this day...

05-31-2011 - our precarious movements swallowed excueses that leave behind dusty excrements.

05-31-2011 - grateful, dressed to the 'T' work allows freedom. this resource a blessing. smiles.

05-31-2011 - saved him as a friend he...inboxed his lust now texting him setting it all straight.

     Trying my hand at these American Sentences, the American verticle Haiku, by A. Ginsberg. I have my own brand name for them but at the present; I really can't recall. So i'm at work and very thankful for what He's provided me with. Keeping myself in keen rememberance that THIS poisition does not pay all of my bills and reach EVERYTHING in my life...its a resource that keeps change in my pocket. I can use it to fund the self publishing of my books, fund my cleaning business; Proposition T.U. (Tidy Up), and a few other ventures...I'm just thankful.

     I'm in this period of time where, as my Pastor, says, its deconstructing time...the time where He decides what remanins and what has to be decimated completely in my life. Having to remember i'm 29 now so its a departure from everything I thought was Me...and every methodology, ideology, fantasy, warped reality etc. Its the serious uprooting and pruning of my entire existence. I want my entrance into my 30's to be spectacular, clear and free!

discovering this thing..this piece lost

from the puzzel...this

thing...

the thing i've searched for outwardly...where

my feet have grown tired...you know, weary...

where i've forced my self into

places seedy and dark...

crevices; damp and raw...bereft of

comfort, bereft

of life...places where no one lived...

we all...

i mean...most of us just...was...

no purpose...

thats been me...yeah, its been me...searching

for THAT thing...that

thing that at one time was the

foolish soundoff that I

casually passed off...but the same thing

that I now need more

than my next breath...that thing...

yeah, you know what that

is...that VALUE thing...that

HONOR thing...that

HOLISTIC and WHOLE thing

those things that

have been missing from me...

those things I sold for sex and other peoples

molded indentities...those things..man

the spices of life....

those additives that matter....

but...

i'm gettin them back man...

gettin them back

and this time

 i aint....

i said, i aint gonna let go...

uhn uhn, not me...i aint gonna let go...i'm

gonna...yes I am, i'm gonna

plant them

within me...and cultivate them...gonna

water them and shade them...

gonna expose them to those that can benefit from them

and add fertilization them

so that them can grow...

i'm gonna cherish them...eat their fruit and

live long off of them...

sit beneath them...and read them....breath them...

exhale them...

i'm gonna looooooooooooooooooooooooooooove them....

gonna love them wide open...

gonna wear and speak them loudly in my

stage-actors voice that carries...

gonna proclaim them...

gonna let my restored soul utter them in his out-loud voice....YEAH!

©2011/+SpokesmaN

     sooo yeah thats where I am right now...i'll be back later to update and try my hand at some poetics.

Shalom,

+SpokesmaN