Baby Brown

I pray
Aaliyah is your angel now
baby boy
baby brown
baby spirit
torn down
unguarded
left to drown

your heart
will sit with me
sing to me
sweet melody
revealing
importance of a love true
beautiful boy
beautiful you


In response to the homophobic taunts of his young peers, eleven year old Carl Joseph Walker Hoover took his life

This thickness needs to thin

Signed,
Silent

Sex With a Poet

It happened so fast
i didn't even have time to think
she took hold of me;
i felt myself becoming weak
i shouldn't have done it
but how could i stop?;
namean, the tone of her voice
made my panties drop
my breathing became heavy...
and my heart was beating fast...
i wondered how long this sensation would last
damn.
she knew what she doing
she took no time;
she knew what she was pursuing
that spot between my thighs was
continuously throbbing
and it showed no sign of
anytime stopping
i don't think i ever felt this,
well not like this before
i just knew i was liking it for dam sure
her words drugged me;
my mind was on esctasy
damn her being with a poet
she fucked my brains out without even touching me.
~iCook

Edge

Please don’t push me

To that place where the walls

Are spiked with thorns

Where no baby will ever be born

Please don’t make me go there

Please don’t push me

Don’t push me over the edge

I might not be able to get back

Please don’t make me go there

It’s cold and dark and I’m scared

Of the person waiting there for me

With my face but insides so alien

That they make me cringe

Please don’t me push me to that place

Where I cannot see the sky no more

Where no seagull ever sings no Ocean

Ever roars

Please don’t push me to the place

Where there’s nothing but craziness

Don’t push me over my edge

This time I might not make it back

Shimmering

Calm thoughts bore me

Easy living tears me away

From that life – long pulse

Shouting through my being

Frightened routine scares me

Off and pushes me away

Fast forward into the arms of an

Unknown future

Where everything new is gold

And promised glimmer

Broad daylight makes everything

Seem plain and regular and bleak

But in the twilight zone

my Dust can shimmer.

Sensibility

The mind’s compass
is sensible
and keeps me on course but not quite true

The zeal of my heart
sends a bull
when a grazing steer or a calf would do

This coat of skin can
sense sable
when I’m warmly wrapped all over you

The soul’s paradox:
sins able
me to gaze into God’s face anew

Aspire

What do I aspire to be? A part of the declaration that starts with We.

We too are people of the United States, yet part of this country so many hates.

They carry banners that say we should die. No wonder so many live in a lie.

As long as I remember, I have been gay. Yet many insist, not born this way.

What do I aspire to be? An equal citizen in this country, the land of the free.

No harm have I cause to the world or mankind. If you took time to know, a good man you would find.

It is not my right, to judge or to hate. Yet you think yourself fit, to decide my fate.

If I were to die in my sleep tonight, by law my partner would have no right.

To decide matters as your spouse would, a right you take for granted, I wish I could.

So what do I aspire to be? A productive American for all to see.

So much love and passion I have in my soul. I won’t let your actions, have a toll.

I will struggle til I am where I need be. An equal citizen in this country, the land of the free.