By KellyG on Sep 13, 2008 in Poetry | 0 Comments
Self is a journey hood that begins when were born,
one that continues long after we’re worn
who, what, where is the id…when is id negated,
will id become it when self is degraded
Innocence hi-jacked before id could count,
identity replaced w/ loathing and doubt
incestuous infection, affection planted the seed,
cognitive of sensual-prowess before id could read
You [...]
By KellyG on Oct 27, 2007 in Poetry | 0 Comments
Time is stagnant as the clock laughs at my impatience
My mind is racing, unable to track my thoughts
The lecture goes on; Categorical Syllogisms are…
He is saying something…Important?
LISTEN! I command myself
Focus
Tic and then, and then it’s a…Toc
Something about Fallacies, Something about a TEST?
Something, Something assignment that’s due…Some day?
I NEED TO PAY ATTENTION, I need milk, bread, [...]
By KellyG on Oct 27, 2007 in Poetry | 0 Comments
Everything you feel, touch,, smell, see, taste has its own energy, its own life. When you deny this fact, the energy will find a way to make its presence known, acknowledge or?
The wood your coffee table is made from, was once alive, it stood proud in a forest
It was a home for families, essential nourishment [...]
By KellyG on Oct 27, 2007 in Poetry | 0 Comments
We are young minds that trust you
We are eager to learn and eager to please
We will believe whatever you say
We are impressionable, and untainted
We are the working class, just the average Joe’s
We dream of a better tomorrow because We have been told it’s within our grasps
We are the ambitious, but undisciplined students.
We are the [...]
By KellyG on Sep 8, 2007 in Poetry, Politics | 0 Comments
Who The Fuck Are They?
They are the “Mean Girls”, of the world
They say BE NICE, But not too nice
people will walk all over you…they will not respect a pushover
They say be “Feminine” But they keep changing the rules on what is or who is feminine!
Be Athletic, but not a jock
Tall, but not a [...]