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— I look/feel pretty darn sexy tonight in my new shorts and cut off shirt. Minor details. Whatever.

— I think I’m going to hire Starchild (Luke Davis) to mix and produce my next album. His sound is different. I like different. I need different.

— Want to give up on some folks. Completely. I’ve had enough. But Jesus never gave up on me. The world should REALLY thank God for Jesus…

— ‘Bout to do something drastic. Its about that time.

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I don’t recognize this place.

My heart,

my soul…

it doesn’t claim the same space,

and it doesn’t take the same shapes like I knew from the last time.

And my mind…

this state is foreign.

But since I’m so far in it’d be best to make it work.

It kinda hurt to be a tourist in my own town.

My thoughts no longer look how

I remember them—

I know this because Ive been with them my whole life.

I feel like…

an alien in this body,

a tourist in my own town.

My voice doesn’t even sound familiar.

These eyes through which I stare at limbs seems strange and at best,

peculiar,

I-

I’m not sure I’m in the right place.

My face and how I knew it,

my skin and what it emits just isn’t the same.

I don’t even know the name of this state.

All I know is I can’t wait

to be back home

I want some of the oral sex—

to say,

a man who speaks and always lets

his every thought be known.

To say, a man who isn’t afraid to go

verbal.

Speaks with intent and conviction.

Some of the oral sex

that’ll make love to my ears I’ll listen,

talk back if necessary.

I want some of the oral sex extraordinary

and loud.

Some to confound my wise and astound.

I want it, give it to me now—

some of the rarer oral sex.

I know where I stand.

Here.

On this line.

I stand where time has changed our romanticized views of self and each other.

I stand where another has probably preceded me.

I stand directly here.

On this line.

I stand where mine own eyes have assumed accuracy.

I stand where another has infallibly preceded me.

I know where I stand.

Here.

On this line.

I stand where Rhyme is unpaired with Reason

I stand full believing another has preceded me.

I stand directly here.

On this line.

I stand goodbyes being silently screamed at me

at every possible opportunity

That line, here I stand it.

I stand where awkward damn near commands it be the center of every interaction.

I stand where another has in passing, before me.

I know where I stand.

Here.

On this line.

And I can’t stand it.

Peel back your clothing and let me see what you’re made of.

Let me see, what with dirt, Love created.

I’d like to see every perfect imperfection.

Your every pore that lets in moisture from kisses.

Peel back your dermis—

this is the only way to be naked.

Give me your insecurities,

make it easy for my taking.

Breaking every bashful bone in your body leaving only the bold ones, is what you’ll thank me for.

Peel back your inhibitions more—

I want you to be naked.

Give me all those complacent lackluster images of you.

Feed into the way I make carbon copies with the stains of my lips.

Allow me to fumble and slip around the caramel complexion that is your skin.

Take off your outsides,

so that within

can be naked.

I know that you’re waiting for me—

You’re out there waiting for me patiently.

And even though I don’t want to believe you exist,

I know you’re out there—

and its this thought that makes me smile.

I know that all the while I’m floating through my days that you’re waiting for me—

You’re out there waiting for me patiently.

And even thought it hurts to be toyed with all those to come before you,

I know that the things that you’ll do—

they’re gonna make me vibrate with delight.

I know that thought I might have no faith in your coming that you’re waiting for me—

You’re out there waiting for me patiently.

And even though I can not see how it is that we’ll ever cross paths,

I know the day is coming—

and fast. It makes my hair blow in the wind.

I know that it has been close to forever that you’ve been waiting for me—

You’re out there waiting for me patiently.

And I promise that it’ll be worth that patience and then some,

because you’ll be it for me—

the right One, and my Only.

I know that you have been lonely while you’ve been waiting for me—

You’re out there waiting for me patiently.

And thought I disagree with why it is that you’ve had to wait so long,

I thank God—

for knowing better than me.

I know that HE has blessed you for waiting for me—

You’re out there waiting for me.

Patiently.

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I hear hearts beat in

Iambic pentameter.

Short-Long. Short-Long. Stop.