It captures me
Anytime I try to capture it
It always spills inbetween my fingers
No use crying over it
I tipped the glass into my temple willingly
The Wind
It isn't cold but you can see it
move like a bullet train
carrying passengers who,
unaware of the destination,
bought tickets
The train moves out of the tunnel
and into their coming out party
They are finally happy here
They've been stagnant at the station
for far too long
A power outage from within
prevents them from knowing
when the ride arrives
That is until a clock
turns from charcoal midnight
to amber dawn
"Here it comes..."
The Wind
It moves so freely here
A mobile nightclub
better than a party bus
or Diddy on his private jet
Watch it dance wickedly
like it doesn't have bones in its limbs
Freaking out
as if it just saw the universe and
it's their biggest fan
The wind, the wind
The Wind
can't be shackled by anything
but time
and water
and pain
and coughs
It breathes
Inhale
Exhale
Inhale hell
Exhale truth
Inhale kryptonite
Exhale myself
Inhale Wonder Woman
Exhale Lois Lane
Inhale life
Exhale heaven
Inhale life
Exhale
Exhale
The Wind
has led me here to you
Thank you Dream
for helping me convert
my nightmares into you
Next time I'm here
I pray you are too
So I can sample another one of your
favorite flavors of
The Wind
Monday, June 24, 2013
Monday, June 17, 2013
Warm Bodies
Stiff, slow moving
groaning, flesh eating
zombies
Ya ever date one?
It's kinda fun
They don't really have
much of a mind of their own
so you kind of help them along
lost puppy style
Unfortunately
that's where the hunger takes in
When they begin to tear into your skin
and eat away at your emotions
You allow it
You welcome it because you figure
"in order to keep a zombie
I should become one myself"
Sike
A nice crack on the head proves
that humanity still lives within the undead
and that attaching yourself to someone
who refuses to live
is deadly in itself
I've happened to figure out
that even zombies like to cuddle
Guess you never really appreciate
how warm your body is
until you're laying next to one
It's not what you wanted
Not what you saw
Destiny wasn't supposed to be
conversing with death
But that bite
and taking that last breath
before your body went numb
showed you a lot didn't it?
You can't change who you really are
You either stay the same or evolve
into who you're denying yourself to be
Run into your humanity
the sun is so much brighter there
groaning, flesh eating
zombies
Ya ever date one?
It's kinda fun
They don't really have
much of a mind of their own
so you kind of help them along
lost puppy style
Unfortunately
that's where the hunger takes in
When they begin to tear into your skin
and eat away at your emotions
You allow it
You welcome it because you figure
"in order to keep a zombie
I should become one myself"
Sike
A nice crack on the head proves
that humanity still lives within the undead
and that attaching yourself to someone
who refuses to live
is deadly in itself
I've happened to figure out
that even zombies like to cuddle
Guess you never really appreciate
how warm your body is
until you're laying next to one
It's not what you wanted
Not what you saw
Destiny wasn't supposed to be
conversing with death
But that bite
and taking that last breath
before your body went numb
showed you a lot didn't it?
You can't change who you really are
You either stay the same or evolve
into who you're denying yourself to be
Run into your humanity
the sun is so much brighter there
Solitary Confinement
This is not forced
This is not two prison guards carrying me away
because I shanked my inmate
This is Cast Away on purpose, No Wilson
This is a hot date with my soul
and she's looking gorgeous tonight
This is getting weird looks
This is saying "maybe next time" repeatedly
This is finding out who cares
and not caring who doesn't
This is Beyonce after Destiny's Child
Justin after N Sync
This is leaving the Justice League
This is riding roller coasters while listening to an ipod
This is packing notebooks full of emotions
This is celebrating a promotion with a cup of tea
This is not letting a breakup own me
This is taking the scenic route
This is finding a record player
This is the thirst at an all time high
This is wishing my parents never threw away
that teddy bear
This is rebirth and cutting my own umbilical
This is not taking medicine
and sweating out the sickness
This is not just a 9 to 5
This is midnight to 11:59
This is a haircut every two weeks
workouts four times a week
and cooking on sundays
This is detox
This is releasing the butterflies
This is Instagram pics with no tags
This is not relying on alcohol
This is abstinence
This is every waitress feeling curious
This is purgatory between being a hero and a villian
This is going to bed at a decent hour
This is continually being in a room full of strangers
This is Kobe taking over, No assists
This is LeBron in Cleveland
This is Bedside Baptist
This is not receiving advice
This is still being nice enough to say hello
This is saving money
This is reading books
This is going back to school
This is not being homesick
This is letting my phone die
This is discipline
This is routine and organization
This is not social network
This is not loneliness
This is self inflicted exile
This is putting on muscle spiritually
This is toasts to empty chairs
This is a serenade by own breaths
This is not for you
This is knowing God
This is prayer
This is letting go
This is who I am
This is freedom
This is life
For now...
