riots

Find me by the water
my toes cold from the edge of the wet

the pinky toes resting the eyes of the next painting on my mind
madness

best part of making
toys of a child

Rage
time
hurt
madness
the brush is too honest.
The action is the riot.
I don’t feel the “cash money word.”
I am never the DJ from Do the Right Thing.


I am the tool of the paint and ink
never the narrator as it happens
but the narrator as it ends
post motion
The soul of me wants to rest in a pure ocean of fluid making.

Things and times

The thing about growing as a person is you only really see it after it happens a year later mostly. I feel in my new year of life I’m learning a lot more about control of my inner thoughts. I’m stopping from just arguing about the simple bits, “just keep making kiddo.”

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Tou nem ai

All the little things. They place them selves on shelves. They see the world roll into each day and then night and then day again. Life must be the snow globe.

Tou nem ai.

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