Driftwood

Poetry from ‘The Feathered Sleep

Can I Pray Real Quick

from Seven Says

Seven Says Lyfe Does Get Better

Dear whoever, I want to pray for me, my mom and my city. I pray that I will one day walk without assistance.That I can do shit on my own one day..you know gain back some independence. I pray for peace of mind. I pray that my back n shit don’t hurt when it rains. I pray I wasn’t in so much pain. I’m grateful for the little shit now..you know the stuff I took for granted before..like walking. Man, I felt like this body was straight stupid..gon give up on me while I’m young n using it, man I hated this body it was useless. But yo I gotta live with it now. I’m still Ny, it’s just that my body is down..but I pray every night..can you hear it..will my prayer ever be answered? it’s okay I probably needed 100 and only prayed 70, is it ite that…

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Do Something, Baby!

from Living a Beautiful Life

Living a Beautiful Life

Mmm, lovely.  Light froth rising in the matcha.  The bamboo whisk really is an improvement over a fork and even a metal whisk.  Who was I to argue with tradition for so long?

WOOOTWOOOTWOOTWOOOT

“Shut the fuck up!”

Ah, nothing like the dulcet tones of neighborly love whilst basking in the warm glow of early morning light.

WOOOTWOOOTWOOOT —

“I’m trying to sleep, douchefucker!”

“Fuck you!  I’m trying to make breakfast!”

Several of our intrepid heroes convene in the hallway.  Sipping my matcha, I glance at the clock.  5:38 a.m.  I close my eyes, inhale, feel a small smile form, and exhale.  What luck that I’m already up and mindfully calibrated for the day.

WOOOTWOOOTWOOTWOOOT —

“For fuck’s sake!”

“I don’t know why it’s going off!”

WOOOTWOOOTWOOOT —

“Do something, fuck!  Take action!”

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Isn’t this good advice for life?  When something is happening that you can’t tolerate, or…

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