inspiring works

hd "epitaph"
brand new "seventy times 7"
brand new "jesus christ"
eminem "as the world turns"
MY NAME
"One night when the lawn was a golden green and the marbled moonlit trees rose like fresh memorials in the scented air, and the whole countryside pulsed with the chirr and murmur of insects, I lay in the grass feeling the great distances open above me, and wondered what I would become—and where I would find myself— and though I barely existed, I felt for an instant that the vast star-clustered sky was mine, and I heard my name as if for the first time, heard it the way one hears the wind or the rain, but faint and far off as though it belonged not to me but to the silence from which it had come and to which it would go."
-Mark Strand

sudden fiction "i love you"

 HOWL

                   For Carl Solomon

                          I

      I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by
             madness, starving hysterical naked,
      dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn
             looking for an angry fix,
      angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly
             connection to the starry dynamo in the machin-
             ery of night,
      who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat
             up smoking in the supernatural darkness of
             cold-water flats floating across the tops of cities
             contemplating jazz, -allen ginsberg

Orlanda Blues - 9th chorus

Me, I'm worried I'm a secret sinner
 and God
         Ole Tangerine
        I call        Him
   because one day I was settin
 under trees
        in
        a
                 chair

And deciding what name
  to give to God, is it
    a personal God? & blam
    the little tangerine
              landed
            squarely
                on my
                  head
          like Newton's
            underwear,

   & so I saw it personal
And I say the moral is simple - jack kerouac

talib kweli, a rapper, has a good use of words. nice vocab.


"wanna be good to you"

We make the squares dance, and get the dough$$ like dosey
Y'all niggaz roll with pussy-cats like Josey
All spoiled rotten like ghetto groceries
I clutch the mic(rophone) like ya grandma clutch her rosary
Swooping the industry, like a bird to prey
My stanzas has got stamina, ya verses lack vertebrae
How many niggaz ever been in love?
How many niggaz really think they thugs
And can't think without the drink and drugs?
How many niggaz can't get in with hats and sneakers on?
Say 'fuck security' and get inside and keep them on
How many niggaz think that gats(guns) make the weaker strong
Can't do for self and wanna snatch the plate you eating on
That don't take heart, slave, nigga play ya part
I'd rather jump over board nigga, face the sharks