please excuse me…
I don’t mean…I mean..
I do mean…well…you see…
sometimes…ok, let me stop…let me
breathe…
breathe real quick…gotta stable myself…then
again
stabilizing me was always the difficult thing to do…
but…
just…you know…give me a moment…
just a moment
to get me together…ok…
breathing….breathing….take your time
and breathe…
now…
try it again…
…please excuse me…
its never my intention
to be the kat
that speaks from a
forked tongue…you know…
split tongued….you…
speaking on thing…turning around
and saying another…
then again it seems to be my nature…after all a split tongue is only evidence
of a divided or double heart…and in most cases a
double mind.
I mean…its essentially easy for me
to speak truth one moment
and a lie the next…after all
the divided entities within me
were never destined to provide that single
solidarity…
I must confess…my days of halting between two opinions, man…those days
are tiring…the duality…speakin’
the language…the syntax of duality…never a striking and single answer but always
dual confusions and answers that leave even me confused. i
apologize…
yeah…I think that’s what I meant…
no, I don’t apologize for being me…I mean…I gotta be me…gotta be real…
my bad, truth is…
yo, I’m no longer certain
what real is.
been in
a place
man, where singleness of heart and mind…to my tongue
has been next to nihl. I mean…
Im not sure what my…
I mean I do know…
then again I stay in this haze man…like I’ve been, you know, puffin on
that good cheeba…getting my buzz, you know, my free-for-all
cloud9-type groove…
I don’t know…
I do know…
mannnnnnnnnnn WHAT.EVER!
…its like this…
the split tongue…the dual conversations…you know
one moment truth and deception the next…
the divided heart connected to the
double mind…you
walking with confusion and
merging…I’m talking raw copulating relations with the chick, non-clarity…
man it be working me over yo…
got me…loosing my taste…got me
runnin mazes like
rats…you know…gerbils and ish in wheels that have wheels…a perpetual
cycle of convoluted confusion…I
been eatin from this plate
so long…I can’t remember how it tastes…
to be free…
to have a moment of singular clarity…
I loose myself…or should I
say I’ve
lost myselves…
the two halves
that should
have
made
one me…
I’ve lost those entities to
some..some…yo somethin’…
its crazy…
then again…I don’t even remember how I got
in this place man…don’t recall…I mean…
well…you know…
it be like that…heck! I don’t know what it be like, but…I mean…
WHAT.EVER!
I’m out yo!
©2011/bloodspeaks
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