Month: January 2013

We sat there

no words exchanged

not fishing for some cheap

line to verbalize

I enjoyed that fact.

Then she just smoothed out the words

in the most lovely tone:

“Most people can’t do this and be comfortable. Frivolous conversations aids the galling of most peoples’ gut.”

I smiled at the thought because

usually I’m mistaken for being disinclined

not her.

I told her we were both cats in our past lives

“no.” she said

“you and I, we were honey bees of the same hive; our momma was The Queen.”

She has always been a soul sister of mine

even before such a thing as time.

*CUE: Ab-Soul, The Book of Soul.

“What are in those packages you constantly get sent here from all over the world?”

“It’s all illegal activities pop, don’t worry about that there.”

and it was left at that
never to be spoken of again.

The man has yet to open one of them damn packages for himself to see if I was lying.
I’ll always love him for that.

We just pray to eleven:eleven

even though time has proven it to be futile

whenever it strikes the clock

we pay homage

bow our heads-close our eye

and mumble wandering wishes.

You can’t break bread with hands that are habitually

clenched to something on the rocks.

And you certainly can’t sing all of those Catholic hymns

when the lungs are heavy with years of

ashes and embers.

amen.