Poetry

The World Is Deluxe

The whole word. The whole world, it admires me

If the world was a person it would keep a diary

And mention Jose. Jose the world would mention

The world is relentless like my writing skills. Watch how I pen this 👀

I’ma send you to the dentist when a couple teeth I knock them out

I went fishing and put in my pants a flaming trout

I’m friends with Tom Hanks and I made out once with Courtney Love

For a whole month I pissed in a jug. That’s how long it took to fill up the tub

I bathed in it, true. It’s funny but that’s the type of shit I do

How I jot it is so… something. What’s the adjective I’m looking for?…

I told my old lady, I just ordered pizza. Whatchu cooking for?

Put the spatula down, sweety.

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Poetry

So Profound

Hazy daisies shine ubiquitous
Wind blows cold wind blows ticklish
Winds without impetus
So no grey leaves flutter
And a twister twists no longer

A preponderance of people at my gate without a cause
A piranha was the fish that was talked about in Jaws
Photography replacing photographic memories
Concertgoers saw the same concert as those not attending it

Yo, it’s a word so slick and so beautiful, Yo
Age is an ever shrinking cage carried on the shoulders of a beautiful hoe
Radio jams play in the Club of Sam as cruddy hands reach for the mustard jam
All movies now display Apocalypse themes

The Apocalypse theme is pertinent
As the world tires of itself
Humans grow tired of themselves, and that is true maturity
Like a silent emergency you ain’t never heard of me

So well-fueled is drool at the altar of class
The professor filled a glass and skinned a last drip off a Carmex lip
Heard ‘round the corner a half-hearted quip, then a sneeze, and no one blessed it
Atheists opened shop with no suggestions, on sale was logic that lead to question

A single sunflower is dumb power
Smoking cigs outside Trump Tower
In Chicago, that’s where I’m from yo, listen
If you’re driving on LSD, no way you can miss it

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Poetry

The US

My hand looks like I just pulled a fire alarm
Sometimes I doodle. I draw faces. That makes me calm.
I may post pictures of the faces I draw
Faces.
My mind is a band and I call it Oasis
So why would I not
Give the public a piece of my Oasis
I could have been born anywhere
But I was born in this nation
So I was born lucky
Kuz I could have been born
In a 3rd world country
When I look at it from that perspective
I’m grateful to chance
But that doesn’t mean this country can’t
Do more to advance
Same goes for me

Damn.

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Poetry

World Flow

I’m too real, man. In a way, it’s a gift
What’s with this shit about American tits?
American bliss. I feel bliss American
I dare the gin to take a double shot of a human
Fumin’? No
Few oppose Jose
But then again
Few even know Jose
I invite more people to know me
Invite more people to oppose me
I wish the whole world would oppose me
Just to see how I’ll react
In fact, I factor in the dancer in the coffee room
Toffe yoon
Like Topher Grace my hair
I wear what I wear
Without a tenth of one care

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