if you claim it/ then own it/ fully without regrets

If I’m a poet
Then I must be responsible
                James Baldwin

So prize
What are you waiting for to begin
Rest of existence

So much resistance to revolution

Rather be comfortable in cut
Waiting for rock salt to sting

Breath of fresh hope
On ropes wobbly legs shabby ankles
Recuperate start to percolate

What gives you shakes
Anxious nerves paranoid premonition

Constitution needs multiple revisions
Declaration must have house remix
Heavy bass crumbling ivory towers
On top of dead white marble statues

Embrace inspiration’s seductive selfie
Inviting you to creep over

Pick up frequency of your delinquency
What can give you more reason to be righteous
Besides modern madness

Paint opus capturing calamity
Contains courage feeding malnourished hopeless

Steaming porridge fresh farina
Grits stick to smoky ring ribs

Guttural Gloria
Palms raised with absolution

Divino when we recognize our Godliness
Smiling musk frowny funks
Wrinkles across beauty marks

Open window
Let city cough away until naptime
Wake up clave at corner colmado con
Proclamations Cristo viene pronto

Stop playing tonto
Suckas posing cool will get
Devil’s pie stacked with sprinkles

Thank viejos for voices
Jumping from tired mouths to eager ears

Thirsty brains needing better reception
Too much radio static

Props to poets hustling hearts on tattoed sleeves
Peace to enemies who try to silence and censor
Oppression knows no boundaries

Ni uno puede cagar en paz
Without demonios out to rob your mananas

Gracias amazing grace within palabras symphony
Voice box sounds syllables
Communicate with electric signals

Praise imagination
Daring dreamers to see
For brighter dawns

Life shouldn’t look like this
Moment in rhyme provided by infinite spirit
Traveling through natural mystic

Atmosphere floating
Getting dirtier by the breath
Precious oxygen vital water
Soon elements all we have left

Earth Wind and Fire
Won’t be telling us to celebrate in September

Remember yesterday
Today moves faster than tomorrow
But that is all we are given

Lucky perhaps
Good looking for another chance
Rugged resurrection
Nothing romantic about reality  

Responsible artist
Pray for power of Pa’lante
Be fearless



What do you speak of
Nalgas y damage to confidence

Conditioned to accept complacency
Limited agency with unrealistic expectations
Staged conquest demise at climax

Don’t be sack of stinking excrement
Fragrant evidence dramatic reenactment

Faces and names changed to protect legacy
Smudged body grease eye water

Simple answers complex questions
Plato didn’t own patent on perfection
Shadow original irreplaceable form

Calmest storm in chaos
Comatose despite carnage
Roadside carne sizzle roasted asphalt

Mountains don’t move
Billy goats gently bounce valley breeze

Who do you plan to please with those weak degrees
Fancy ink on parchment

Quickly started hastily ended
Center of displeasure hard to measure

Crawl in search of what you left behind
Difficult experience brilliant chances

Separate expectations welcome elevation
Premeditated mystery confounded
Compelled to tune in

While magnifying glass zooms out
Skinny figure cast largest shallow
Worm at middle of putrid apple

Earliest quenching hunger
Latest comprehending highly visible

Living miracles testifying redemption
Remembrance of blessed elders

Walked down slippery roads
So be wealthy

Tender molecules precious atoms
Who could fathom such a wonderful life

Smile shows your peoples beauty
What a glorious sight


after VONA

Let all your days dance with drums

Every second echoes
Sounds of liberation

Beautiful people unfazed
By ancient oppression

Shake off that pain
Let love live

Quiet lullabies you awake
Loud leaves you numb until you nod

Let your God tell you
He is in love with your imperfections

Each flaw has been planned for you to acquire
Inspiration from obvious scars

Ignore your inhibitions
Shortcomings from long travels

Recognize your triumph for daily battles with your purpose

Embrace righteous responsibility
Only a vessel for temporary basis

What view sounds
Wind skipping sun

Ghosts screech
Concrete tightrope splash guts
On bloody ground

Eyes washing Bronx River waves

Rusty toolie in underage palms
Pentecostal Gloria Gloria
Divino psalms

Praise magic

Bird out of box
Twisty rope holds straight
Flip blank pages instant color

Illusion based on distraction
Reaching for diamond when really need a heart

Begin again
Do over instant replay new batting order

Skip me then I skip you back
If you got any fries left
I’ll take the crust

You think you tough
Trapped in a trope
Where you slip me enough
Hemp to twist my own noose

After session feet dangle off bench
Trench has sky box vision
With limited hood horizon

As shattered as you allow
Pick up petty power

Convince your courage no more catering
Let’s build at bullshit buffet

No seconds
Have your fill on first try

Loneliness hugs mirror

Stay aware of the whys