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2b2b2 says: Tight Capture!! Thanks for sharing.....SNAPS |
OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY Coalhouse
The Unbearable Lightness Of Being HeavyPlease remove this yoke from my shoulders Lord I beseech you Help me lord Help me please Help me carry this weight The weight of the world got me weak in the knees Carrying the Christian cross white albatross Keep me low to the ground Gravity hugs my neck in a cruel embrace A physical form with a strong back and weak mind I am heavy I carry the weight of yesterday today and tomorrow I carry the weight of one million tons of tragedies Weighed down with ball and chain dementia Got me reaching for God with alligator arms Here I am Lord with obtuse and obese butterfly wings flapping against the wind Muscle sinew and tendons lay heavy on my bones My being betray my dreams A lead feather falling to earth this hostile home Inside I cry envious of birds and 747 aeroplanes High in the sky |
Computer Love 2026Oh the infatuation with machines. Point and click for d!ck pics Stream virtual vaginas Bandwidth baddies jack off sedentary slaves with high speed depravity Download and drop a load on one dimensional illusions Sexual screen savers hold hands with only fans Making intimate connections Wireless pimps sell synthetic intercourse for mass ejaculation You can cum by yourself Sticky sycophants pant like dogs in the heat of the moment Billion dollar tech bros make ho's outta house wives with double lives Living in glass houses Porno pyromaniacs burn the temple down Leaving love in the ashes..... |
Notes on Gentrification AKA Negro RemovalThe other day I seen a white woman walking a white dog She seen right through me As if I wasn't there As if I was made of air As if I was a figment of her imagination Around the corner where I smoked my first reefer Where my lips tasted its first kiss The history of the hood now has a mortgage Three hundred thousand dollar reasons for urban living We pay dues They pay for convenience Row homes into townhomes Crack house carnage into condominiums Exchange pawn shop pathology For trendy neighborhoods Red lined lives act up in the shadow of downtown judgement The other day I seen a white man jogging past my past The present is Cafes Bistros and Coffee Shops Economic enemas eradicate section eight ladies Ink pen gangsters sign sinister signatures Underwriting under water properties pushing proverty to another zipcode G... |
Angela Davis Soul SisterCall her Angela Her government name Angela Yvonne Davis Born in Bombingham Alabama Public enemy number one The one with the halo afro The one looking at life without parole I know you got soul Fist in the air Speaking uncomfortable truths To comfortable Klansmen Soledad brothers died against the wall Buckshot put soul on ice in the midnight hour Solitary confinement make a struggle real Struggle taste salty Terror taste tangy and sticks in your throat Bold faced blacks find redemption in revolution They put Angela in handcuffs with fatal precision Dangerous liasons with pasty face pilgrims who made the rules of engagement Living under shotgun legislation Angela smiled a Mona Lisa smile at the devil she knew Angela knew America... |
Men 2 BoysHey Boy! Don't you hear me boy! You don't hear so good boy! Come here boy! Sang boy sang Boys since southern belles wore bustles Mimicking hottentot high black hind parts Breed boys into human machines Sowing seeds Cultivating needs Picking Bailing Cooking Cleaning Captives Captured inside the evil economy Oh boy Fetch my whip boy Hold still boy I'm gonna make you a good boy I'm a learn ya boy Deviant daddies turn men into boys Daddies boys Boys with daddies last name Plantations with no fences Slaves of time shackle the mind Sang boy sang Camptown ladies sing this song Doo Dah Doo Dah Goin to run all day Goin to run all night Camptown races sing this ... |
The N wordThe N word A color A class A people Or A person Place Or Thing Screamed Whispered Taunted Six letters Two syllables Tell a story of Bipolar places Up north Down south Out west The N word Say it Repeat it Funny how it rolls off your tongue My n!gga N!gga please Is that the G A Or the E R Choose your weapon wisely The luxury of living two lives N!ggas with attitudes or N!ggers with platitudes We live on the same street Cast a spell with the N word Change the world with the N word You called me out my name You gave me this n!gger nomenclature I wear this badge of honor around my neck Studded in diamo... |
I could not touch HerI could not touch her This fingertip obsession She is beyond the reach of my passion Day late dollar short sore loser of love lost I could not touch her My memories miss the essence of her presence The faint scent of her side of the bed demands my attention daily I could not touch her anymore Regret rules intrusive thoughts My day to day mired in deep blue melancoly I remember when we met I remember when you left Damn She wrapped her heart in barbed wire The silence was deafening I heard her words in my head Clandestine conscience chewed me up and spit me out I wish I could touch her again Hands seek what the heart can't have I live alone Her infectious laugh haunts these hallways I live alone now |
Buy Bustanutt I seen it on Youtube!Tired of limp d!ck depression! Tired of semi soft sex! Tired of shooting blanks from your starter pistol! Buy Bustanutt! Bust concrete with your penile jack hammer! Get harder than a roll of quarters! Get harder than college trigonometry! Make her say your name backwards! Make her cook eggs and bacon in the morning! Have a tent pole pile driver in your pants! Buy Bustanutt! Reach that inside room in her womb! Be the man middle age took away! Buy Bustanutt! MAY CAUSE TEMPORARY BLINDNESS MAY CAUSE PERMANENT MEMORY LOSS Buy Bustanutt! |
Small PoemFold ourselves into compromising positions Bending into downward facing dogs Lying in wait Supple flexible meanings Facial ticks tell fictional tales Told by a brutal contortionist Primitive novels written in body language Twisting in the wind... |
TransformationBegin Nine months inside mothers love Embryo to infant Swimming in her amniotic ocean The womb a tiny world Begin Strange molecules mix and make me Destiny in DNA Begin Enter this world head first A world made real by malice and gunpoint descisions A child's eye beholds visions of human holocausts Becoming New ages into old Live lives of biological butterflies Our bruises beautiful Our scars exquisite jewelry Adorn agony with a crown of thorns Became I became angry I became agitated I became a miracle pulled from the mud Piety soiled by dirty deeds I became a dirty mind Saying dirty words Thinking dirty thoughts I became A caretaker for the unfinished business Of being begotten and forgott... |