Mind Tide

Balance is foreign to me.

I take ease in an uneven paved ground.

Cracks in the sidewalk.

Pot holes in the road.

That creates a peace for me.

If at all I could keep my balance in a room where the only light was from that from a street post, slightly framing the window, and outlining the place on the hardwood that I would stand, from my heel to my big toe, 

My shadow would portray a figure of speech,

saying "Hello, I am who I am. A swaying, knee shaking, lip quivering me."

  

Monday Night Slam

Welcome to my Monday Night Slam. I wrote this first one a while ago. But I thought about the person earlier today and thought I would share it with you. Remember everyone's inspiration! Enjoy.

WHERE'S THE PROGRESS? (4/25/09)

Where’s the progress? He claimed that she was replacin’ him with loneliness which made him no longer interested. How could I be ok with this? Hold on to their relationship, so when he completely let go, I’d be there to be the replacement chick. Ok, this is more than inconsiderate. Ok, how could you be ok with this? Life IS about choices, but even so, now you lie in 2 voices. I lie in a bed once visited by a him that pretended he was divorcin’ her. Now I’m fendin’ for my emotions. Once open to lyrical potions and conversation loathing, your phone could buzz and her text messages went unnoticed. You were open, like how I was hopin’ for more than neck blowin’ by candlelight, but that went unnoticed. Where’s the progress in numb motions? I regained my focus like she who was your token did. Rustier than that that is potent and less golden than sunshine. Ha Sunshine is always golden. As my phone went a buzzin’, his text messages go unnoticed. I see his name and delete them. Hmmmmmm... I released him. I bet that one was noticed.m