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Guerrero de Pelo Güero
Te fuiste igual como llegaste, peleando por tu vida. Sin duda, tu dulzura nunca sera igualada. Y aunque no puede ser comprada, uno sigue en búsqueda de esa compañía. Porque tu energía se siente todavía, dentro del que antes fue tu guía. Una sinergia compartida entre hombre y canino, igualada a padre e hijo. Sigo…
Best Friend, dog, Heartboken, Heartbreak, Letting go, Love, muerto, Peace, perro, Poem, Poema, Poesía, Poetry -
Meet Me in the Poetry Section
{Will I ever see you again?} Its non-venial to admit we met like millennials. Riffling through vile profiles and stifling from trifling faces full of denial. Kicking down doors and snapping hinges. Lost roaming in unknown fringes. My eyes assaulted and halted, by a feminine specimen, possessing a smile so genuinely samaritan. My sight in…
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Do it (circa 2009)
Opening up and being vulnerable is something new for me. I’ve written poetry and other works in secret for longer than I can remember, being afraid to show anyone my joints because I didn’t want people to judge me or whatever. Thanks to family, friends and therapy I’ve built up the courage to finally share…
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Me
Biologically complete and fixed with deceit. Ethnically ambiguously I storm through the streets. “Half-breed” is all that’s perceived from this creative creature with desirable features. I host a face, constantly called “mixed-race,” and wield words that quake, to govern my fate. Hitting the genetic jackpot and delaying the old eugenic plot. My soul holds more…
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G A M E
“In Chengdu, it’s called ‘Marinating with the Chickens.’ So… ‘Cluck, Cluck’ and go get your wet wipes b*tch!” – E. Huang What’s cooking, good looking? From afar you got me shookt, flipped and dipped into a craze of lust. Don’t fuss, and trust that I’m not just looking to bust these * doors… To leave…
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Knowledge of Self
Evident how inhaling deep drags from rolled zig-zags, helps my mind escape the gulag. So finally this stag gets his chance to nag. I’m Connivingly silent when I lay like a laymen, and this gentleman gentile will lift the ambiance with a smile. I Puff more magic than the Dragon himself. Peep the jargon, as…
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Swipe Right
[Here I cum] Taking and making it literal, lyrics to a track, one constantly and thoroughly listened to. Flavourful, sweet, possessing tantalizing beats and backed with mercenary MCs, Selfish by Slum Village gave guidance to the obsolete. Not proper in morality but kept one propped on two feet. Storming through, cashing checks and snapping emotional…
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Primer Intento
Lenguas quemadas, ardiendo y el café sigue fluyendo. Se coge una taza y yemas bailan sobre el teclado. El corazón abierto de piernas conduciéndote un examen de papanicolaou. Que se de reconocimiento de este primer intento. No hay barreras o muros deteniendo al burro intelectual. Conjurando tres lenguas, bueno, dos buenas y una no esta…
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Regurgitated Back to Life
{Rusted. Oxidized & immobilized.} Jokes, jeers, deep breaths and tears secrete out my face, in defeat each drop stings resembling mace. Mixing emotions; like a fucked-up cocktail, swashing around the head cavity, leaving the skull stale. Wets the whistle with lies that fizzle reality, impairing the true identity of what is killing me softly. Intoxicating…
Cheated, cheated on, fuck you, Heartboken, Heartbreak, Hurt, Lied to, Lies, Lost, Love, Poem, Poetry, Torn Apart, Trust, Trust issues -
Family Bonding
Dedicated to the sick f*cks who stand by your side, by all means necessary. The story of our bond is strange, ‘cause it dates back before the internet age. Just keep on reading, I will explain. Initiated by previous generations before we was even an idea. Your pops Martin and my ma’ Irma, two platonically…
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