Ask any teenager and they’ll tell you what a bore this world is
the vibrant colors of fall might as well be black and white like
newspapers read only for the comics as the world bleeds red ink on the second page like
red roses in a perfect bouquet but their not for you so why do you smile when he walks your way?
Plugged in
Smoking buds purchased with wasted passion of bright minds now go in ears and
Jersey Shore has nothing to do with beaches but everyone listens and
getting to know each other on a deeper level means watching 3D movies with
his tongue so far down your throat he can taste your regret.
Times have changed
Change became dollars and pennies for change are tails up on your ass and it’s your fault.
If you’d pay attention to something other than the beats your beats are dropping
your joints might be sore instead of lit
but the world’s beauty is skin deep and hearts leak blood but it's just black and white ink
Plugged in
Only one ear is chord less as you pretend to be concerned with problems, condoms,
and then a baby blossoms watered by beer and raspberry vodka
spiked with fear, it’s not clear but blind, this time
a sparkling diamond tented red by the blood of enslaved African children and
you bought it, so own it because maybe your own blood is on it
Plugged in
Undivided attention just means it’s carved up between my mouth and your tears like
A steal blade through tense air if only you had cared enough to unplug your damn ears
You can’t keep plugging your ears and tears trying to stop fear so
here’s advice though you won’t hear my mouth say but I'll stumble over the emotion and pain
just to tell you that
Plugging in doesn’t solve anything
2 comments:
Are these from the Poetry Slam or did you write these? They are excellent!
I wrote them! and of course we can take pictures together when I'm back!
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