Off the Top of My Head

Love, thy name is God
Because it is your name I whisper in my sleep
The entity I reach out for
The comfort I seek in times of need

Thy name is Prophet
Because it is your words that linger in my soul
like hope
like food
like salvation

Thy name is Friend
Because it is you who I tell all my secrets
Who I stay up conversing with
whose moments bless my soul with pure bliss

Thy name is Love
Alpha and Omega
Noun and verb
journey and destination

and ever as elusive

Dem Bones

I want to believe in my bones.
I want to believe that beneath the
voluptuous, intellectual pleasure zone
is the strength of a goddess.

And I'll no longer believe in issues
but in subjects
that I can control.
And I'll no longer be beholden to them,
but I believe that I will be something to behold.

With my chest exposed
I want there to be a tattoo on my clavicle that reads:
"Bad to the Bone"
So you see that messing with me
ain't no mutha fuckin' joke.

Cuz I infiltrate like smoke
So you better watch out Stupidity
And stay on your toes Ignorance
and just start breathing heavy
Almost-Soon-to-be-Former President Bush!

Because Fruit Loops ain't got nothing on me!
I keep my belly full on the passion of Malcolm
And the endurance of Mandela
The courage of Harriet
And the self righteousness of Sojourner

Ready for war with a skeletal army of one

And I have NEVER
felt
stronger