In my head is madness Take me back to when It all began how I was conceived in pain So all I know is pain My eyes shut at The way my head Wants to explode over expectations that chatter on the floor Like glass, it burns My eyes, tears like blood Flowing down my… Continue reading Tears like blood
Author: obidi
You and Me
If your face is the brilliant sun and I am the earth rotating around it, Would you still want me? And If your heart was a ball of volcanoes and I was an orange tornado, would you still want me in the way that I want you when I am just the rain falling on… Continue reading You and Me
Know
They did not know, and they did not care to know.
Books on books and they didn’t see the need to grow
or feed their souls from starvation
I am mushy like I am in love
I’m mushy like I’m in love My pastor speaks in tongues A baby in red screams Put down your leg on the foundation of christ I read my erotic books in church My stomach bulged right before reuniting with a guy after two years— let me pay your dowry You are in a hurry I… Continue reading I am mushy like I am in love
Scissors
Receipt and agony Give me sugar sex and balconies I need filters of war and a car wash Red oil is sweet when you use it A haircut is bad when you let it You bought a cat and named it Tasty She nibbled your breast and you felt it Masturbate before the cat Let… Continue reading Scissors
ONE THIRTY
Earrings lie naked close to a blue cup Vaseline and coconut oil, one for my hand, the other for my hair. The end of a tunnel is darkness or a baby Hugs are healthy, try a cigarette instead If I sleep now, death will pass, for the time is ripe and the knife is sharp.… Continue reading ONE THIRTY
Mysterious being
I. Wires and bibles, boxes and scribbles There is a man waiting for me at the door, he says he likes me. II. I’m pondering about the sex market and why I can’t break in, I’m such a nice fellow— I just need a little finishing and coaching. of truth dear, the smell of inexperience.… Continue reading Mysterious being
WEED AND TALKS
On my way to work, I looked at the mountains, I love to sit by the window and look at structures, buildings, trees, and landscapes, today, I wasn’t sitting by the window, I only had access to the mountains through the glass in front of me, I was fascinated by fogs, do they fall on… Continue reading WEED AND TALKS
Smoke a Blunt
You should learn to live your every day as if you don’t have enemies, but be aware every day that you are constantly living with and around your enemies. It’s pathetic in a way that is sad that people you hold in high esteem will kill you faster, my office has confirmed this analogy, people… Continue reading Smoke a Blunt
Sweet girl
It is not the end of the world obidi, the administrative staff told me as she handed me my sack letter, I want to know why I am being sacked. The reasons are in the letter, I quickly opened the letter and checked, and the only reason I saw was that I couldn’t meet up… Continue reading Sweet girl