Sunday, September 20, 2009

Tyler Perry Movie



Well last night me & mama dukes went to go see the new Tyler Perry movie.
"I Can Do Bad All By Myself". All in all I thought it was a great movie.
It stars Mary J. Blige, Tyler Perry, Taraji P. Henson, Brian White, Gladys Knight, Marvin Winans, & Adam Rodriguez (the spanish dude from CSI:Miami). Great Movie, go check it out.
I laughed, I cried, & i enjoyed.

Shatter #5(unheard music)

Four lengths and four 16Th's of a beat still have no clear answer to my direct questionnaire. Quiet silence, no voices spoken, no breaths taken. Air, quiet dry; and thirsty for answers but none have appeared & were never there. And just one lung, tired, relentless & ready to expel air for a voice to be clear. Heartbeats mummer with anticipation steady with the rests in every measure. Fidgety bodies, shaky voices with butterflies because no one really knows the answer. The casual jittery feet tapping at their own significant melody mixed with staccato notes & vibrations. Lessons learned, don't ask why or how or what happens; all we know is that the song is over. Missed opportunity with only an allotment for so much music to play with only two notes dancing around sheet music, it's never clear if they will end up on paper or be thrown on the beat burner to expel like we were never here. Into Four lengths and four 16Th's of a beat, that are never heard. Question is will anyone even care?

Fin....
& on to the next one.
P.S - don't steal my shxt.

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Shatter #4

For so long I had allowed my incense to continue burning and the purpose I still have no idea to this day. Maybe unfinished thoughts or even fathoming the thought of how much of me I would soon forget to remember. My incense has bred to its end and by all means to its fullest capacity and my fragrance is now fading. The scariest part of all, somehow in the process I've become a candle collector. Scrape, Scrape, Strike, LIGHT! smoke...although no matter how many candles I've lit and how many matches I've put out, no fragrance can substitute yours and nothing could even compare. Smoke, dark and in end lifeless and lonely. So my sole purpose of creating lonely, singular matches is to rekindle your scent every time. So candle collecting just ain't my type of thing. The only thing I long for is my incense and your candle's scent. So where's the match at man?

Fin....

Sunday, September 6, 2009

Shatter #3

Shatter It:

Most likely you can find me drowning in the clouds and test tasting what we like to call new found spirituality. I pay for my future, one slip of a credit card, cost me a life time, change jingling in my pockets just enough for me to put a down payment on my children's children's future. Basking in my achievement I recline on my bed of loyalty and begin to organize my pentition plan into a budget on puttin every life line's dream of mine on lay-away. So I wonder how long will it take it take to pay off my own dreams. A glimpse of my future, about $35,000. Down payment on my great-grandchild's future , 52 cents. sucess within a legacy....priceless.

Fin...
on to the next one...