December 2010
wharf cat
watching so many sailors leave
and so little come back
chunks of grey fur missing
the premature grey that roots in trauma
scars over it’s eyes and body
oil on its feet
what junkyard did the dogs chase it from?
who were it’s parents?
when did it realize the world didn’t want it?
the tourists are afraid of it
the kids try to kick it
the filth darting across your sunshine
the...
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I want to learn. About you, about me. I want to be inspired, educated, improved. I post things that I’m glad I found, whether it’s a Maya Angelou quote; or a youtube fail video that made me laugh. I am an artist, I struggle. I am a rapper, a poet, a comedian, a painter, a bball player, a photographer, a boxer, a dancer, whatever I feel like being. I can be paranoid, depressed,...
