Mom's Day

I might hail 

From Cincinnati 

If you're asking where I'm from

But I hail to

Dionysus 

Until the bottle's done.

If you ask where 

I am going

You'll see where I have been

I tried the vodka 

and the beer

I've even tried the gin

But now I'm pushing 

Thirty

And I'm looking at the grapes 

I'm not drinking to go out 

But I'm still looking to escape

Hail Dionysus 

Hail the vine

And hail the kitchen table

Call the girls

And pop the cork

We're gonna sip

While we're still able

Understand

Thank god for the little girl who sat beside me

On that flight when I wanted to die

But didn't care either way

Thank god she looked over at my phone 

And smiled 

When she saw the little mermaid playing 

I don't understand children

But I understand how wonderful it is

That they understand 

Me

Lesbian

My fingers are pruney and my pussy is soaked

My body she tingles my backbone is sloped

I see my breathe exhaled in the night

My cunt is a rocket and she is in flight 

The take off we nailed the headboard is raw

My cunt she flies high but my eyelids they fall

Break Up

You don't really know 

mental illness 

until you've sung

A break up song 

to your own self.

Not Just Love

I think perhaps it is all dreams

A human dares to dream

and not just love 

that arrive to change your life 

when you least expect it. 

Humps and Thumps to Swerve Around Words

Ugh fuck it I'm headed to bed.

Anyway I'm on fire with words 

And leaving on a *high* note, so...

Have a lovely day my 

phenomenally curved 

Girl who is heard

Speaking her words

Via making her thumps.

Thumps so the grunting 

men can learn something 

From the constant rumbling

And distant drumming of 

Athena gone hunting 

Looking for nothing 

But from where it's coming 

these beats that keep thumping 

From she who is something

To hear in the woods.

You do what feels good 

Like today you could 

Pretend to be loud 

And let out your sound 

Without being worried 

Athena would hurry

If she could hear fury

In your fingers 

You know that bitch, though

She's all for a solo

One woman show

She's not gonna throw

Herself into you so

Just silently know

Athena likes a chase

It's basic

Don't waste 

A full day

On some just-in-case 

Play

When we know the day

She finds you she'll say 

OMG hit this bong

Now this drum and hit strong 

And she'll join along 

In your wordless song

That welcomes the dawn

And battles her yawns

With its power to perk-up Athena.

It's not a battle cry if you're drumming, my sister. It's a battle sound.

Longing for the Deep

Live with me on the ocean floor

Sleep with me on the beach 

Travel on from shore to shore

We'll never buy, but lease

I want your lips forever more

Until as sea foam we're deceased

I'm alive where the birds soar

But I'm longing for the deep 

Helios Sex Party 2015

Somewhere a desert 

Hasn't seen rain in ages

But oh

Oh lord the drips 

The drops of the young sailors

Next to pools

They made and then lay naked beside to tan 

He is mine now and I

I am his too

But I 

Oh I dare say friends

Madness! I am no ones

I am the guest star!

People spend 40 years in an office

A choice they don't feel is a choice

So that they can finally choose

To come to this mirage 

And listen to the palm trees

And yet I sit 

Between sand and sun

Wondering why I haven't 

Forced my choices into an office

And the palm trees sway 

Thankful for the holiday weekend

Because they know it may take

More than a day

For me to fully soak up

This hot tub 

I drop my expectations

And drop to my knees

Instead to talk to the voices

That I forget are always there

And I give up trying to force myself

To give a body to the men

Who need me to own it

I scream

Listen! 

I'm here! Tell me why!

And I fell asleep

I woke up in a hot tub with the stars

And one by one

They came to me

Not on me

Not in me

To me

And wept

And I wept 

And I told them it was going to be ok

And they believed me

I believed me too

LA

Los Angeles is a city full of people 

realizing they can do a lot 

more good in the world 

if they are only famous 

to the people right in front of them. 

Lies About Myself

The lies I've been told 

About myself

By myself

Can only be proven guilty

When I prove my innocence

I cannot simply accept

That I am not evil

If I do not prove how good I am

And I cannot do that by myself

I need to help you 

Too

Tell Her Why

You decided 

That you were the man of the house 

You decided 

We got to whisper and you got to shout 

You decided

We were ungrateful hungry mouths

So you decided

To look for a better way out 

And when you decided 

To take your life in your own hands 

You decided 

That you could just change all our plans

Because that's 

What's family stands for 

To you 

Now I'm here at your grave

And I'm not your little baby

Anymore 

I stand face to face

Tears to grave

And im telling you 

Now you're gonna tell me why you did it 

Tell me why you think I deserved your worst

Don't you try hiding behind your decisions 

After all that you put me through 

I won't make it easy for you

Won't make it easy for you 

 