This is not two prison guards carrying me away
because I shanked my inmate
This is Cast Away on purpose, No Wilson
This is a hot date with my soul
and she's looking gorgeous tonight
This is getting weird looks
This is saying "maybe next time" repeatedly
This is finding out who cares
and not caring who doesn't
This is Beyonce after Destiny's Child
Justin after N Sync
This is leaving the Justice League
This is riding roller coasters while listening to an ipod
This is packing notebooks full of emotions
This is celebrating a promotion with a cup of tea
This is not letting a breakup own me
This is taking the scenic route
This is finding a record player
This is the thirst at an all time high
This is wishing my parents never threw away
that teddy bear
This is rebirth and cutting my own umbilical
This is not taking medicine
and sweating out the sickness
This is not just a 9 to 5
This is midnight to 11:59
This is a haircut every two weeks
workouts four times a week
and cooking on sundays
This is detox
This is releasing the butterflies
This is Instagram pics with no tags
This is not relying on alcohol
This is abstinence
This is every waitress feeling curious
This is purgatory between being a hero and a villian
This is going to bed at a decent hour
This is continually being in a room full of strangers
This is Kobe taking over, No assists
This is LeBron in Cleveland
This is Bedside Baptist
This is not receiving advice
This is still being nice enough to say hello
This is saving money
This is reading books
This is going back to school
This is not being homesick
This is letting my phone die
This is discipline
This is routine and organization
This is not social network
This is not loneliness
This is self inflicted exile
This is putting on muscle spiritually
This is toasts to empty chairs
This is a serenade by own breaths
This is not for you
This is knowing God
This is prayer
This is letting go
This is who I am
This is freedom
This is life
For now...
Tricky Thing
Time is a tricky thing
A wicked commodity
A free bird
Always been a factor with us right?
Like seeing Harry Potter at the theaters?
Or exchanging gifts for Christmas?
Or our first date and we talked about
when we first met?
Now that's a story too
Guy sees girl at a bar
Guy thinks girl is gorgeous but is too scared
because of guys surrounding her
The night goes on and suddenly
guy and girl are intertwined in conversation
More like a roast
of the world around them
An uncanny connection
An undeniable feeling
Living proof that
simultaneous heartbeats
do exist
Until a decision would be made
that severed the transmission
between the radios
that were playing each other's
favorite love song
Since then
Gods have been acknowledged
homes have been packed and moved
and children have been created and given
a chance to dance in the sun
And now we're here
reconnected like lego pieces
trying to rebuild something
there's no instructions for
But the one thing that's constant
is that time is a tricky thing
Sometimes I know things would've been different
if we both listened to the serenity
that was the open sea of our souls
instead of the crashing waves
on the sandy beaches in our brains
What's unknown is the amount of bliss
pouring from our pores
if different songs were sung
We cant waste any more
of the most important resource known to man
than we already have
So let's just be
and just build
Til skyscrapers turn into anthills
Til clouds become our beds
and stars are our next door neighbors
Til Heaven is that apartment
that lives above us
blasting great music
and smelling of amazing cooking
I wish I could tell you how the story ends
I can't
All I can conclude is that
time
life
and love
are all very tricky things
A wicked commodity
A free bird
Always been a factor with us right?
Like seeing Harry Potter at the theaters?
Or exchanging gifts for Christmas?
Or our first date and we talked about
when we first met?
