth was unlady like
Simply because I let profanity drip
I thought before I spoke
Checked my genitals
Making sure my shit was still the same down below...
And said...
I wasn't his lady
Or anything of the like...
And just like it hurt his dick when a broad put too many teeth on it
My tongue feels the pain all the same
When it's bitten.

For Merriam

Waking her...
Sometimes in a rough manner
Sometimes gently
I tear into her
Cautious not to tear her from the inside
But she's mine
All mine
I love her
Devour her ...
Letter by letter
Word by word...
I understand her
She in turn
Nourishes me
With knowledge
Intellect
Substance
Enough to keep me coming back...
And back
And back..
For clarity...
Sweaty...
Hot...
Big headed
Cocky and confident
With my word for the day.

Annual Tuition Increase

My professors should get a raise
For being so gifted
At pretending
To be as smart
As they're paid to be.

Bare Fruit

Un-pierced
Nipples---genitals
You entrust me with your body to be pleased
Soft...smooth
Non metallic flavored
Like peaches...
From a southern orchard
Before they've been pitted
Skinned
Canned
You are my daily dose of
Purity in simple syrup
All in a naturally sweetened
Fruit compote.

Boroughed Blues

Nobody knows nothing like the blues I own
Indigo daydreams
Cerulean fantasies gone wrong
Rich prospects for the indigent
Black and beautiful
Dreams broken down
Abused
Misused and...
Deferred
In an instant
But this is the life
C'est la vie
Through the Harlem Renaissance I survived
Close your eyes
And you still wouldn't be able to imagine
What it was like
But for the sake of arguing
I'll submit
You can live vicariously
Through collections
You are the last
For rest...
Have taken fragments hues of blues
And gone.

Mindful

So yesterday
Somewhere between the silent treatment
And the interactive boredom
I lost my mind
So...
Today...
I backed tracked
And...missed it
Fast forwarded...
Absent minded
Found it
Now it's sitting on my desk
With the books
And all the other educated looking props...
I've found the portal to my sanity...
I'm just not ready to use it...
I like my excuse to go off sporadically...
"Plum monkey fuck you in the nuts"
Phrases and such...
Don't go over so well
When there's the perception that I have all my marbles in the jar...
Or my mind
In my head...
So...
I'll donate it to science...
The homeless...
The less fortunate
Any reason to say my mind
Is still...
Lost