You decided 

As I stumbled home from the bar

You decided 

That your own house was too far

You decided 

That you could make me a star

You decided 

That you would just pin down my arms

In case I 

Came to

In case I 

Didn't want you to

In case I scream 

You'd convince me 

It was a dream 

And not a nightmare 

And maybe no one will hear

When I scream 

In that room 

Maybe no one will hear 

When I scream on the stand 

But now here I stand 

Woman to man 

Demanding

Now you're gonna tell me why you did it 

Tell me why you think I deserved your worst

Don't you try hiding behind your decisions 

After all that you put me through 

I won't make it easy for you

Won't make it easy for you 

You decided 

That I was just a conquest 

You decided 

That that's what I offered at best 

You decided 

That I didn't need to know about your life

You decided 

That for me and your wife

And you made all your decisions

Without knowing the other side 

Knowing on the inside 

All I've survived 

So as you stand there 

Tears in your eyes 

Wondering why 

I'm saying goodbye 

Ask where will I go 

Because you don't know 

That I know 

The whole 

Story 

I'll look into your eyes

And do for you 

What I know I wanted too

Now I'm gonna tell you why i did it 

Tell you why I think you deserved the worst

I won't  try hiding behind your decisions 

After all that you put me through 

I won't make it easy for you

Won't make it easy for you 

Lives

The skin of America 

is so beaten 

it looks like a battle 

between black and blue.

I Cry

I was raped once

Sadly under

The moon

Which I look to

To light my way

With full faith 

It'll protect me

And for the moon to see

What happened to me

Well I was angry

Until I heard the moon say

With tears down its face

I'm sorry

I had to watch

Your innocence lost

Like a father holding the lantern 

So a rapist could see

What he was doing.

I understood the moon 

What it went through

Because let me tell you

That's the same view

I have of you 

As a white man 

With his hands 

Tied behind lies

And enemy fire

From what the worst of us

Keep shoving

Down your throats

Keep throwing 

Into your homes 

I understand that view

From the moon

White people

Are confused

I know that's not news

God bless you

You're used to it

But no really

God bless you

For what you've been through

I mean it when I say

I will never ever have the way

To apologize 

From my ivory

Tower

White power

Was an idea

A few of us made

Impossible today

To not partake

In despite the way

We feel or we pay

Respects to the paved

Roads of the people

Who died cuz our steeples

We're turned into stakes

That forced you to pay

The ultimate price

For something you never

Should have received a bill for

And sure I am gay

So I come and play

At all of these stages

Because I know the way

It feels to fight back

But it's still a fact

You don't have your back

To the congregation, in fact

You are not at all preaching

To the choir you're teaching 

White boys like me

Even gay I can see

And hear what you say

Every time 

You spite rhymes

Tailored for me 

To sit and absorb

You are not ignored

You are heard

And how arrogant of me

How rude would it be

To pretend what you need

Is the white point of view

Knowing that you

Must be so fucking sick

To death of that shit

Still I hear what you say

Every Tuesday

And perhaps I can tell

You what you the hell

Is really going on on this side

So here it goes

I admit I don't know

I don't know what the fuck to do

How to treat you 

Because my parents

And their folks

And the folks long since croaked

Box me in a corner

Of which there is no

Obvious way

To escape

Billions of us

Are out there cussing

And beating the shit out of you

And Have ruined

Every damn thing we say

As we choke and we shake

Wondering if mentioning your hair

Shows that we care

Or simple tells you watch out

I'm stealing that now 

Do I try and pronounce your name

Like I'm insane

And butcher your family's story

You would hate...or adore me

Adore that I am trying?

Do I listen to you

Play your songs on the juke?

Or until I rebuke 

The white man who pukes

Out his hate 

on your bass

Just shut my face

And my appropriation??

Every thought that I have 

Goes through this mill

Or what won't and what will

Speak to my skin's 

Privilege 

So I sit in this crowd

Screaming out loud

'Go ahead' 'Go in' and 'bring it down!'

But even in this town

With the sun shining down

I will never be brown

Enough to make those sounds

That never came from my people

It just points back to me 

And The stories that we 

Are all told as white children

First off so you know

What it is that is sold

To us in bulk 

Is this 'truth'

