for malik ameer
www.malikameer.com
1.
in some other lifetime
or galaxy
we led tribes of warriors
to write literary legacies together
soundbombing soul-sonnets
harnessing haikus to power
new forms unimagined
and i feel
the intimacy of that galaxy
and this one
imploding the earth
if we don't sort out
joint purpose:
we should be shaking the world
out of its sleep.
I somehow feel my solo tremor
will not have the same impact
so let us quake and quiver
as if it were
our first kiss
2.
whenever i remember you
i remember aspects
I don't think you show yourself
that beautiful, fuzzy shit
like your notebook-scribble
it disobeys boundaries
has its own style
is obvilious to any eyes
that might judge it
incorrectly
and my ears beg to hear
sanctified poetix
the imaginable wild-style
your smile makes
when happiness slips
out your eyes and into mine
3.
sometimes
when i'm alone
and wanting to be close
to some body
i can be silent with
someone who talks back
in sleep
and holds me
without touch
i think...
he is something other
we could be something other
i miss him
and I think to myself:
damn boy!
when you coming home?
Wednesday, May 11, 2005
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6 comments:
hey Tim'm -- what you know good?
AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!
yeah, I'm cryin'
*sigh* who knew you were such a romantic? wow...:)
but, this is beautiful tim'm very beautiful. :)
OOOOh let me stay out of grown folks bizness! this is too much for me!
Awww
i do love it. i promise: i do; i do.
I somehow feel my solo tremor
will not have the same impact
so let us quake and quiver
as if it were
our first kiss
&
#3
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