The Iron Skillet

Oooh Child! I loves me some swap meets! For years I been lookin' to score me's a black iron skillet. Girl! I had searched high-n-filthy time low. And Lord knows I had searched more low than than any self respectin' sista would care to admit. But the Good Lord has got my black ass! Praise the Lord! Child! If I hadn't found me's my black iron skillet, I'd still be livin' at mamma's. Thank the Lord! Thank the Lord! Ummm! I loves me some swap meets!

Lookee here... This black iron skillet can do some major damage if used properly. It can fry, sautee and smack the hell out of any bum in it sights. I tell ya...when I first bought this here black piece of gold...I had no money. I had nuthin but a big, fat Bum to my name. He wus about as worthless as the pimples on my sista's ass, but he say he loved me...so I kep him...big, huge mistake, but I kep him. He may have been a Bum, but he wus my Bum.

Oh...he didn't like it when I cum home that day with nuthin' for his sorry self, but Jimmy crack corn and I didn't give a rats ass what he thought. He never could git up and pull hisself away from that ol' damn sofa out back. He never taked me to no swap meets...he never taked me nowhere! I'd take my damn self. He knows damn well he could kiss my black ass! Sorry Heifer! I's needed me's an iron skillet to fries me some pickle. I wus cravin' me's some deep fried pickle and Lord knows when I wants sumthin' I goes out and gets it! I loves me some pickle! And ain't no Heifer in his right mind gonna get in my way. I kill him! I will have that lazy, no good for nuthin' Bum running through The Gates of Hell! Halleluliah!

So...when I cum home that day and heated up my big, beautiful black iron skillet, he threw a fit. He acket like he wus on crack. I wus frying me up sum pickle...and he didn't like it...he didn't like it one damn bit. Ummm! And he started yellin' n spittin' n gettin' all cock-eyed, so I had to calm his black ass down. I had to smack the hell outta that sorry Heifer. So I picked up my big, black iron skillet and smacked him upside his head...pickles n all. And when he finally come to that next week, his memory just wudn't what it used to be. He say I was a Crazy B@#$% that took him away from his luvin' family, so...we let him go. Dropped his sorry ass off at the bus station. And that is where I found me another Heifer with a J-O-B. So...I moved outta my mammas little ass house. The Lord works in mysterious ways. Praise The Lord! Praise The Lord! Child! Praise The Lord! Ummm! I loves me sum pickle!

Yo!

Have some RESPECTABILITY for yourself! You're a Big City Driver in a Big City! Now, get out there and Drive! Drive your big sorry self through this crazy maze of life! Move Your Ass! Ya Big Sorry Sap! Get out there and Breathe! Inhale the god damn flowers! Scrape your knees on some astro turf! Bleed a little! That's what Neosporin's for..it gets the hurt out. Go ahead. Sopp somebody up with a biscuit! Put a little "whough" in your step. Ge head. Nobody's watchin. Cuz nobody cares! Nobody, but nobody is gonna say a god damn word! Ya hear what I'm sayin? Go on Brotherman! Fly! Fly like the bird within! Soar! Smile! Swim with the Guppies! Swim with the sharks! Just get out there and Sing! Who cares what you sound like? Who cares what you look like? It's all about Truth! Being True to yourself...not your Neighbors...not your Facebook Friends. It's about You! It's always been about You! Unleash yourself! Pull that damn key out of your ass and unleash yourself! You only have ONE life to live! One nature hikin'...wine slammin' life to live! You owe it to Yourself to have a few knots in your kneck! You owe it to Yourself to lose your voice in a love triangle! You owe it to Yourself to seek out your crazed and unconventional soul mate!!! Uuuggghhh!!! Yo! Where am I?

A Filthy Place

Oh no you didn't! There is a time an a fithy place for rug cleaners like yourself. You best put your God given face on B'for I make ya stay down there all night long. You are too old to be missin' Supper Time in the dead of Winter. Now come on outta there an earn your keep. I gotta scratch n sniff. Them critters is killin' me! Pour me a nasty shot of whiskey!! And make it a double!!! Dokter's orders.

I Don't...

I don't want you to know who I am
I don't want you to tell me what to do
I don't want you to listen to my ramble
And I don't want you to meet my alter egos

I don't want you to see my flaws
I don't want you to hear my whines
I don't want you to try to change who I am
And I don't want you to know my pain

I don't want you to patronize me
I don't want you to judge
I don't want you to hear my lies
And I don't want you to leave

I don't want you to touch me
I don't want you to see me
I don't want you to love me
And I don't want you to read this

Come Hither

I'm Forming a Trail of Pizza Crumbs to Texas
And I'm Topping it Off...
With a Little Unknown Prayer...
Created...By My Very Own...Tequila Laced Lips
I Will Stand at The Top of The Tower of Americas
Eagerly Awaiting Your Precarious, Yet Desperate Attempt
To Reunite With an Inevitable Erection of Passion
I'm Determined...
I'm Stubborn...
And I'm Totally Head Over Heels in Love...
With a Phantom...
I Call Fate
A Poisonous Love Affair Filled With Dream, Desire and Desperation...
A Mad Concoction Bursting of Truth...
A Rare, But Harmful Language
I Fear Nothing...But Reprocussions
Comfort is Overrated, Binding and Tasteless
I Fear Nothing...But the Unknown...
An Exciting Flavor of Darkness
I Fear No One...But Myself...
A Chained Monster of Grief and Damnation
I Am Lost In Translation...
Idle...Patient...And Angry
I See Nothing...But You...
My Eternal...Intangible...Serum Of Life

She Knows...

She knows... She knows that this time is different. Her journey was about to change. The souls of time past are amongst her. Their clear and evident presence have become a constant reminder of who she was before she clawed the door of greed and self destruction. No amount of pain could erase her truth. The Hell she was about to enter was of her own conviction...created and nurtured by she, alone. Her lies were of all magnitudes. No one was off limits. Family meant nothing. Friends became stepping stones, while children were despised and discarded. Acquaintances...merely, fair game. The pain bestowed upon others was unforgiveable, unfathomable and disgusting. And one by one...moment by moment...she will reunite with her truth. Reality has just become a nightmare. Dreams are a luxury of the past, while fantasies are banned, forever. "Soup De Jour"...Cancer.