Now that's a story too
Guy sees girl at a bar
Guy thinks girl is gorgeous but is too scared
because of guys surrounding her
The night goes on and suddenly
guy and girl are intertwined in conversation
More like a roast
of the world around them
An uncanny connection
An undeniable feeling
Living proof that
simultaneous heartbeats
do exist
Until a decision would be made
that severed the transmission
between the radios
that were playing each other's
favorite love song
Since then
Gods have been acknowledged
homes have been packed and moved
and children have been created and given
a chance to dance in the sun
And now we're here
reconnected like lego pieces
trying to rebuild something
there's no instructions for
But the one thing that's constant
is that time is a tricky thing
Sometimes I know things would've been different
if we both listened to the serenity
that was the open sea of our souls
instead of the crashing waves
on the sandy beaches in our brains
What's unknown is the amount of bliss
pouring from our pores
if different songs were sung
We cant waste any more
of the most important resource known to man
than we already have
So let's just be
and just build
Til skyscrapers turn into anthills
Til clouds become our beds
and stars are our next door neighbors
Til Heaven is that apartment
that lives above us
blasting great music
and smelling of amazing cooking
I wish I could tell you how the story ends
I can't
All I can conclude is that
time
life
and love
are all very tricky things
Thursday, June 7, 2012
Goodnight Moon
A mantra embedded
into my memory system
since I was 4
This is probably the reason
I'm a night owl
Perhaps I still want to be the bear in that book
Curious as to how
moonlight illuminates a human's interior
clueless as to how
a mass so large doesn't speak
content with how although
its seems like it stays in the same place
it still creepily follows people around
I stay awake past 3am on most nights
not to party
(although I do)
not to drink
(although I do)
not to somehow stumble into
some sexual exchanging of gifts
(although I do)
not to write so I can keep from
crying, laughing and/or
pissing on myself
whether separately or simultaneously
(although I do)
I stay awake most nights
because I think that little boy
that used to
watch Eureka's Castle
get sick from eating too many gummi bears
and dunk better than Jordan
on his Fisher Price basketball court
still lives behind my ribcage
and he would very much love to tuck the moon in
into my memory system
since I was 4
This is probably the reason
I'm a night owl
Perhaps I still want to be the bear in that book
Curious as to how
moonlight illuminates a human's interior
clueless as to how
a mass so large doesn't speak
content with how although
its seems like it stays in the same place
it still creepily follows people around
I stay awake past 3am on most nights
not to party
(although I do)
not to drink
(although I do)
not to somehow stumble into
some sexual exchanging of gifts
(although I do)
not to write so I can keep from
crying, laughing and/or
pissing on myself
whether separately or simultaneously
(although I do)
I stay awake most nights
because I think that little boy
that used to
watch Eureka's Castle
get sick from eating too many gummi bears
and dunk better than Jordan
on his Fisher Price basketball court
still lives behind my ribcage
and he would very much love to tuck the moon in
Crash
The lights smash into my face
like the sound of a drummer
putting drumsticks to cymbals
They dance to the music more
than the people here
But not more than me
I'm getting loose
no embarrassment
no worry
no mercy
no shame
probably because of the liquid courage
poured into my membrane
Crash
Reading words on a tiny screen
can have that effect on you
can't it?
Of course it can
especially if they're the words
from a love once recently lost
So it made sense for me to halt
my moves on the dance floor
when I read:
"I miss you"
"I need you"
"I still love you"
"Come see me"
Nevermind who's ride I was
Nevermind leaving my roommate's
annual celebration of birth
Nevermind intoxication
however small it might have been
My mission was a go
and so was my green light
but not his
Crash
Lights flash into my face again
only there's just red, blue, and white streaks
dancing to the sounds of sirens
When you wake up in your vehicle
sitting on a shattered sunroof
feet projecting out of a windshield
how exactly are you supposed to feel?
Me?
I felt like I was
several beams of light
that were dancing with the devil
Not from the wreck
but because I was holding on
to love unwanted
Crash
What an epiphany that is
like the sound of a drummer
putting drumsticks to cymbals
They dance to the music more
than the people here
But not more than me
I'm getting loose
no embarrassment
no worry
no mercy
no shame
probably because of the liquid courage
poured into my membrane
Crash
Reading words on a tiny screen
can have that effect on you
can't it?
Of course it can
especially if they're the words
from a love once recently lost
So it made sense for me to halt
my moves on the dance floor
when I read:
"I miss you"
"I need you"
"I still love you"
"Come see me"
Nevermind who's ride I was
Nevermind leaving my roommate's
annual celebration of birth
Nevermind intoxication
however small it might have been
My mission was a go
and so was my green light
but not his
Crash
Lights flash into my face again
only there's just red, blue, and white streaks
dancing to the sounds of sirens
When you wake up in your vehicle
sitting on a shattered sunroof
feet projecting out of a windshield
how exactly are you supposed to feel?
Me?
I felt like I was
several beams of light
that were dancing with the devil
Not from the wreck
but because I was holding on
to love unwanted
Crash
What an epiphany that is
Monday, May 14, 2012
2012 Loser Slam Finals
Hello people!
Sorry I've been a little distant for the past couple of months... I've been kinda busy getting prepared for this competition that was kinda important... But it's all done now the smoke has cleared and it's onto the next chapter... May 9th 2012 will be a night I always remember... I participated in my 1st Finals Slam competition and placed 2nd!!! I'm excited because of a bunch of things... I kinda flubbed in the 1st round and thought I blew my chances but in the next two rounds I redeemed myself to be named 1st Runner-Up... Also, and most importantly... I'M GOING TO THE NATIONAL POETRY SLAM!!!! Being that I placed within the top 4 of poets competing, I'm on the Loser Slam national team and will be representing NJ in the NPS in Charlotte, NC on Aug. 6th-11th.... COMPLETELY STOKED!!! All the hard work has paid off like you wouldn't believe... This summer is going to be epic... and you guys are definitely welcome to tag along for the ride.... Until things get jump-started here's videos of my performances that put me in the position I'm in... Enjoy!
"Why We Sing" (Round 1)
"Pass Me Not" (Round 2)
"Thank Ya Kindly, Papermate" (Final Round)
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