Even through confusion we found fusion
No need for menus, we both order us
Love of a lifetime, Haley’s Comet
But now...we just living off its’ starry dust
Going through the motions like black hair…
Why has this conditioner harden us?
Proxy---bonded and bounded 2 oxy
Inhaling expletives from exasperation…it carboned us
Man we so far from us
Aliens in our abode, fucking feeling like foreigners-in love
Know the alphabets--not the language--it’s all Greek to me
A stack of words in this pic we painted, but you don’t speak to me
The only reason ya maintaining, cuz you texting them and me
After all these rabbits, monkeys and birds,
I know your faith is fatigued
But you camouflaging me with things from my days at the university
I thought we’d never vanquish, as long as we believed
Damn it’s so hard to sustain when all you see is sea
And you think the world ends, scared of La Niña
Cuz you fear all the niñas, think I’m gonna veer to India
We could discover a new world and eclipse Amerigo
Love conquers all, Cupids nature's imperial
Baby you can both fear it all and be inferior
But you wouldn’t be here at all, if we weren’t superior
It may take a miracle
Either bounce or bounce if ya wit me
...memories only count if ya with me
Recount all the mini-memories
is like accounting for pennies
But then it amounts to a mountain of plenty
reasons we even was, are and will be
Ounces...There’s no many without any
Jack of All Trades...Master of None
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Sunday, December 2, 2012
Thursday, August 9, 2012
Texit
I predicted this would happen, but I still wasn't prepared
Indigently steered in to the wall, and prayed to be spared
Read the revelations from the glass tablet, but I was deafened from the blare
Herald from Seer and heeled by the Sayer
Reared in the womb of her problems
Still neutered off her
Now outgrown the pot of closed doors
But still rooted in her
Tried to detour this runaway train
But still routed to her
Screaming my love through tears that puddle on my screen
But they muted to her
Am I suited for her?
Haute Couture or Tailored
Obscured by the ones from Baylor
I seen the trailer
Wasn't ready for a sequel
The aim was to keep you
So I was game for a reboot
Didn't know I was in the lane for a lame reshoot
Action, Take a zillion
Can't say I hate the persons, but I do hate the feelings
Filled in
Cavity carved the fleeting love of those women
But those are those women
I chose woman, but I knows women
Men go hunting
Women they go fishing
But is it so different
To kill or be caught
They live to be hooked
Ain't lived till I shot
Baby you were gone before you sent that text
Just cuz someone is new doesn't mean they are next...
...options....
....delete message...
...are you sure....
....New Message
Jack of All Trades...Master of None
TRPastiche
@TRPhipps
TRPoetry
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Entrance
Enter me!
The road from an embryo to an entity
I've lost it all..
Bye virginity
Sayonara divinity
Left with my enemies
Them or me, can't be haunted by their memory
In a Mexican Stand-Off with him, I, and inner me...
Please
Don't be afraid!
Be Amazed!
The maze of a raisin in the sun
The raising of a son placed upon a mom
Who gave chase to her wants and never wafted from the brunt
I was made in a dorm
She never stayed in a dorm
She wasn't too dumb, she was just too young...
And dangerous is what they labeled me
My race so enabling
My color so disabling
Maybe I was born with it or maybe it was Maybeline
All made up-A cover
But it's hard to escape the scene
Reality bites I had to figure out away to dream
Over hungers growl, figure out away to sing
You know a hood nigga always had a way to scheme
Like Nino puffin cigars in the carter hid a way like kings...
Of Princes of Paupers-No visit from papa
But he didn't know he had to visit the bastard
Its hard to write that sentence, the pastor
Told me God's my father
You mean the same dude who is the cause of the Christmas disaster
Unwrapping next months late rent
Both them niggas missing in action
Fathers found in my features made in both likenesses
Never thought I turn on TV and see him, I might as well try the shit
I was scared to meet him, didn't think I was man enough
But he stepped up to the plate taught me about manning up
And down
I been making moves since the OJ Trial News
How he gonna show me how to be me…how to be He?
