i want to say
something like
"i don't use
band-aids!
...i bleed thru penstrokes and
make pages drip lifewater!"
but it sounds far too cliche.
and these days
i fear those
more than anything.
the world is in serious need
of innovation--
there are already
too many cycles
too much history
too many people
repeating...
i always wonder
if i'm part of the solution
or perpetuating the problem.
i mean,
def poetry
makes everyone old enough to
stay up past midnight
wannabe a poet.
every hustla's the next jay-z
get shot and you're an instant ja rule
maybe even a pac or biggie-style martyr
i write 'cause i have to.
there's no goal or destination,
no record deal or basement studio cd--
i just do this.
automatically.
universal ticker tape machine
running off emotional dividends
and updates on the worth of the ancestors
(refreshed daily for someone's convenience)
so i won't start in on
the beauty of my nubian people
the merits and/or detriment of pussy poems or
late night thoughts of wrist-slitting and angst.
i just want to know
if any of these words have a purpose
and constantly consider
the validity
of the messenger.
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