my poetry is los angeles
traffic jams and cars goin'
too fast over speed bumps
old school chevys and
crenshaw blvd on sunday nights
about poetry houses
the world stage
da poetry lounge
mic and dim lights
my poetry is jazz in leimert park
5th st dicks
chamomile tea, the moon, and microwaved tv dinners
my poetry is red wine and always
so good food at nailah's
and we let it all out
210 bus
pico
venice beach
pawn shops
gangsta rap
sistas talkin loud
say hell naw and mean it too
brothas hustlin on both sides
of the law
and we eatin the best way we can
my poetry is therapy
like in the middle of the night
i know i can say it all in
a stanza
a page
a chapbook
like the old folks say
it's better out than in
and this is how i get mine out
frustrations
fears
fantasies
prayers
desires
dreams
my journals know it all
they know it all
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