Thursday, August 16, 2012

In the Aeroplane Over the Sea, Don't you see?

Is life supposed to be bittersweet or is there more? If my life were to be described by a geographic location it would be the Alps. It seems my life is a series of mountains and valleys, climactic explosions that dwindle down to the river below, all for it to be evaporated and start the cycle all over again.

I find myself being discovered and lost then found again and lost. This series of relationships I've had are a bundle of lessons tied together with passion.

I have it, but I don't channel it very well.

Ha.

Channel. Well. Water.

Well, I suppose I am a Pisces.

Go listen to this mix

It is literally every relationship I've ever had bundled up into 50 minutes of a playlist that burns inside my heart(h)

CLICK THIS NOW, PUHHHLEEEEEASE

Where do I go from here? I feel like I'm in a state of vertigo. I know I'm down, but I'm looking up. Gravity, has its effects on me affecting me so bittersweetly.

I have a lot of good things going on in my life...

alright well, that's enough about me.

Today in my social history class we are literally starting at the beginning of time. When humans emerged, how did we get here? The mystery we will never know. The social aspect is the interesting part.

I love this class more than a lot of things.
It gets you to think critically

analysis

paralysis

This office got me bakin

like a pig into bacon

1906 san francisco a shakin'

my ma sayin
'hey kid
get yo head straight
this girl is a shark that's hungry,
get outta da tank'

what do you thank?

Now I know I'm a winner
we argued about who would be thinner
why you gotta go and be like that?
wanna do what you want when you want
with whoever you want to

now you can
but it's like that's not what you need
for a relationship to succeed
I can't change anything
but myself

put me
back on the shelf
observin
rehearsin


Metaphorically speakin' I don't know where this is going
All I can see is the path lit up in front of me
3 feet of clarity
and a road full of fog
I gotta walk because I can't jog
it's hard on my patellas
Fellas

Gotta take it easy
not sleezy
she wanna put me in the bed and get greasy
i'm kinda like those cracka's
kinda cheesy
fur sheezy muh neezy
got myself

dizzy

trying to find a job
that i like
tryin' to help out with the community
takin' echinacea n zinc to strengthen my immunity
this poem i got is sick
someone get me a tissue

oh you got an issue?

well fuck you then
or later
whenever you want
I'll give you what I got
then when I don't have anymore
you run

IDGAF MOTHERFUCKER
gonna ride outta town like an old ass trucker

well fine then, I don't care
although you do have that nice hair

damn....

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