Asswipe

“I am God”, said an asswipe.

Blew his horns, sounded from a pipe.

All you bloody did was see a shrink,

Who helped you get outside of hell’s brink.

Like a Jungle-man beating his chest,

You proclaim that you are the best.

You can walk on water,

Do things like in the gutter.

Make wine out of pee-pee,

Glamorous gold shit-shit.

Fucking whores on a schoolnight,

I’mma choke your windpipe.

Don’t mess with me, dickhead,

Might light fire to your fucking bed.

Wise Bud

Continuing with the photography, this was pre-meditated. Four Budweisers down, I wa able to carefully peel off the stickers off the bottle and label them on the tabby.

He has been my billboard for most anything.

🍻 Do not drink and drive. Put the bottle aside, pull over, take a swig, and then drive.

Nooo… seriously, it is not a question of capability, it is a question of safety. Drink at home or Uber. 😬

Drama

No cocktail works,

The bartender shook and stirred;

I asked him to add a few of my ingredients.

He filled me a pitcher with an umbrella.

I said my goodbyes and sat by the water.

Dusk turned to dawn,

The pitcher was long gone.

I closed my eyes and dreamed of a fairytale,

The sun came up and seagulls started squawking.

I opened my eyes and saw the sun.

Cheeks dried, sand on feet;

I stumbled back to where it began,

With daggers in my heart,

And images an effigy burning.

I keep living, I keep dreaming.

My body is Wakandan.

It refuses to just give up,

When my heart and mind,

Have given up and asked me to drown.