How to be Me?
Why? Because my mother was paying bills
When I wasn't dodging detention I was avoiding getting killed
What's the problem with me sagging, I ranked number 14?
Where he saw potential I couldn't.
He just wanted more for me
To the world I was just adolescent adder
Where you saw a man, I saw a ladder
I saw a gram, when I saw adult
Trying to support my fam, telling time by my shadow
Silhouettes...
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TRPoetry
Married.to.SallieMae
Heisman to Hell
Ain't no Vicodin for heart ache
Running with the truth
White Bronco for the car chase
Absence of evidence is the evidence of absence
Sole witness to the presence of my present for they asses
Whats a crime without passion?
Especially when the passion is crime-She's mine Motherfucker!
I bought them panties you ripped off,
Makeup you messed up-You kissed death when you kissed her
Nicole…
I don't remember our first kiss
But I remember last ones, each one a special gift
I knew what I had, but you didn't know that I had it
Stolen by this nigga covered in blood and one of your fake eyelashes
Tragic? Bitch Please! You didn't suffer nan
I am a MotherKiller, instead of a MotherFucker now
You had kids by me, but you don't want a brother now?
Left him dead at the door, and dared him to say he loved her now
Man I wonder who's the owner of this glove I found?
The tragedy is that I gotta live knowing that I failed
For the first time in my life, and I can't let that ship sail
I hope to end up where your eyes land
But now death to me is jail
It all started with a Heisman
It all ended up in Hell
....strike the pose...
...pull the gun away from your head...
TRPastiche
@TRPhipps
TRPoetry
Married.to.SallieMae
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Monsters
He's a monster.
Oh how I longed to proclaim that, exclaim that, scream that, with the fear of a child-But
I can merely state it
In a stasis of pure belief
She's a monster.
Oh how I longed to proclaim that, exclaim that, scream that, with the fear of a child-But
I can merely state it
In a stasis of pure belief
He's a monster.
Although a beast of a different phylum, he hails from that kingdom
While not royalty,
The crown of broken hearts rest upon his head like thorns;
...He was merely ignorant.
She's a monster.
The evidence of lore and tears from the empty bottles of foolish men's testimony
While not apparent in the forward,
The climax always rears the final punctuations' perpetual fruition
She was the textbook terror.
He's a monster.
He invaded to evade; not to reign
He could have found a yielding and loyal subject,
Who yearned for a sire to claim the exclusive and covetous throne of her heart.
He was a conqueror of hinds, not hearts.
She's a monster.
They way my name's last syllable slipped off her tongue and dove into my hopes
Seduced her horror into my heart
Plunging me into the oceans of her facade mythic depths.
Yet, even without common sense's air, I was able to breath
Her cursed kisses maimed me with gills
He's a monster.
No fool, nor child this road was familiar as my failures
But his grasp, hugs, kisses, and glances painted the Picasso of things hoped for...
...over the reality of things to be-that were
I knew, I just did not want to-That Bastard!
She's a monster
Yet I still swam in my grave, searching for her echo
A zombie, rendered brainless from the mirage of my life's prayers
She caused my heart to think and feel for me!
She effected my heart to think and feel only her!
She defected my heart to hers-That Bitch!
He's a monster.
The memory of his reveal is as clear as pastures
As my defenses last hesitant instincts recoiled,
His true form coiled; and blasted into my vulnerabilities ajar window
Raising up and rearing his frightening yet all to familiar hood
His salacious hunger for his impending feast of my loves satisfaction
Caused his fangs to rain saliva upon like a volcanic ash
She's a monster.
The glorious illumination of her light dwindled to a star from the sun
And as I gave chase, the faint glow grew; slowly outlining gaping and crooked jaws
Littered with the bones of missing Saturday night soldiers
They ached for me to find my home amongst the bed of bodies
And as her gullet created a drain, I flushed any resistance
He's a monster
And as he lunged towards my me
All I could do was accept what is, and do what I knew best
I smiled...
