Cutting off the sideburns

Razor to my neck with no thoughts of the end
Just a new start, a new day, feeling fresh from the beginning
Hop into the shiny shoes so I can walk through the door
Like, Damn I've seen some bling but never step like that before
Yeh, plus I got the smile to match cuz my spirit stay high
Please remain seated and buckle up when I'm feeling so fly
To all the ladies in the place with thick waist and hips
Allow me to place this smooth skin upon your lips
Just let me feel that body move while on the dance floor
Later on I'll agree that you;ve never done this before
Cuz you never had a cat like me
So close to royalty, even Simba ain't met cat like me
That's just how it goes, when you in a new city
Atlanta's where the phatties never looked so pretty
At the end of the night, counting the numbers that I've earned
I've never been so happy that I cut off my sideburns

hunger pains in my belly

some toast, peppermint tea, and my last soft chocolate chip cookie. Ingredients to a sweet meal before bed. I had none last night. Sadly, the market doesn't get done by itself. But there are other markets to be had. The money market.

For as I lay here on my couch that's too small, on this computer that's too old, and in these clothes that's too young I can only think of how much I will appreciate this life when I'm waving to the sun as it breaks through the grey clouds of desire. I can't wait till these walls are painted with delicious colorful meaning and the victorian stairwell leads to the passionate rooms of the sky.

On the day I greet my childhood at the bottom of the playground slide, I will tell him, "hang in there kid. Make lots of friends. Don't worry about nothing, someone special has got your back and He won't let you down." I know it won't be easy for him. Being in the lime light is scary. But this buisness is about being seen. You can't afford third place because you're living in a first class world and that means you're the closest to the cockpit if anything goes wrong.

This is my life. This is my fire. I promise to come out of the flames as a new man ready to help hold up this world.

stalled on the tracks

Ladies.

Why are you so... so... so deceptive? So indirect? So decieving?

If you know the exact problem of a situation why ask a question to see if we're going to lie? We don't want to lie. We'd actually like to save this lie for something bigger but noooo, you force us into a corner. Stop it I say, just stop. Just come out and say you saw us do it or you know we did it and just want to know why. We'll admit it. You caught us fair and square. We might even applaud you on your detective work and take note of it for that one day we need to find out something juicy about others.

The other classic is the look which I find to be hilarious. You won't say nothing as we say hello and continue on our day as if nobody is about to be stabbed in the lung while watching you ride a steaming train en route to crash into our stalled car of innocence. Just speak up; because if I pretend to not see it then the pressure in your system reaches that dangerous red level and they say I'm the one with the risk of high blood pressure. When there is a problem, address it or the problem wasn't that big to begin with.

Oh, here's a good one, "You had me so worried. Why didn't you at least call?" Cause obviously I wasn't worried at all. If you are so worried and need to hear from me, here's a bright idea, pick up the phone and dial. "But why should I call? You're supposed to call me." Please, if wanted to call you that means I would have been thinking about you (burnnnn!).

Other than that, we love you. We even find the pre-mentioned quarks a bit funny. Just stop being so complicated and you'll get more loving and appreciation. Hey, we might even tell you that once in a while.

oh and happy new year.