We are NOT like you 

But for a white to

Be accused as a racist

Is the most absolute tasteless

Of all accusations

I know that sounds crazy 

With the way we act lately 

But ask any all lives matter

Lady's hate splattered 

On her protest sign

Waiting in line at the RNC

If she really 

Believes 

She's a racist

She doesn't 

I promise

And to call her a bigot

She will not quit it

She'll insist that she's only being equal 

So just know that 

That's where we are at

And the second big lie is still worse

We are told from the first

Time we see you

That you ARE the same

And we shouldn't hate 

But my god don't ever take it there

Don't ask about hair

Don't point out where

We are different

The only chance 

We feel that 

You have to succeed 

Is for you to be

Just like us if you can

So just understand 

In our worlds so flat

That that

Is supposed to be love meant for you

And the last LIE we face

Our biggest problem with race

They tell to our face

Is that we've done our best

To try and erase

Every sin of our predecessors 

To relieve the pressure 

Of how it felt when professors 

Taught us all the measures

Our fathers went through

To kill you 

I wish you knew

What it felt like to

Read history books

Full of these crooks 

Who look just like you 

To read almost the truth 

About all of the ruthless 

Lengths we went to 

To be probably the worst group 

Of people we knew

Will know 

And are

And so we lie

We lie

I will tell you we lie

To ourselves every night 

When we act surprised 

At your riots

Because what did we do?

In this present truth?

How long will we pay

For their mistakes

We never made

We keep saying 

And saying 

We never made 

These things 

Happen

It's all the past

We are trying to scream

Don't you see? It's not me!

In the third grade I seen

A play about Harriet Tubman 

And I clapped! 

I backed her up!

And for the record

We all want to say

I mean don't take your slang 

And your twerk

And your plays

I am not my old man 

I do it to stand 

Up and say damn

Look at what they can do!

I mean man, fellow white's can you

Believe this shit?

This shit lit!

But I'll quit 

Making this worse 

Because I am not here to defend

My fellow white men

I am here to extend 

Some Intel, my friends 

From behind the lies

Of white enemy lines

And thank God for this scene

For these people that speak

Every Tuesday to me

That help me see

And let me stand here

As the first you may here

And tell you I'm sorry

And just in case

That needs to be clear let me face

You head on a state

I am sorry for then. But more sorry for now 

I am sorry for how 

We all, even me

Completely

Ignore 

If we choose to or

If it's nothing more

Than ignorance

It doesn't matter anymore

I am sorry for now 

I am sorry for the new

For the hate that I spew

Straight out at you 

When I choose not to

Watch what I say

Or take time to think

About what my priveledge gives me

Hell just on this stage 

I have to explain 

Even now I'm afraid

That I have taken from you

The art of the spew

The art of the slam

and now here I stand 

Just some white man

Demanding

You clap for me

Sneaking

Into YOUR art

To steal your hearts 

And maybe to win 

Some award in the end

Oh let's all just clap

For the white man and snap

When he takes again 

What isn't ABOUT HIM

again....

I see you

I hear you

And I do not know what to do

About this view

From the mic

Tonight

Expect perhaps tell you 

That as many of us 

Are trying to bust

You disgustingly 

There are those of us

That are part of the problem 

 But dumbed up and Stuck 

and hog tied

By the hands of our white 

Leaders - we cry

And we try

My god do we try

To escape so to find 

A way to defy

The past and our pride

To try and untie 

Our brains 

And we cry 

Every time that you die

Again because I

Because we 

Because I

Am not fighting enough

Out there or inside 

I'm sorry

I'm sorry 

I'm trying 

I cry 

I Cry

(Final)

I was raped once

Sadly under

The moon

Which I look to

To light my way

With full faith 

It'll protect me

And for the moon to see

What happened to me

Well I was angry

Until I heard the moon say

With tears down its face

I'm sorry

I had to watch

Your innocence lost

Like a father holding the lantern 

So a rapist could see

What he was doing.

I understood the moon 

What it went through

Because let me tell you

That's the same view

I have of you 

As a white man 

With his hands 

Tied behind lies

And enemy fire

From what the worst of us

Keep shoving

Down your throats

Keep throwing 

Into your homes 

I understand that view

From the moon

White people

Are confused

I know that's not news

God bless you

You're used to it

But no really

God bless you

For what you've been through

I mean it when I say

I will never ever have the way

To apologize 

From my ivory

Tower

White power

Was an idea

A few of us made

Impossible today

To not partake

In despite the way

We feel or we pay

Respects to the paved

Roads of the people

Who died cuz our steeples

We're turned into stakes

That forced you to pay

The ultimate price

For something you never

Should have received a bill for

And sure I am gay

So I come and play

At all of these stages

Because I know the way

It feels to fight back

But it's still a fact

You don't have your back

To the congregation, in fact

You are not at all preaching

To the choir you're teaching 

White boys like me

Even gay I can see

And hear what you say

Every time 

You spite rhymes

Tailored for me 

To sit and absorb

You are not ignored

You are heard

And how arrogant of me

How rude would it be

To pretend what you need

Is the white point of view

Knowing that you

Must be so fucking sick

To death of that shit

Still I hear what you say

Every Tuesday

And perhaps I can tell

You what you the hell

Is really going on on this side

So here it goes

I admit I don't know

I don't know what the fuck to do

How to treat you 

Because my parents

And their folks

And the folks long since croaked

Box me in a corner

Of which there is no

Obvious way

To escape

Billions of us

Are out there cussing

And beating the shit out of you

And Have ruined

Every damn thing we say

As we choke and we shake

Wondering if mentioning your hair

Shows that we care

Or simple tells you watch out

I'm stealing that now 

Do I try and pronounce your name

Like I'm insane

And butcher your family's story

You would hate...or adore me

Adore that I am trying?

