shit im workin on at the moment
lines from unfinished poems and such
it wasnt just that freshman fifteen
see what they called pregnancy, she called a parasitic infection
it might just be that my selective memory wont allow me to call forth the bad times but
i miss you
he said it like he loved me and i listened like i believed him
my mother never loved me and this she made quite clear
straight up said, "Bitch. i never wanted you"
and well
i guess her honesty was refreshing
no need for second quessing
can't miss what you never had, right?
if i wanted you back,
i wouldv'e told you i wanted you back
but since the words didnt come out my mouth
boy u better figure it out
destructive
thats just the way our love was
it took me 5 years to quit you
spent approximately 3 of those 5 years crying every other day
had a bald spot for each one of those years that had me stressing
see apparently my body had sense enough to reject you even if my mind didn't
"i could love you if you let me"
simple words he whispered right before he left me and it fuckin hurt
like truth often does
see he went the way of double dutch and training bras
see
im fly
and tho it has absolutely nothing to do with the span of my thighs
i wont lie.
them shits have a power all their own
have fell men 200 plus pounds grown
blah blah blah
wats new folk?
no really
i wanna know
Music: vernacular of the soul
Saturday, May 16, 2009
unfinished business
Posted by dejanae at 9:03 PM
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if you are looking for a challenge, you should try to find a way to string them all together into one cohesive poem. i think it would be cool because you have a bunch of different topic.
or maybe it would get to be too jumbled. just a thought.
and itll stay as a thought
wth
tryna get me to do more work
hard enough tryna get one together
side eye to u
Hm, I agree with Stew. I think you should piece it all together in one poem. I love the lines read thus far. Real shit. You don't seem to sugarcoat, I like that.
You better get to work...
This is just wrong. What the hell. After I got into the middle I had to go back to the top to re-read the beginning of this post. Sure 'nough, I wasn't slow, these were unfinished words to peoms left undead. They are very intriging though. I was thinking, wow and you left me wanting more.
-One Man's Opinion. Peace.
I don't know if you were spittin real or fantasy, but whateva it was...i loved it...dayum gurl, that was real!
okay, so u have just been adopted, cuz Miz loves you!
you should write them on postcards...and leave them around new york city
I think they have a power all of their own. It may not have been cohesive but it felt complete.
I like Stew's suggestion. It would be hot if you could turn those bits into one piece. There was a poem I found a couple years back where a poet from Florida did it as a challenge; I'll look for it and link you.
i'm with stew (and late with it, too!).
how have you been, dej? hit me back when you get a chance!
Girl, i put the wrong link. Here is the correct one.
Hey Dejanae,
Where you been? I got married in March and now I'm back on the net, writing and whatnot. Stop by when you get a chance. :-)
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