She's a monster.
Roped to her heart hungry stomach,
All I could do was accept what is, and do what I knew best
I smiled...
You see I am a monster.
And with the inevitable looking so inviting
Enticing me to feast upon reality, the foil fantasy
Every predator is prey...to something
....and its feeding time
...eat or get ate...
Jack of All Trades...Master of None
TRPastiche
@TRPhipps
TRPoetry
Oh how I longed to proclaim that, exclaim that, scream that, with the fear of a child-But
I can merely state it
In a stasis of pure belief
She's a monster.
Oh how I longed to proclaim that, exclaim that, scream that, with the fear of a child-But
I can merely state it
In a stasis of pure belief
He's a monster.
Although a beast of a different phylum, he hails from that kingdom
While not royalty,
The crown of broken hearts rest upon his head like thorns;
...He was merely ignorant.
She's a monster.
The evidence of lore and tears from the empty bottles of foolish men's testimony
While not apparent in the forward,
The climax always rears the final punctuations' perpetual fruition
She was the textbook terror.
He's a monster.
He invaded to evade; not to reign
He could have found a yielding and loyal subject,
Who yearned for a sire to claim the exclusive and covetous throne of her heart.
He was a conqueror of hinds, not hearts.
She's a monster.
They way my name's last syllable slipped off her tongue and dove into my hopes
Seduced her horror into my heart
Plunging me into the oceans of her facade mythic depths.
Yet, even without common sense's air, I was able to breath
Her cursed kisses maimed me with gills
He's a monster.
No fool, nor child this road was familiar as my failures
But his grasp, hugs, kisses, and glances painted the Picasso of things hoped for...
...over the reality of things to be-that were
I knew, I just did not want to-That Bastard!
She's a monster
Yet I still swam in my grave, searching for her echo
A zombie, rendered brainless from the mirage of my life's prayers
She caused my heart to think and feel for me!
She effected my heart to think and feel only her!
She defected my heart to hers-That Bitch!
He's a monster.
The memory of his reveal is as clear as pastures
As my defenses last hesitant instincts recoiled,
His true form coiled; and blasted into my vulnerabilities ajar window
Raising up and rearing his frightening yet all to familiar hood
His salacious hunger for his impending feast of my loves satisfaction
Caused his fangs to rain saliva upon like a volcanic ash
She's a monster.
The glorious illumination of her light dwindled to a star from the sun
And as I gave chase, the faint glow grew; slowly outlining gaping and crooked jaws
Littered with the bones of missing Saturday night soldiers
They ached for me to find my home amongst the bed of bodies
And as her gullet created a drain, I flushed any resistance
He's a monster
And as he lunged towards my me
All I could do was accept what is, and do what I knew best
I smiled...
She's a monster.
Roped to her heart hungry stomach,
All I could do was accept what is, and do what I knew best
I smiled...
You see I am a monster.
And with the inevitable looking so inviting
Enticing me to feast upon reality, the foil fantasy
Every predator is prey...to something
....and its feeding time
...eat or get ate...
Jack of All Trades...Master of None
TRPastiche
@TRPhipps
TRPoetry
Monday, June 20, 2011
Orenthal's Room
**Phone Rings**Cleaners: We haven't had anyone call for a shirt, when did you take out your dry cleaning?
Last month my name is ..., my girl usually drops it off my customer number is 789
Cleaners: Oh hi Mr. ..., I met your brother he is a funny guy he came in with your wife last month to pick up your dry cleaning
Cup full of crown, drinkin staring at your name in cell phone
I should call you and go home
But I know your not alone
This good woman I should try,
someone who can appreciate a good guy
One cup for me is too much
I'm about to call yo ass, pick up...
Fuck that nigga that's eclipsing me
I can taste his toothpaste when you kissin me
Fuck that nigga that's inside you now
He better be with you when it all goes down
(Are you home Right Now?)
