August 20th - Jean Grae

It’s a spiritual advice

So I’m always home

Like I took everything in

And that’s the coming home

I am here and because

We seen all the real things

And that’s what makes me different

August 2013 was sun filled

Shot through the atmosphere

With the running veil

Dropped through the sky and

Landed in my heart square

And possibly am not speaking

For physically here get the flow

With the full force of ask God’s

Hammer hot sauce that opens

Force like I argued on the forth

And elius on the koch arrow

With the cops staring with them

Blocks glaring rocks selling

Breath leaving me like it’s autumn

Caught up for this moment

But this feeling is falling off

Don’t know who I am in the

Moment I don’t know who I am

In the moment this voice keeps

Talking on

My spirit talks into a crawl space

Door left infloated in infinite all states

Undefinable anesthetic just coursed

Through me and the person I thought

Would suit me sat across the room

I came through the glue and felt the

Fabric of my heart strings

Spitting hard disintegrating into

Dark matters but come start these missiles

As my soul spasmed saw the God particle

Visible I can’t stand up as the darkness crept

Into me and my bond shadowed kept on

Losing it again and moving automatic

Washing dishes as my vision blurred

Robotic status mixing with slipping in bitches

On the mattress living bullet shot into my wound

And hit the skin and tore the way inside

And ripped my flesh apart and targeted my

Inner child left her on the side of the road

Bitch is bleeding out let my evening

Breathe it out

No time for dying

Just stay with me

So maybe seem to lose

You went to college

That is the way it was

And she say you should

Know your place she

Know your place and

You find your place

I know things that I

Was not supposed to know

I don’t like people who are

Listening and I really think about

What advice don’t know what

To do but I do nothing that I

Want to do

They want something from us

So you know what I use to

Just you know no one really

Gave a damn whether I was

Singing or not right

But I used the place

Platform and I went against it

And I said I’m going to sing

A couple songs every night

When was I introduced in 1963