it feels

so good

to have jobs

which allow me

not to worry about money

not searching craigslist

every f. day

not thinking about the man

on the f. way

free to spend no money

will spend my mind

in freedom of this space

of the teaching

sound and innocence

little adults

not worrying about cash

laugh laugh

feet

caress the ground

to forget myself

and release

free to do so at all moments

insinuate the constant attempt of this

may shift to actual

am one of the lucky ones

in the rise and fall a turning

the music forever swaying

can I make this

continue

of course nothing




-Lahmadaj

passive assggressive

i'll leave little mementos of my emotions

won't use the native language to communicate my desires

will instead place cryptic symbols to express my intent

and you'll have to guess what i want

i won't grow

i'll lie limp and wet behind an action or object discarded

i won't take responsibility for expression

but will rather wait and expect you to unravel its meaning

i will place the duty on you merely through displacement

you'll read my flaccid notes and wonder who the gucci bag really is

i'll pout and sadly go about my day

only child syndrome on the way

looking as though such a force

when nothing wells inside

cannot use words

but will expect you to hear me

filling a balloon

thousands of holes

you'll yawn at my inability


-Lahmadaj

the lines

purple

some orange
take flight quickly into risen cloud

blind my earthly eye


-Lahmadaj

I'm a f. idiot

been spending large portions of my life thinking others must see the world similar to me with such perceptions been assuming that i understood almost to a default and walking around with the head in my hands turning it this way and that watching the world go by in arcing swoops of vision to talk whilst it be upon my shoulders assumed things not worth and others worth and never finding through sense alone or exposure linked to its land



-Lahmadaj