Do I listen to you

Play your songs on the juke?

Or until I rebuke 

The white man who pukes

Out his hate 

on your bass

Just shut my face

And my appropriation??

Every thought that I have 

Goes through this mill

Or what won't and what will

Speak to my skin's 

Privilege 

So I sit in this crowd

Screaming out loud

'Go ahead' 'Go in' and 'bring it down!'

But even in this town

With the sun shining down

I will never be brown

Enough to make those sounds

That never came from my people

It just points back to me 

And The stories that we 

Are all told as white children

First off so you know

What it is that is sold

To us in bulk 

Is this 'truth'

We are NOT like you 

But for a white to

Be accused as a racist

Is the most absolute tasteless

Of all accusations

I know that sounds crazy 

With the way we act lately 

But ask any all lives matter

Lady's hate splattered 

On her protest sign

Waiting in line at the RNC

If she really 

Believes 

She's a racist

She doesn't 

I promise

And to call her a bigot

She will not quit it

She'll insist that she's only being equal 

So just know that 

That's where we are at

And the second big lie is still worse

We are told from the first

Time we see you

That you ARE the same

And we shouldn't hate 

But my god don't ever take it there

Don't ask about hair

Don't point out where

We are different

The only chance 

We feel that 

You have to succeed 

Is for you to be

Just like us if you can

So just understand 

In our worlds so flat

That that

Is supposed to be love meant for you

And the last LIE we face

Our biggest problem with race

They tell to our face

Is that we've done our best

To try and erase

Every sin of our predecessors 

To relieve the pressure 

Of how it felt when professors 

Taught us all the measures

Our fathers went through

To kill you 

I wish you knew

What it felt like to

Read history books

Full of these crooks 

Who look just like you 

To read almost the truth 

About all of the ruthless 

Lengths we went to 

To be probably the worst group 

Of people we knew

Will know 

And are

And so we lie

We lie

I will tell you we lie

To ourselves every night 

When we act surprised 

At your riots

Because what did we do?

In this present truth?

How long will we pay

For their mistakes

We never made

We keep saying 

And saying 

We never made 

These things 

Happen

It's all the past

We are trying to scream

Don't you see? It's not me!

In the third grade I seen

A play about Harriet Tubman 

And I clapped! 

I backed her up!

And for the record

We all want to say

I mean don't take your slang 

And your twerk

And your plays

I am not my old man 

I do it to stand 

Up and say damn

Look at what they can do!

I mean man, fellow white's can you

Believe this shit?

This shit lit!

But I'll quit 

Making this worse 

Because I am not here to defend

My fellow white men

I am here to extend 

Some Intel, my friends 

From behind the lies

Of white enemy lines

And thank God for this scene

For these people that speak

Every Tuesday to me

That help me see

And let me stand here

As the first you may here

And tell you I'm sorry

And just in case

That needs to be clear let me face

You head on a state

I am sorry for then. But more sorry for now 

I am sorry for how 

We all, even me

Completely

Ignore 

If we choose to or

If it's nothing more

Than ignorance

It doesn't matter anymore

I am sorry for now 

I am sorry for the new

For the hate that I spew

Straight out at you 

When I choose not to

Watch what I say

Or take time to think

About what my priveledge gives me

Hell just on this stage 

I have to explain 

Even now I'm afraid

That I have taken from you

The art of the spew

The art of the slam

and now here I stand 

Just some white man

Demanding

You clap for me

Sneaking

Into YOUR art

To steal your hearts 

And maybe to win 

Some award in the end

Oh let's all just clap

For the white man and snap

When he takes again 

What isn't ABOUT HIM

again....

I see you

I hear you

And I do not know what to do

About this view

From the mic

Tonight

Expect perhaps tell you 

That as many of us 

Are trying to bust

You disgustingly 

There are those of us

That are part of the problem 

 But dumbed up and Stuck 

and hog tied

By the hands of our white 

Leaders - we cry

And we try

My god do we try

To escape so to find 

A way to defy

The past and our pride

To try and untie 

Our brains 

And we cry 

Every time that you die

Again because I

Because we 

Because I

Am not fighting enough

Out there or inside 

I'm sorry

I'm sorry 

I'm trying 

I cry