Blanch Guts
I may not be anonymous
I’m predisposed to mostly white.
Paled by charming powder puffs
Under any paltry day or night.
I may not be anonymous
I may appear big, small heavy and then light.
one little line of chronic
then it’s down & up 1000s hillside slopes to cut the gluttonous lust.
It grows in fervour
Diminishes all care.
If time is money (Wutang)
then it’s wasted to card dealing chancers
who think it is fair in the twilight
to fight this addiction to an eating disorder.
Sizes me up
Rounds me in
Heard in
cattle calls
Not time to feed but blanch Guts away to her final slaughter.
Why do I want to change my hues?
Tie Dye?
Or maybe these words are a whitewash of denial or a statement covering up a fat lie.
(May 2019)
Posted on Oct 24, 2020, in MUSIC BLOG and tagged Creativity, Eating Disorders, Emotions, In Yer Face poetry, Life, Mental Wellbeing, POETRY, Reflection, self expression, Stream of consciousness. Bookmark the permalink. 6 Comments.
Wutang! I’ve been a member of wutang clan for 7 years and I’m all wu’d up!
I’ve experienced some pretty paranormal shit and I’ve been writing about it all my life. I’ve written hundreds of thousands of words and gotten hundreds of thousands of views. I also just dropped a 35 song 2021 wutang album recently. Some people think it’s a perfect 10 album but some people think it’s mediocre which is a compliment because I did it single handedly besides the beats. I’m a Christian/Buddhist/Muslim and my wutangcorp.com name is “project trillogic” but my rap name is actually projectilllogic but it use to be projectillogic. Trillogic is trill and a trill in Star Trek is a species that goes into a host till the host dies then it finds a new host etc. ect. Trillogic was my assigned name.
Paranormal shit includes Mayan counting, synchrinicity, a dream wife and kids, the time 4 of us saw a Jesus statue come alive in an electrical storm when I put a pot pipe to his lips, the time Jesus brought me to god in a dream and we had a conversation ect. ect.
I’m also a major celebrity so please check out my page;)
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Not sure how to feel about this, so I’m choosing the innocent version, which is deep and which I like.🙏🏾
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I know some of my poems and experimental works are blatant. I have to stay authentic to what I felt & what was going on in my life at the time. I wrote it in May 2019. It was almost cathartic and I’m always grateful for feedback. I am not shy of your honest feedback. It is a quality I hold in high regard, my friend.
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I understand, my uncertainty was from a racial perspective but as I said, I chose to love its depth from another perspective
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Yeah my uncertainty was from a racial perspective. But as I said, I chose to love its depth from the most likely point of view, which has nothing to do with that.
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Well my uncertainty was from a racial perspective but as I said, I chose to love its depth from the most likely points of view which have nothing to do with that.🧡
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