Story Telling
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The milk is
Poured, fermented
Stomped in a
Winepress
For me to be
Soothed in my
Sickness,
The night lights
Light up my
Feet, being
A lamp not
A society
With crab
Legs,
Where humans
Can burrow, crawl,
Go side to side,
Jump in the
Air, crawl, stoop,
Bend,
But human nature
How long,
O Hamlet?
How long
Must you take
To come back
With the flowers
You've promised
When we first
Laid down in
Our pasture?
How long
Must it be
Teach my lips how
To speak with
Your Bohemian voice
'Cause you're my
Valencia, and
You don't have a choice.
Valencia, Valencia
I really love your flesh
She bathes on a
Roof, with Youth
Shining on her with
His delicate rays
He bathes in her
Breasts, with Youth
Darkening into a
Disappointed eclipse
And the Moon and
King Lear puts
His fist down
With an iron
Force so strong,
It wakes up the
Citizens, bright and
Early, at 6 A.M.
SHARP! To make
their bed, brush their
teeth, get dressed, and
The robots march
They play their drums
As he is carried out
Wearing Honor and Splendor
Showered with the flowers of military
Rites, as he is lifted
For the whole world
To see. Slain from his
Mermaids and sirens
Swim in the ocean
One of the mermaids
Wishes to walk on the
Water with one of
The sirens, but
Her mother warns her
"No!"
And his father has
She rises up to the scaffold
As the city crumbles down
Her chest is presented
Put on display, for the whole
World to see, but never interpret
A girl with no name,
But a use, "The Interpreter"
Cinnamon Sally,
With the heart of a cinnabun
And the aura of cinnamon
Prances around the fields
But the spice fills her nostrils
To where she can't breathe
Cinnamon Sally,
So you've gotten
The dream you've desired
A big house,
A big car,
A husband,
And some food and water
But did you really get what you've wanted?
Now two kids
They come your way
La Serpentina
Charms the men
Who circle around her
With her dance and her tamborine
But little do they know
That the tamborine has
Hypnotize them into a trance
Turned into a Make-A-Wish kid
Cut on the right eye was vicious
Narrowly missed the right temple, accident forgivness
Left cowering in the corner like he heard three 6's
On the Tube The great city that is London ,Connecting,Making it possible for the masses to get everywhere,Commuting. Going here, there and everywhere,People are like ants,Non-stop movement,Seems a little pants Yet without the inhabitants what wo
Started out,
Observation of 2 other entrepreneurs,
Watching them make money,
Started to burn my head.
Knowing I had the ability,
Match them head on instead,
Asking friends to join me,
I got hit up with some plans for the night.I told peeps that I'm down and he said alright.
Short story and visual illustration of how young ladies like me fight insecurities while being attracted to the opposite sex.
