Friday, January 23, 2009

destroyed...




suffocating in his house made of glass but not a single window...
gasping for air on the bed he made, using the stones he can't throw for a pillow...
at first the union made perfect sense, now he enters and exits under mistrust's surveillance
harvesting 9 month fruit that was planted last summer while
holding back tears that want to fall like autumn leaves
from a tree with a wetness reminiscent of spring showers
only to be frozen into snowflakes by the cold shoulder of winter
wanting to remain intact but just existing,
not living, not getting only giving...life freys and splinters
into like, love and lust
the nightmare of once fertile soil turned to dust...
that never really was...
rising from submission to a reigning position...like the phoenix
example of living, loving, resilience, feel the realness
a shift in the paradigm of what should be and what is...
behaving as though it were
ship abandoned because the friend is a "her"...and now hurt...
the balancing act is off key and askew
unsure of how to shift the weight of the righteous thing to do
but honor prevails, a knight donning his armor to stand against adversity
universally
but his valor is muted in misguided preservation of imaginary peace
so he slumps suffocating in his house made of glass but not a single window...
eyes closed, head resting on the stones he dare not throw...
destroyed…

Monday, January 12, 2009

Shannon rhymes with Random...(16 bars)

I know a GOOD dude named MONK that recently posted "16 Randoms" on his blog...essentially random and little know facts about himself...you know sharing w/ the group and sh1t...you're supposed to TAG people to participate in the exercise but Dame don't be following directins and sh1t!!So, I pretended that he tagged me and proceeded to try to type a Randomness joint of my own and realized that there isn't anything that's just really random about me that people don't already know...damn my open-booked-ness! So here is an attempt to try to tell you some sh1t you didn't know about this GOOD GIRL!(taking a deep breath)

Photobucket1 - My mom doesn't (and has never) cooked...I was raised on Chinese food and Churches chicken...I live in TEXAS, so when my Southern folks start rattling off "soul food" that they love and sh1t...I can't even contribute...and as a result of my mom's culinary handicap, I learned to eat w/ chopstix before I could use a fork!

2 - I am a functioning NOMOPHOBIAC Photobucket which means I have a fear of being without my cell phone...sad but true...my phone's name is KRYPTONITE and he even has a special spot in my bed!

3 - When I lived in CA (1985-1993), I was a breakdancer!

4 - I am ridiculously afraid of clowns...not this okeed doke...GASP A CLOWN! type sh1t..Photobucket I am talking all out, can't breathe, crying, screaming, bout to pass out ass AFRAID OF CLOWNS! My son wants a clown at his 6th b(earth)day party, and guess what? if the clown is there...mommy won't be!

5 - I don't eat watermelon (ANY melon for that matter), cornbread, pancakes, anything that ever had tenticles or jello...(unless it's in shot form, of course)

6 - In addition to my actual son, Clarence, I have 3 imaginary children...the twins, Carson (boy) and Clark (girl)and the baby Harlem Renai!

Photobucket7 - I will always tell you if your breath hurts my feelings...

8 - Sometimes I talk with an English accent just because! When I was little, my sister and I would speak in fake as sign language to each other in public just to mess with people...lol

9 - Photobucket Before I buy a new pair of heels... I hit a 3 point stance and take a lap around the store to make sure I can run in them!

Photobucket10 - I don't have a FAVORITE RAPPER! I have a HIP HOP VIP section where all my favorites get along like vegetarians (no beef)! "We superstars, no Lupe"

11 - I am a handful! (kind of)Photobucket

12 - I LOVE the smell of gasoline!

13 - When I was in kindergarten I was kicked out of Tyler Street Christian Academy for absolutely regfusing to go to chapel because I was convinced that there were vampires in there!

14 - I wish I was as indepedent as I pretend to be on TV...lol

Photobucket15 - When I am alone in my room, sometimes I stare at the wall!

16 - I break out in random ass rhymes all the damn time, just to showcase my lyrical skill adn let niggas know how I feel...LM(red)AO!

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

CONDOMS ARE CHEAPER THAN CHILD SUPPORT...




(Animal Planet theme song playing in the backround…insert Crocodile Hunter impression)

I'm sitting here, in what can only be described as a wildlife reservation for the natural habitat of the hoodus rattus maximus known to the world as the elusive (yet common) "baby mama"...people of the blogosphere, I am losing brain cells as I sit quietly in the waiting room of the Attorney General's Office, Child Support Division...

Ok, for real…I detest the term "baby mama" (and it's masculine counterpart "baby daddy") I prefer the term "co-parent", "child's mo/father" or you could even call the other person by their name... but (Katt Williams impression) this shit right here ni99a!! A FUGGIN FOOL! I hate that I walked in here and witnessed every “baby mama” stereotype on the planet! I see quick weaves that span the entire color spectrum, neck tattoos that spell out the ni99a's name they're in here to "put on papers" in the first place, grills, and more name brands than I even knew existed! and I am forced to ask myself, how the hell does one drive an Escalade on 22s with “bad bitch” in the paint job to the child support office, park it in a handicap spot, and then say they need financial assistance?? I am ear hustling in on the tales of "ni99as-aint-shit"-dom with each other (similar to that of trap stories of new inmates trying to earn street cred) and I am amazed at what these chicks have put up with to prove that they are "ride or die" for these WACK-tacular ass knee grows and I say HELL NAH.. I will ride, but I ain't dying! yeah I know I been watching too much "Oz"... but I am in hoodrat hell!

On top of all that, there is apparently a 3 (and a possible) minimum child requirement to be taken seriously up in here...I guess simple math dictates that the single mom w/ one child (and one co-parent) doesn’t have to be helped as quickly as a single mom with multiple prophylactic absent results...I call BULLSH!T! The income/family size grid says I have to make 27k a year OR have more kids to be expedited...f*ck both of those options!! Multi-moms have less personal time, more people to take care of, and arguably less sanity...and I ain’t gonna take a pay cut or explore superfluous reproduction just to get the “nice folks” at the Office of the Attorney General to do their job!

***interrupted mid-mental monologue by a fight between 2 women who were trying to put the same man on support and didn’t know it…did I mention that their kids were 3 weeks apart?***

After security cleared the disruption, I had the (dis)pleasure of filling out the application for child support… it was as thick as the Old Testament filled with phrases like “alleged father”. I mean really, Maury??? There were questions that asked about “distinguishing marks, scars, or tattoos on the alleged father”, “if the alleged father had admitted paternity to anyone else, if so, to who?”, and even asked “Why do you think this is the father of your child(ren)?” ummm… perhaps cuz we was fuggin was the answer I wanted to give, but resisted my inner asshole and colored within the lines like a good girl!

(shrugging)Eh well… eFolks the moral of the story is…be careful who you reproduce with… CONDOMS ARE CHEAPER THAN CHILD SUPPORT!!!

Friday, January 2, 2009

HAPPY NEW YEAR (and shit)



I don't usually make resolutions, but ummmm...I "resolve" to blog more often and shit...HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

Be GOOD or be GOOD AT IT!!!