“Whisperers Of A Half Naked Truth” isnt finished. Infact it didnt even have a title until today. I just wanted to post it because I really like what I wrote thus far. Only one person really see my work before I committ to it, and she declared it finished but I think I can go deeper with it, so I shall. I’ll take it down in a few days So enjoy the read, or let me know what you think.
Thnks Trpp
Scattered truths worth their weight in gold.
Some told and some half told.
Some young others just a few days past old.
Either gone by time,
No longer existing
Or breathing in continuum; forever drifting.
What they took from us in the physical we resurrect through sound and worship through rhythm.
Planting Kick Drums, 808’s, Hi Hats, along with Snares; We grew a new religion.
Hands on God’s
Will as we steer our town cars through the city with the volume on “most high” blasting our new belife systems.
Something I designed for Kicks & Dribbles
A F R K N ZOO
View Larger Some Shit I made a while back..looking on it now, it doesn’t even make sense. But i still kinda like it.
WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE INANIMATE OBJECT?from tumblrbot
Let me consult my dictionary
I want to roll you up.
Light you on fire, blow smoke through your lungs just to Inhale you. And I’m hell too.
I got dreams I can paint, lies I can weave, vials of compliments I can use to regale you.
Promises disperse, honesty is fragile, And love is stale too. You don’t love me and I no longer hold the grudge, I just want you to use me up so I can use you, make your heart my rag doll, make a play pin out of it, toy with ur emotions, and tear you down. Im actually looking forward of growing tired of our play time together….just so I can shelve you.
Dont Tell A Soul, But Warn A Friend.
“Forever” would never dare disappoint me like “Never” did. “Maybe” is a lot more dependable than “Almost” was. “Always” may have been clingy, but at least she doesn’t have commitment issues like “Sometimes” Does. “Probably” came and went as she pleased but at least she was always on time, Unlike “Flakey”….She was always 2 hours late and “just 10 minutes away”. “Gorgeous” had an ugly disposition and her attitude was equally unattractive, But at least “Busted” state of mind was well put together and she was pleasant to be around. I spent a lot of money on “Fine” took to her all the fancy restaurants on 10th street, even went shopping on Sak’s Fifth. She was worth it though, well mainly because… Well lets face it, she was… FINE. “Artistic” was lots of fun; Very eclectic and was the sole proprietor of her own spunk. She appreciated my affinity for Romare Bearden’s work and encouraged obsession with Jazz…But she left me for my buddy…”Whimsical”. Did I also mention she was an aspiring “BITCH” too? The End.
