October 15

A whimper can be heard
from the first
up to the third
floor where they stir
sadness the sentence
like a sickness
gripping like glimpses
of lost christmas wishes
and in his dimmest
most hopeless minute
he see's happiness
from nearby apartments
all thats in her arms
is a doll and car
but her happy heart
can be seen in the dark
just moved from mobile park
pa takes a spark to
a carved glass jar
talkin' on the cellular
but there in her kitchen
she's standing there grinning
thankful for what she's given
even though she asked for a kitten

October 16

Rosy red cheeks
standing there smitten
with his christmas wishes
of a new kitten
though his parents insist
he's not gonna get it
his fingers stay betwixt
'til the night of St. Nick
where he'd wait til morn
to crawl from his dorm
and pray to the Lord
there was a little kitty in store
there by the tree
was a box for He
persian or siamese
please let it be
as his hands shake
he opens the case
tears streaming down his face
there in his kitchen
he's standing there smitten
what a tragic christmas
with no kitten

October 13

you won the lottery
it's not something you wanna be
it's somethin' you gotta be
and probably
people are watching me
almost constantly
people are haunting
constantly following
I've worked days and years
to grace your ears
with my name to peers
remember it clear
connect my role
put on for show
to that of an adult
who knows best
I humbly confess
despite rep and success
I'm far from perfect
connect with my intellect
don't srutinize
the music guy
cuz you can't provide
a good role model

October 12

I'm beaten and bloody
and bruised
cement boots my shoes
ocean view on this death cruise
a glowing fuse
attached to C2
the next move is
boom boom to the boom
til I'm on fire
like smoke or flames
of desire
I perspire like a liar
on trial for murder
with possession
on the back burner
in a fervor
I'm on fire
like the burning bush
like the dankest kush
or a Mongolian cook
need to dive in a brook
like a native Chinook
from the history books
take a closer look

October 11

it's been far too long
since our lives have pulled apart
I've been working at Wal-Mart
pushing carts
heard you gripped steel bars
multiple felony charges
one for stealing a car
then charging the card
found in the dash
a grand in cash
as they cuffed your hands
remember the security cams
might as well have prints
and the realest shit
is you ratted your click
to a pig for nothin'
but I'll brush the dust
cuz I know bloodlust
gets the best of us
and we all fuck up
so man what's up
nothin' but love
and best of luck
to challenges come

October 10

Hey Chris
it's been a minute
since we spent
a minute to visit
and define in vivid
color and explicit details
from high school to prison
to working in retail
seeming slower than a sea snail
no melanin, completely pail
I remember who posted bail
every time he went to jail
I remember every tale
told with vanity and valor
it's crazy how things change
with age I can't explain
from failsafe to insane
praying they don't incarcerate
you for your addictions
hopeless a good description
diminished
nitroglycerin

P.S. I guess I'm in an abstract mood

October 9

love is like a cigarette
look it up on the internet
it's in your best interest
it can be cold as Winterfresh
it's an addiction
you don't need a prescription
and it's an affliction
leaving you diminished
it's a religion
that doesn't exist
it's a superstition
that's as real as it gets
love is a vice
a double edged knife
the love of your life
might stab you from behind
loves like a stogie
with smoke rolling
it makes you forget you're lonely
and makes you more controlling
but loves like a claw
clenching your jaw
and when you withdraw
loves gone

October 8

I'm walking the strip
when from nowhere I get
a whiff of a familiar scent
it smells like shit
and I don't want no shit
so I continue to skip
but think for a minute
I should get that shit
pick it up
my compliments
scoop it up
like a gentelman
but the mass is so big
like shit coming out of shit
the little baggy ripped
and the shitload dripped
onto the pavement
that piece of shit
and some little kid
thinks it's hilarious
screw you dude
for being rude!
I've got something you can do
eat this poo

P.S. Ya I decided to write an entire rhyme diary about feces, so sue me

October 7

I've got to escape
these bars of clay
my legs are chained
my heart is raped
but I take the blame
burnt and disgraced
like a chicken filet
with a horrible taste
like chemical waste
wanna take my fate
and shave my veins
with a box blade
waiting in limbo
how low can you go
vultures, ravens, and crows
know the color of my soul
receding like an undertow
no melody I could compose
I suppose could denote
sending me deeper below
I've got to escape
these bars of clay
I've got to get away
like Lenny Kravitz sang

