your poesy
came today
this time
i opened
this letter
with the other two
i had set aside
in fear

i asked for
your truth
and you gave it
to me
straight
no enclosures
bought it
no future
promises insured
any right answers..

‘i wrote shit forever
crack-fueled
pissed off
most of the
time
i am poison
it takes that
to write..’

…’anger matters,
being happy matters
getting laid matters..
just don’t give
a shit
what
i think
or what
anyone
else thinks
do it
because
YOU
CAN..’

thanks for that
your sideways
words
that
matter..

we grew up
in the same
‘hood
walked
the same
streets
sharing
our
old memories
frames us
as we hang
closer to our ends..

thanks for
your
brutal
truths

thanks.