Monday, September 2, 2024

Owning truth

Inner sanctum convalescent holistay 

Dear journal ain't the Doug by toon 

Afternoon pedigree introspection youth grammar school what would adult me 

say to little you 

grade school ninja turtle 

drawing paper muscles imagination running wild 

Indifferent cuticles, awkward histeria 

Depression cutting at elbows

detached; reached out acceptance

came at tenth grade would have waited

Virginity went like a windy stray perfume

Passerby masculine wearer first gear 

Both exit, entry phallic cotillion 

If you know you knew withdrawal 

Fielding English teacher giver of outlet 

Compositional Yahweh

logic theory fitting out 

Worthy unbecoming son, father 

Time more precious than quiet peace 

Monetary aid treasured greed

bodily flowers deepest regret 

kissable baby sister 

Societal son 

mother's lively esteem 

Reality bites ran away from 

Abrasive psychology matrix university  

Figuring out much error trials

Experience gaining ease fatherhood 

Taught by queens cold world

Jacket short sleeved 

Dear summer double dutched with two left feet playing house 

Army sticks tree climbing with breath 

Of sugar cane on the lips 

Bikini line humping pants up 

Penis against bare deniem  

Horniness laughable weird triggers 

Bandage custard serial jukebox 

Halfway ridged rooted aimlessness 

Halter fortunate it's guidance 

Byproxy dogtags made honoring keeper of seed Youngblood was remembered him still good, bad salute to the euphoric

Men aligned against mother's milk 

Tears assembled for our template 

Honorable mention smoke signal 

Cigar circulate crown Royale chased with Sprite Asiatic gratitude from Cola Coke

Be aware the feminine side mystique voiced impression you shall birth 

Nisa hardly to suppress nothing 

Golden quest dominion grandest reveal 

Knowing who I are

Owning that truth recycled 

(End) 






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