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People tell me stories without saying one word, so I listen... Then I give it back

NAS

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18 TARELTON RD

The home there, at that address is for sale It was perfect for a family of 4 But it needs now to accommodate 8 Relocate 2nd marriages for both he and she He has a boy and a girl Late elementary school, jr high age She has 2 girls and 2 boys Ranging from 5-13 They need the room For the time For the future For their lives HIS Was content, happy, manageable and successful HERS Was pro active, involved, ridiculously successful, happy HIS Wife loved him and they were still madly in love HERS Evolved each day with her husband, legit fairy tale love HIS Was busy, professionally, but always made more than enough time for family HERS Advocated for the less worthy, but her family came first HIS Marriage to the mother of his children went from 1992 - 2010 HERS Was a little longer 1990 - 2011 HIS Age is 46 HERS Is 45 HIS Life resorted to shambles, shit HERS Became so HIS Wife and his new one knew each other slightly from PTO He knew of her but didn’t, know that HERS Would intertwine, mirror, replicate HIS Heart was crushed Stolen Dead HERS Bled profusely Violently Angrily Sadly HIS Wife died of cancer a year before HERS Her husband lost to a brain tumor HIS Life felt like HERS Lost, depressed, lonely HIS HERS Took a turn for the best 2 years past since she buried the father of her children 3 years for him since he laid rest to his wife They randomly ran into each other In a coffee shop They stopped to chat and after Both internally recognizing the obvious HIS Words were “How’s your shitty life going?” HERS “Fucking fantastic” THEY Started communicating Regularly Progressively Cautiously Started dating Slowly Evident There Was Something Present There In The Experience In The Shit A familiar heartache For each To discover Another A new Way A new Day For HIM For HER A New FAMILY HIS HERS

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DR.

J

Not entirely

I Can’t dunk

Don’t own

The motherfucking 

Funk

Me

Flunk

Med school

Fool

I’m hoping to be a

DR.

Of

Cardiology

Hematology

Psychology

Adult

Adolescent

Infant

DR.

Can you answer

Can you provide

Can you prescribe

Attention

Deficit 

Disorder

Methods

Medication

DR.

Marijuana

Dealer

Medicinally

Inclined

or

not

To help

The mind

DR.

I didn’t use a condom

I abuse

I didn’t choose to get tested

Sporadically

Periodically

Yearly

DR.

Am I mental

Is this just a physical

Unstable

Cerebral

The brain

The organ

The blood

DR.

Do you understand

me

My situation

Circumstance

Dictates

That you

DR.

Who

Knows most things

Anatomy

Speaking

Mentally

Configuring

Diagnosis

Psychosis

DR.

Feel good

Feel bad

For me

My expectancy

Doesn’t equate

Fully

Traumatizing

Emergency room

DR.

In theory

In reality

Hurry

Patient

is

Flatlining

Convulsing

Cardiac

DR.

Ambition

Dedication

Determination

DR.

Zhivago

Something smells rotten 

In Denmark

Tarantino

DR.

King Schultz

Django

Unchained

DiCaprio

Catch me if you can

DR.

Do you concur

DR.

Q

Not entirely

[aphunt33]

If my poetry aims to achieve anything, it's to deliver people from the limited ways in which they see and feel

Jim Morrison

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BLAME ME FOR EVERYTHING Seriously It’s OK Your boyfriend Your girlfriend Broke up With you BLAME ME You’re separating You’re divorcing You’re leaving BLAME ME You got fired You lost your job You got demoted BLAME ME For losing your hair Your muscle Your hustle Lacking Confidence Intelligence Friends BLAME ME Obviously You didn’t Mean it You didn’t Speak it You didn’t Intend To Fuck up Make a mistake Cheat Hurt Ignore The situation The circumstance The evidence Evident BLAME ME Obviously You can’t Take Responsibility For your Words For your Actions For your Incompetence To pass Liability Conveniently Blaming Something Someone Anyone Else But You BLAME ME FOR EVERYTHING Seriously

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