I've decided to go back into the Lauren slam poetry archives and post some of the stuff I'm prepping to read. Ack! It's been a long long time since I've been on stage so I'm a little rusty, and more than a little scared. (Read: Scared shitless) However I figure, these days I don't have much to lose. These don't translate exactly...I mean, they are meant to be spoken word...but ah, well.
"It's a new dawn, it's a new day...and I'm feelin' good"
I shouldn't have signed online today.
I shouldn't have succumb to my ever multiplying addiction to facebook.
I should have stayed alert! Stayed safe! from the viral smack that courses its way off my screen, into my finger tips ,through my veins into my cerebral cortex.
I'm in denial of that status.
Denial! Denial! Denial!...
De-nile isn't just a river in Egypt.
Your disassociation is understandable,
most kids your age who have it are still quite manageable.
Don't worry we'll give you some pills for the pain
But on your way to a better life don't forget to forfeit your identity,it's just a name!
Thank you for flying air sedation,exits are to the right,left,front and behind.
Don't worry about crashing,it's not real-it's in your mind.
Don't fret over flunking out of school we can ease the pain,and that boy you thought loved you...we'll convince you that that chapter in your life was simply inane
Everything doesn't happen for a reason.
You're locked into the grid, and if you leave it's only treason...
I'm in denial of the past few years lately.
I'm in denial that your actions effect me so greatly.
I've tried to bury everything I feel, and don't feel for you
However, it's starting to affect everything I do.
Its starting to manifest into something else
Only because I'm in denile...denile..denile
No comments:
Post a Comment
Love it or leave it.