by: Titus Swen
The motor trembled and roared the garage and made smoke and dropped water on the cool asphalt, sweet smell to some and better to others, from that sound lifted eyes in wonder.
upon the sunrise far into haslet
The motor trembled and roared, trembled and roared,
as it rolled smooth and carried light,
something was going to happen: the day was all but done.
call it whatever, I wish they might have said before I got out the car. with an half hour to spare.
I count the minutes, hours that pass.
my friends walked a long side me to enter my house.
as time flow like a bird in a hurry
as the phone rang with no sings of stopping.
answering it was a dare, but a mystery
answering, but only hearing things I don't want to hear about the motor and its roar in that kind of manner.
telling me that the people in that beautiful monster wont see the sun set nor rise for a long time.
and if so for ever
Ode To My Spikes
And ode to my spikes
Bought for me by my dad
A pair of spikes
Which Nike made themselves
With their crafty minds and heartless machines
A pair flashy flexible as a snake
I gave my feet to them
As if they were wanted
My feet were on 2 clouds made from heaven
Black pit, engraved with a light at the bottom
Two chaeta’s, two guns ready to fire
My feet owed all honor
By these godly spikes
they were on top for the first time
My feet made me feel unstoppable
Like a pack of wild wolfs hunting prey
Like a sniper on top of the tallest building
Of these golden spikes
I’m somebody! Who are you?
Are you- somebody-too
Two of us make one pair?
I want to be your pair- do you?
How dreadful- to be- nobody
How out there- like a spot on a spotted cup
To say your name- the heart felt
To a gentlemen that seeks her.
A) Careless free soul wonder where you’ll go next
B) Worried about life not to live it free
A)you tell a beautiful but still vex
B) certainly now you must live life lovely
C) the lies the faithless you still seem to avoid
D) no concern to care but you show that you do
C) from sunset to sunrise your beauty still deplore
D) by faith, by chance, changing directions
E) but your eternal flame shall not die
E)nor shall people put sin in your heart
F)when your time is winding down
G) you can see what other fail to believe
G) so long lives your faith and soul won’t meet defeat
Where I'm From
I am from the gold
From blech, and Mr. Clean
I am from the heat of the sun
I am from thorn bushes
The rose elm
I am from the gatherings and firm hand shacks
From my mother and father and sister
I am from ……
From be thankful of what you have and keep your hands to yourself
I am from bible school
I am from Africa grapes, and sweet oranges
From the runaway brothers and the double meager sister
I am from the photos on the wall and under the bed lock boxes