been trying to piece together a puzzle in my mind searching to find the lost parts the most important ones scrambling through the tangibles the key where is the key the box is locked entrance denied blocked if it's a stage it's a prop found a photo of pop in a afro with apple hat plopped on top I should go find a apple hat take it the gravesite and throw it on top of his tombstone
his mind left long before he went home it was hell in the house I wanted out I forgot what I was talking about procrastination must complete the puzzle the doorbells ringing the buzzard the mailman comes early in the morning squeaking mailbox warning thumbing through the news to get to the funnies deciding between Gilligan's Island and Good Times
I figured the white folks had a better chance of getting off the island than the black folks had getting out the projects experience is fragments
got to get it together

