Chazz
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Sometimes I sit and think about the stories and the lessons that I will one day have to teach my son.
How to tie his shoes
Potty-training
What is LOVE?
Where is the LOVE?
Make you feel my LOVE.
I’m in LOVE with a stripper…
Pop culture has a funny way of trying to tell me what LOVE is
I have emerged
My white quills extend past my arms by meters
I have been given the ability to lift myself and soar
No longer will I cast this dark shadow over myself
I am still Human
I am no Angel
The Symbol of absolute freedom
The Symbol of total falsity
The perfectly measured out blocks of wood conjoined in the high center of one and the dead center of another.
Often times the synapses in my brain trigger a thought of a question that has been debated over many of generations
Although the question to most is in the form of one to another
They say that your past defines your present
If there is truth in this statement then I am sorry
I can never belong to you
Because my present state is a man of steel
A man of iron
The life giving organ enclosed in a bony tomb in the center of my breast pumps rapidly
It tries to spread its feathery wings to fly away
But it can’t
The night has shown me many things, things that after seemingly seconds of slumber have infected my brain like a parasite.
I am left with nothing but the remnants of these moments inside.
You take a look around seeing the jigsaw puzzle pieces of stones that make up the right wall of the house that you have spent half of your life in.
I don’t watch Horror Films
Death has been made up to be this symbol of horror and terror.
We watch Movies about people being slaughtered and massacred
We listen to the Songs that deliver clever rhymes about being slayed
I don’t know you, but I want you all the more for that sweet taste of life upon your lips
The delicious burn of lust on your tongue
Every one of your taste buds touching mine tasting and feeling like the salt on a pretzel
Cancerous cells that are called infatuation in my spirit fill my head with dreams that I forget when I awaken depicting our kiss on the lips in the moonlight and the cool breeze that skates across my flesh in the hot summer.
