Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Buncha feelings wanted to get out.



Gut clenched
heartbeat racing
Stuck on a maniacal roller coaster
Destination: who knows where
eyes tight shut
blinded in fear and
with every corner
fingers are crossed
because there's a possibility of being tossed
Conductor stop the world,
I wanna get off.

Unwillingly buckled into
plastic seats
the ride chugs along
to bad man beats of
crime and big man privates
under six year olds
uniform pleats
no the ride doesn't stop
it keeps on speeding
up the steep trek of the economic climb
and down to a place where the end is not in sight
fingers grip cool metal bars
As we fly loopty loop through dark nights.

No Red light
Or yellow light
Just green light quick
Wizzing and zipping
I’m gonna be sick
From music
The daunting dancehall kind of beat
And rap where lil wayne shrieks
as we take a sharp turn through city streets
Burnt and stained from H.I.V. and illiteracy
climbing
trekking

Oh How i wish
I could get off this
crazy coaster
away from the heat
of this global toaster
faster we plummet
near the depths of hell
but then again
its too soon to tell

So, with our

Gut clenched
heartbeat racing
Stuck on a maniacal roller coaster
Destination: who knows where
Population: Us
with every corner
fingers are crossed
because there's a possibility of being tossed
Conductor stop the world,
I wanna get off.


That Mackey Girl
©2009

In His Hands

Um....it was 4 am.....and I was in a different world. lol but yeah check it!


Warm and thick is
Calloused inner skin
Streaked with
Dark lines
Each to tell a story
Of his
Once upon a time

On a naked nape,
His hands, his map
travel
left turn, right turn,
One after the other a shiver follows,
into a universe of two globes.


Mystic and delicate
against
Rough and worn
Friction
Both wanted and explosive
pressed
Cradled
Nestled
Lifting higher
Tighter
Just enough
To enter.

Gliding through the
Stratosphere
In there
All lays
Bare
As his grip
conjoins new lines
Hung from a
Thump thump.


Underneath the skeletal
Wrapped in carnal
Phalanges fiddle
to touch heart
to touch hurt
to touch heat.
The presence
In his hands,
holding all of me.



That Mackey Girl
©2009

Tuesday, May 5, 2009



Hey, ya'll,
As you might already know, tonight has proven to be and extremely interesting one...but we'll get to that a bit later.



Once upon a time, there lived a girl named Shandia *cue mist and magical renaissance music*. She was a nice happy girl. She had just spent the most joyful day at her grandmothers house, sleeping and eating cookies and milk.

*record screech* Well not exactly cookies and milk... just sleep. *resume music and mist*

So on her way home, Shandia and her older sister stopped at the Meat Max food store on Carmichael road because their food cheaper and they were in a recession. *ching ching* As they were driving away, there was this jounser looking male on the side of the street in a crouched position.


It wasn't very long until Shandia notices that his pants are around his ankles and he is nude from the waist down. As the man begins to rise from his creepy crouching position he flings something into the street. It is very dark at this point so what "it" was couldn't be determined. As they approach the item on the floor Shandia can only think

"I hope that ain flickin nanny....and i hope he don't throw none on this car!!!!"

It isn't until the car lights was on the "thing" that she realized,

"DAS MONEY BEY!"

By this time, they had already driven over the money. Shandia's sister, Shanique asks,

"Should we go back?"

Shandia pauses for a minute to think.

*jeopardy music plays*


"I'll take HELL NO for $500 please. What if its a trap and we go back to pick up the money and that SYKO attacks me with his PENIS!!! I mean he's already Half naked and waiting in the shadows"

Shanique agrees and they drive home.

Later, inside Shandia's room, she sits on her bed and turns on her trusty laptop. As she signs into messenger, he friend Dwight pops up and says.

"Hey Shandia, this dude on facebook RIPPED your picture."


RECORD STOP! *resume Its Goin Down Young Joc"




No this when it get real talk in real time!! This dude by the name of LEONARD JUMPER CAREY OF LLD PHOTOGRAPHY, grow some serious DONKEY balls and decides to rip the work of photographers and edit and remove their logo and put his name on it. Now being the calm creature that I am, I lost it!!! I think i bust a vein in my left temple........... and come to find out he posted it since MARCH and someone said they liked it........I at this point am fuming and I tell my girls about it, one of whom confronts him before me and he quickly deletes it.....Here is when my right vein burst. He thinks he can rid himself of me that easily?? I THINK NOT!!!

This is not over until I say its over and his teiffin talentless ass is slathered across a slice of you got SERVED bread! hmmph.


I just have something to say on Behalf of the other photographers whose pictures have been plagiarized. I'm flattered that you took to steal MY photo because obviously it was one of the BEST but you really need to find your talent and stop mooching off of other people. Instead of building on others you need to strive to be above us. But apparently you can't do it. You are a sad, pathetic excuse for a human being...i won't even talk about a man. PSHHHHHTT!

Anyhoo....i got a MAJOR headache and I tired of thinkin about stupid ppl


WGL

Shandia





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