Nurse

Her love is medical.... she can heal me when I'm sick, stitch me when I'm ripped, kiss me when I'm lonely and allows visitation from my homie. She takes the pain away without a swallow, and fill's my corpse when it's cold and hollow. When my head hurts she gives me new head, when I'm depressed she get's undressed and get's me lifted. She's done things a doctor never could, like make me stop the hustling and escape the hood. She has me on an IV, of loving life in it's entirety. Doctor's orders to keep thumb tucked, like the tail of Papa once was. I know I'll always be an addict..... of her love.... recovering ........ but I'm not high, just hovering far above suffering. -LIV

TYPE

A roller coaster ride that would make the amusement park jealous (Nardo), so much changing in my brain my head is callused. Calculated malice, as I feel the need to laugh when I'm over run with sadness. Deep breaths to the excess, though less vexed when I think of her deep breath when sexed. How did I become so lucky, from people trying to fuck me to the one who loves me. Yes, that clean love.... the type when your in the wrong and need a hug she holds you up. The type when you need fresh air she'll finger-brush your hair. That type that could be across the world but care like she was there. The type that makes it a waste of time for me to type, cause what I write could never justify the type. Yes I'm happy, I'm alright..... she's my type!! -LIV

Rash - ional

Soul caged with a mind like fine wine and green cheese, old aged. Last bracelet I've worn complements of the county. 100 yard dash full speed trying to leave my past as it remains on my ass like diaper rash. My brain's stained with the guilt and pain of long doing wrong. Fueled by octane, slowed down by years of moving -------. Cultured as a missionary, white man in a black suit mixing race's like a fast Olympian. Torch to carry is cold and less weight then the burden of being uncertain of the date she's returning. Troubled, confusion is doubled by the substances I quit using yet I keep cell loosing. -LIV

Weight

As the earth spins the frozen tree limbs await the spring, and I wait. My loyalty has never been on trial, chipped tooth and unbearable pain yet I can still smile. It's said to be careful what you wish for and I wished reckless, so I'm left with a dog and her dog tags hung from my necklace. My wish for a Christmas present is her presence.... her breath, her touch, her essence. Cold exterior as if I stood in front of my fathers mirror, but the reflection is deception.... I must see clearer. Clutched photograph in hand as I stare at the world so overcast waiting for time to pass, her smile could make it bright at midnight. Careful what you wish for you just may get it, now I only wish to keep it. -LIV