Impressions

Stepping into the light,

Standing in the shadows,

Dripping with sun and sweat,

Feeling the salty textures.

Running Away

My fans have all left town,

Family pressures are turning the screw,

My inderwear and socks are stuffed in a paper bag,

On my way thinking of you.

Evolution

Entering a room,

Wanting to be someone else,

Feeling the cool grass on the back of my neck,

Staring into the greyness,

Dancing with heart,

Standing up for the boy,

Breathing in and out.

Fire in the Hood

Large honking and sirens scream thru the late ghetto nite,

City heat wakes up the neighboring shadows,

A lone figure runs from the scorching memory,

The last house standing burns alone.

Greetings

The early morning air,

Quiet greetings,

Secrets locked in plastic bags,

Many farewells.

Lines

The squiggly lines of truth,

Wiggle thru my day.

Each color over lapping

Playing melodic undertones

And dissonant harmonies.

Family Day

It's family day at comedy central,

The bird clowns are in their glory.

Hats have been passed all around,

Each clan has it's story.