Whoa  shes stacked

Where’d that come from?

Wha

What are you, thirteen? I think that’s when stacked went out of vogue.

Vogue

Fashion, style, for a particular time.

Lemme think 

                 Ah    I aint dead  A particular time stills tickin

Dating yoursel . .

. . Like I give a fuck

Touhe.

       And if I can, do you understand the groundwork, why, you don’t give a fuck? because for as long as I’ve known you, you have unabashedly not given a fuck.

A trailblazer who critiques me for using stacked 

                                                  An she was  Indubitably

I had a gentleman on my paper route out of vogue who told me that respect was a two way street You’re told to respect your elders he said I was Why?  Respect  he said nothing  Because my parents told me to  That’s not an answer he said  Let me ask you, what if your elder doesn’t respect you?  he hadnt an answer  Shouldn’t respect go both ways?  That makes sense  Doesn’t it?  It does 

                                           Since like I give a fuck I cant tell you all the times people older than me expected my respect without demonstrating why I should respect them 

Respect is earned It isnt blindly given

But you know that

Weve been hanging out since you rambled round in my brain and finally came out

Came out. Many have come out.

If I could come out of the closet 

Jesus. Not looking to make friends of us, are you?

Yare aspects of me 

                     Yasit on my shoulders bellachin in my ears peer through keyholes outraged when I offend youse  Whas funny Yaint gonna get punched in damout yaint gonna be chastised  Yet time and time again ya act butthurt An mope

Yall attached yer wagon to a rocky run

Methinks yerall adrenaline junkies

Love the highs hate the lows

 

Nuthin

I can’t speak for everyone. The congregation has to . .

. . Convene

             Convenient

Things aint changing

She was stacked

Deal wid it

            My hearts still poundin

1216 or 0016,  Monday,  1  2. 21

Big Spender  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iG3VfKlfDEk

  

on this stretch of road he rarely looked up out of his book

                                                            an easy decline a broad even sidewalk hed walked more times than he could count over nearly ten years

something eerie bade him to lookup 

                                      when baded or is that baited he looked  he wished he ignored himself

lookingup looking above the stark pikes that made up a black metal fence that surrounded the junior high he saw that the old trees that had been pruned their limbs cut back they looked like dumb fingers amputated fingers pointing at the sky

   he thought of all the athletes who pointed who obviously believed that Gawd favoured them celebrated their home run touchdown goal winning their event 

                                         Man if he could have those fingers cut off hed feel better about the trimmed trees

nobody wanted a tree to kill a child

nobody wanted a tree to frighten a child

he wasnt nobody

younger trees to either side of the elders were untouched

they had birds flitting in their boughs

there wasnt one bird in any of the seven amputated trees that ran before the concrete patio and walk before the standalone school gymnasium 

he wasnt nobody

he was harsher than most

but only because accountability preferably to punish wrongdoers  who werentbeing punished must also endure lost innocents

         must risk murderous trees someone must have heard the wicked plots mused among the trees

he supposed he ought to be happy they only suffered amputation they could have been cut down

when trees in this town were cut down they were not replaced 

when people are cut down  several replace them 

seemed imbalanced  to him

seemed particular human species always won out when considered against other earthlings and the planet  considering First People genocide black people genocide get-on-the-wrong-side-of-white-people genocide 

just an observation

try as he may 

              he looked  he couldnt find the name of one person murdered by a tree

names of people murdered by people

unknown people murdered by people 

Come on people take the cake

just an observation

2314,  Sunday,  31  1. 21