From the 2019 Collection "2222"
#222 #2222 #comedy #existential #jmartindean
One of God’s tricks is, similar to Michael Jordan, It sinks a three-pointer with 1.2 seconds left on the clock,
There was on my property an old gnarled stump, it was weathered and hardened, It was aesthetically pleasing as d… but I decided to take it to a spec…
Two onyxes atop another out where the witch frolics, the signal clear, it rang through my throat so loudly I frightened myself:
Ten days secluded now, improper and unshaven inside a black and gold hole, dope den of sultry sound and opiate mood.
I’ll give you what I got, I can part with it all. I have gifts— A silk tongue,
I wept at the sight of my guru’s picture, Praise God, He is always with me, a Holy thing,
Formulate an agenda Make friends. Label enemies. Identify beliefs. Re-examine.
Are we in the field or on the field? When I soar for the disc I wonder how that cloud got its shape.
A Sacred Site, to my mind, is the last place you’ll ever stan… Such a place reveals hypocrisy without shaming,
She lives no where, has no coordinates, she took me to the gallows, tempted me in the garden and my voice boomed.
I would lie with my hand on the B… I would lie with my hand on a stac… of Holy Qurans. I would look you dead-in-the-eye, and tell you a lie.
Which came first, the egg or the h… An old friend visits on the anniversary of his death— He finds a voice
Trees poke from the earth like the mummified hands of the martyrs. Buried alive, they strained with last breath
In the most lovely of lands, before a backdrop of mountains and palms, there hangs a pall— All my Loves
Love is endless. Mercy, too. A great debt unpaid, sitting on my doorstep, first-class.