I might can't do better but I cant do worst
Where has my woman been lately
I might can't do better but I cant do worst
Ill just prayin waitin on you to get here
Another cup of henny, I don't even drink liquor
I don't care how long it takes you to get here
I don't even miss you no more
Confused between nights and mornings
Cuz the sun isn't important
When your pluto....what you mean im not a planet just granite
hook
I used to be addicted to facebook pimpin and tempted by fucking bitches that I almost had
Disappointment
I never knew I had to make an fucking appointment just to call yo ass
Where is the cake cuz--
This is a party yep this is a party
I hope you brought that nigga cuz this is a party
Thank you for comin cuz noone is leavin
God just lost another angel to his own demon
Wish I could go but ain't no escapin from freedom
--And this was torture
Free Clinic Waiting Room this is torture
Kept away from the snakes in the orchard
But damn eve for Christ shakes your just a whore for
The fruits odor, thats why you inhale, engulf and reorder (Another Please)
Hard stay updated when you fuckin the twitter Orca
Dumb bird tryna keep him at capacity
An Opacity to your insecure voracity
Combat Mortality...Fatality
Like Cano took his heart cuz his had yours
And yours has mine and I had to get first
Why in my dry cleaning did I get that shirt?
hook
**Phone Rings**
(You have reached the voice-mail of...Please Leave a Message after the tone)
**Phone Rings**
(You have reached the voice-mail of...Please Leave a Message after the tone)
**Phone Rings**
(You have reached the voice-mail of...Please Leave a Message after the tone)
The roofs on fire, and the floor too...
I got some more juice... Is there more goose?
I don't wanna take it straight or ill get in some trouble...
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Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Beautiful Sprout
We were victims of youth
Suffered from the symptoms of truth
Now to you it was fiction, a dupe
Confused, by the white suit of a love so new
We had the condition of tooth
Armor was enamel
Even though enamored, we weren't armed for a hammer
Love became luv, broken hearts like our grammar
Hands burned by the wax from the flickering candle
Too bad we were affixed to our ages
On each other we were fixated
In you're eyes I saw my life, and my sunshine in the reflection off your big braces
Our break was hard to fix because we had to skip spaces
Its hard to step up the stairs as a pair when your landings in different stages
And you lie in different places, with different people...placeholders
Replacement players took their glow to shine and takeover
We got drunk of local affection, the long distance made it hard to stay sober
No need for calling or texting, physically connected to others
Became dejected and towards the west we turned our rudders
Even after all these years I still smile when I hear ya name
Or whenever I see the flower labeled the same
What we had was an umbrella of us despite the supercell of doubt
So although it never blossomed it was the most beautiful sprout
Jack of All Trades...Master of None
TRPastiche
@TRPhipps
TRPoetry
Married.to.SallieMae
Suffered from the symptoms of truth
Now to you it was fiction, a dupe
Confused, by the white suit of a love so new
We had the condition of tooth
Armor was enamel
Even though enamored, we weren't armed for a hammer
Love became luv, broken hearts like our grammar
Hands burned by the wax from the flickering candle
Too bad we were affixed to our ages
On each other we were fixated
In you're eyes I saw my life, and my sunshine in the reflection off your big braces
Our break was hard to fix because we had to skip spaces
Its hard to step up the stairs as a pair when your landings in different stages
And you lie in different places, with different people...placeholders
Replacement players took their glow to shine and takeover
We got drunk of local affection, the long distance made it hard to stay sober
No need for calling or texting, physically connected to others
Became dejected and towards the west we turned our rudders
Even after all these years I still smile when I hear ya name
Or whenever I see the flower labeled the same
What we had was an umbrella of us despite the supercell of doubt
So although it never blossomed it was the most beautiful sprout
Jack of All Trades...Master of None
TRPastiche
@TRPhipps
TRPoetry
Married.to.SallieMae
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