Socra Mama

"Stay sweet!" the yearbook signers said, Over and over again. "Stay sweet!" As if they knew by some prophetic utteran...

So they live it up in their material world, Ensconced in fantasy, Where he is the king, And she, his sugarbaby. And all is well and righ...

Come 'ere Sweet Potata Let me butter you up You don't need any cinnamon Or any nutmeg And you sho don't need any honey Cau...

Was I supposed to slow down? He was all elbows and assholes Running across 10th St, With the look in his eye Like a wave on a slop bucke...

What kind of world have I wiggled into Where sperm meets egg In cosmic kiss And French stands for fuck And we all speak in parables Par...

My own tears Melted my mountains Into molehills. The salty miniature Ocean bites Brought my heart To dunes. And as it washed All ove...

There is a part of us that is animal, And that is the perfect part of us, The part that seeks it's natural way To be what it certainl...