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Soulrain

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  1. wrote this poem last year, it's gone through a few incarnations, here's its latest one. its more of a spoken word piece, i've performed it a few times at readings and such.

    my first sufu post by the way, been lurking for years.

    date rape

    Brown bottle found ground hollow

    But not hollow enough

    To avoid accident knee scrape

    Or southern belle Thursday evening date rape.

    Because dinner date introduction

    Falling into vile seduction

    Hands like words;

    Checking her definition;

    Because it was her body that claimed

    Dictionary Anglo-Saxon abnormality

    And adjectives weren’t ever the

    Past participle part-time turn of phrase

    To describe distance of herself;

    Rather only verbs, rather only subtle sexuality

    Rather wooden floors with hidden creaks

    She speaks:

    I was once a queen but now all I clutch

    Is anger; solidified existence, and with it,

    The accompanying resistance.

    She only finds acceptance in a flask and

    Return to innocence lost is all mind grasps

    but doesn’t keep.

    Regret’s simple sillouette is dark and deep

    But has nowhere to go

    And never sleeps.

    Parked cars with slashed tires dot her vision

    Gold glistens like silver urine in pawn shop window

    With her body, he’s winning a game of

    one sided sharks and minnows.

    And she is watching; mouth agape

    Like second grader on first day

    Or maybe this can help relate-

    She is naievity in heels, on first date.

    And trash rolls by like tumbleweeds

    Blue plastic bags are lenses for nothing, I can see.

    Angry jazz music-

    Like drug-riddled Yusef Lateef

    Hidden with percussion underneath

    Reign down; searching for their panacea

    While angry mobs scream “Free Mumiaâ€

    But do they even know the truth from lies

    White or black or aggrandized?

    Even now daring hands have touched her twice

    gone awry like best laid plans of men and mice

    And even when he’s gone she’s still a mess,

    Only in destruction does he find success

    He only leaves her when her taste has soured

    Stoic like white windowsill in witching hour

    And this testament is our

    Malcontent and I’ll repent

    Her sins for only one dollar minus one cent

    1900 salvation was always second best

    For girls who never came first

    And never rode pink bicycles

    With glitter handlebars and obscene streamers

    Who never flirted with a lonely dreamer

    Instead always left the other half or left the town

    With confusions and contusions

    And as he sets her body down

    He whispers the ritual conclusion:

    She’ll search her secrets with a three-edged blade

    And flaunt emotionally informed angry tirade

    Until one day she’ll know of what this life is made

    And like all else,

    This too shall fade.

    w000t.. you can bang dude :D

    awesome!

  2. Well maybe it looks more "dressed up" and like in ral conditions of wearing the jeans, but a fit pic is just for th jeans, so the top is not necesary (if you only take the jeans in picture, not the whole body of course).

    Shoes can be important if the shoes you have really interfers on the stacking or look

    i must admit that i prefer when pple wears a top for fitpics, but i dont mind if they dont

    agree,mate :D

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