Night is for the hours
Cowards,
Let a man of God speak or night
Will continue to burn flowers

It's been said napkins are the greatest currency
For it holds the food spittle of man
Like how ambulances sit waiting
To clean up after misfortunes
And make fortunes for the fortun-
Who Ate paragraphs of spider webs
And patted weaves like black men seating at the back of the limited luxurious Q46 bus nodding heads to the noise of Toyota cameras they couldn't afford in the land where they spend $300 million to part the seas for summer entertainment
While they only spent $40 on California cuteness and walked on water with 13 Jesus' and ate at the bottom of the sea with only three tokes from the plastic bag

Let a man of God speak or night
Will continue to burn flowers
For we graduated from 30 hot nights of mathematics
Only to find that the future will always be white and in the *******

She comes, and she goes but she never stays
She looks, she smiles, but she never speaks.
I look at her; she is a beauty of forever,
She brightens the way like a shining star.
She walks like a snake sweetly,softly and silently
her open hair flying in the open air
I know, does she know?
What a beauty she can make!

It ****** me off that no matter how over you I am,
   I still get that flipping feeling in my stomach
       every time we make eye contact.
                             *******.
It's not like I want you back or anything. I don't
    even LIKE you. So what is it then? Lust?
In all honesty, I don't want you in my life at all.
    You're not good for me. Deceiving little siren.
I loved that moment when you realized I'm
     no longer under your spell. I'm free from your
         binding hands and false promises.
                             Free at last
                            *Free at last