October 6

sometimes the worlds so small
like standing room only
sometimes I don't know who to call
when I'm feeling lonely
sometimes they all
seem like one trick ponies
stealing all the glory
as I'm layering pepperonis
I'm no soccer goalie
but my one goal be
for those who know me
and my Lord that's holy
to hear my tongue rolling
and hear my voice throwing
they'll be listening closely
and their hearts will be toasty
my deepest of dreams
is for my family
to turn on the TV screen
and see me on channel 3
a beacon of hope
through the perilous smoke
I just want you to know
you're not alone

October 5

the size of the line
to see Tech N9ne
blows my paradigm
like a M-79
but I'm not bothered
worried about the concert
my names on the roster
and there's my man Robert
he's on the tour van
meeting Tech N9nes whole band
Kutt, Krizz, and Prozak
he snaps a pic with his cam
I'm like hell ya
you're clearly a bad ass
I'm standing with the fans
in the Wilma bandstands
I throw my hands up
like I'd throw a tantrum
I should be handcuffed
as I grind on my love
the building packed
with fans of rap
the bass kick and a clap
and the tic of a hat

October 4

where do I start
this mixed media art
about how you climbed the charts
and took over my heart
far from a farce
if you'd like it I'd carve
our initials in bark
my love like a spark
that could flame the big bang
and nothing you can say
could break my array
even if you were to say
you don't feel the same way
I'd wait for the day
we'd embrace even in the case
I'd wait in the grave
more than I need me
I need her deity
on my knees begging please
I love you more than anything
I'd love you more than the first
I'd love you more than the next
in sickness til death
this is more than make pretend

October 3

I want to shout hurrah
as I punch the clock
it seemed I'd never be off
headed to a flower shop
sorry they're closed
a rose stolen from a headstone
is the most I could devote
before nine o'clock snow
the movie that we're seeing
me and Jillibean my sweetie
is Burn after Reading
which has my heart rapidly beating
not expecting to be seeing
such a cinemetic treat
George Clooney repetitively
switches sheets and cheats
and Brad Pitt loses his mind
trying to work the FBI
but don't just take my advice
I'm just writing about my night

October 2

An eerie calm
on purple morning
the robins song
an early warning
of Murphy's law
dew in the morning
grass like coleslaw
thunder is rolling
like a Garth Brooks song
before too long
the white snow will drop
like chalk on the sidewalk
spirits are high
though temperatures not
have some chocolate hot
for that sniffle and cough
the green tree's
are now free of leaves
frost like a sheet
of vanilla ice cream
pull out the blanket
fire stirring like demons
change is the name
of the game of the season

October 1

Burn and crash
spinning hubcap
fire and ash
this abstract
midsize to compact
this is a definitive rap
defining my black
shaded sunglasses
that's blotting the sun
I succumb
like icy hot: numb
to the drums
of the tribes
that supply
the anthem of the night
this imperialized
society
is trying me
anxiety
driving me
and her connected
yet disconnect
dream complex
rests in death



P.S. If you can figure out what this means, please feel free to let me know

September 30

You know that friend
that's not really a friend
who makes you upset
to the point of beet red
he's dumb as a stump
and the lyrics he hums
make you wanna stuff
a punch in their gums
you didn't know
if they're homo
but they promote
chode logo's
like American Eagle
Buckle, or Express
listening to Divo
get over it people
anyways
the point I wanna make
isn't that I hate gays
just these stupid face
dudes with no clue
who laugh about poop
like their IQ
is smaller than two

September 29

much much respect
to Jordan Benesheck
for being so fresh
with his freestyle complex
and every single word
is better than the first
his immaculate verses
the best I've ever heard
I try to construe
a verse equally as cool
but no white dude
could improve such a smooth
well layered take
straight off the brain
some would say it's great
I was quite amazed
and to top it off
he threw down a beat box
and didn't stop
'til twelve o'clock
like Snoop Dogg
he dropped it like it's hot
and didn't stop
until twelve o'clock

P.S. hey Jordan if you're reading this thanks for the collab the other day, you've got some talent! I'm still open whenever just give me a call.

September 28

A Jay o' dre a day
keeps the doctor away
that's whay they say anyways
and that's the rule I obey
A Jay o' dre a day
okay bay bay?
I'm not addicted or anythang
I'm just a fan of the flame
to the green to the brain
change my craniums state
if you know what I'm sayin'
if not let me explain
I like that effervescent
antidepressant
messin' with the nerve connections
I'll collect the best selection
and press it
in a glass depression
I try not to think about it
that flavor in my mouth
it makes me wanna scream and shout
all about it
blazin' this place hazy
it's satiating my cravings
it's crazy how my brains vacating
escaping the body