Ask me about my shoes...Matter of fact,What you should be asking is,Can your feet fit inside what belongs to a man with nothing to lose?Would you be too insecure to wear scuffs foo late to undo?Are you brave enough to walk with your head up high,Meanwhile others laugh at poverty you've accrued?Cut from anyone's approval... Continue Reading →
Shining In The Light I’ve Given
Plastic to an authentic man is,Tragic.Bodacious you may be,So curvaceous in your lace jeans,You lace me!With many carnal desires.But,Even with a drive,Such as mine,I tire!Like any other when It feels each wheel is falling off,On a road that once inspired me to fire,Shots,On shots,Of scotch until I rotted on a pile of rocks I rose... Continue Reading →