Here she comes again, hips swinging to me Sweet lady I cried, never let me be! Come hold tight! Don’t lose sight! Stay with me, oh more! he found gold and more! liked her height! treats her right! Last December you brought beauty, but we… mistook her for ugly, but Chika, he…-OracLe ——————————————— She brought […]

I ought to have met mrs Pam Last week Saturday I must see her, come Friday! I should have sent some stories to Leon Two days counting now I must let them fly, come Friday! Caucasian Ovtcharka should have been edited Last Sunday, or the day before. No more delays, come Saturday! I should have […]

Today I will speak only good words I will say to myself be strong! Be sharp like swords Tuesday comes with carrots and cucumbers. spinach, cabbage, oranges and bananas One two! Three, four! Press ups will keep me fit Wednesday is key, energy must be lit! Alcohol, just a cup, won’t make me fall. cigars? […]

I’ve got less words to put it in beautiful its like sieving the joys upon your melanin. To those ones whose stories are flawed wonderful preciously divine, the told instance of sit pin. Those who stitched our ethics as children to our minds, who follow the rules of Madonna but are few in kind. Words […]

Marriage! Yours was a tale of sowing nights repaid to break the chains tied with singles. The ‘gloriousness’ and future had foresight. Do you remember light bells with dark jingles? Dear Marriage Tales of your chains reveal dark secrets, when honey becomes the color of the sea. See the strokes of death, broken with marked […]

Should I believe that the sun has got a cold heart? Or, do the heavens use the sky as boundary? When I die, will my soul still be life’s imagery? In hell, does the cry pause or they’re given a carte? Pictured, perfect permutated priest When they witness waters wasting words on the beast – […]

What really is this babble called mother tongue? Is it possible, I possess no such thing The languages humans hum out must be wrong Aside poetry other English wears thin The languages humans hum out must be wrong A mother tongue? She never taught me to think. Never heard her, only saw her face in […]