Monster

 Unawares of their core monstrousness 

You

 Have robbed me of me

I am my best self

Yet no where near

Wrote reality

Of none tonight 

Leave

Leave

No worries

Me

Your evening after

Has no need for me

In this city you shame

Is clear as daytime

Back turned

                 Fascinating disparity 

Laughter? joy? Just

Explain the pain of 

A back turned new 

You can’t be yourself

My good god

Ran away

I am simple

I am only able to see equals

For I ignore those opposites

That deny my self of dignity

whitled totems

To shout one wants empathy at

another and expect empathy. 

Akin to one offering help 

then holding their help 

against you.

Compensated

 Alone

Absolute

 Perfection

We are Good

 If you know what day it is

You’re doing it all wrong

Why

 The poor are the most generous 

Static

 America

Is 

Just

Bored 

A lot

 A lot of the

Right people

Are getting

Rich right

Now

‘Yeah’ Kojey Radical inspired sentiment

Frequent flyer, miles got my demons playing catch-up Pride matching my get-up

I spend it better than most. A lion doesn’t leave the jungle by choice. And when it was time to speak up, you were losing your voice Proving your noise only came from empty barrels

Annoys me, if I'm honest. So many did it for clout until they got it. Can we be honest? Really be honest? When the court of public  opinion keeps people fearin' their judgement

What's really keeping you from it? Really keeping you from it? You speak, you say you want it for real. Then why you running for real?

You say you’re  stressed, man, I was stressed too

You say you’re  next, man, I was next too. I know the roads that you said yes to. Deep in depression, I was dead too. I can't go back 

Feeling like I wanna die. Feeling like I'll never fly

Can I touch the sky? Clockin' in clockin' out. Now they see me I'm a topic now

I might drop another. start another drought

Wonder why they never see me, I was never around I was working, I was working doing over-time. Too busy thinking. Too busy feeling like I can’t get nothing right. I lost friends, I lost pride, I lost money, I lost hope. All my bills on the table, I see pain in our people, I know we might see some more. I’ve seen family turn to foes

I saw brothers on a high turn to fiends on the floor. Take my soul in the war, take my scars, let them show. If this is it, then let them know

I can't go back to Feeling like I wanna die Feeling like I'll never fly. I’ll touch the sky.

Nobody home

Home for nobody 

I guess that, this.

Must be a place,

Place where to 

Wander, must

Move, mostly

Homeward.

Until I never

Die so long

As I move

Listen

 Do you know how

Lucky you are to

Even see at all

I’ve Always Had the Answer

 I’ve Just Justly Been Questing The Best Podium.

FRONTLINE

 I’ve put in my time being nice

Leverage

 Who has the peace of mind to

See the sparkle in the street on

A wet first warm winter night.

Fancy Cooking

 O thy delicate dance of strangers at a bus stop at five fourteen am amidst trampled snow sings of us, the baffled faces of those whom haven’t seen us in love must wonder why my grin extends the night air

Tangled

 I’ve been lost

Yup you’ve beat 

Me my mind, 

Bested me

Not yet ready I 

Assumed goodbye 

While all said hello

My mind laughed

Through filter

Saying

It is the worst.

It is the worst.

Further, that my 

Mind said I am

Intricate and

I can say it all

At Once

With certain 

Surrender of

Worst case 

Scenarios 

Lessons

 Practical one on one remote lessons in the arts 

Justinedwardmoore.com/lessons 

Fulfilled meaning gap

Lapse of facts retract then attack

Filling worth, willingly only, will push

Us, seize us, step in the way when

We were on the wrong side street

Breaking silence meticulously 

Stammering quickly, perfectly

Summer Winter Fall Spring

Believe us when we are us

Including you and those 

Around you. Immediate

Sense made and made

To move forward from

What else except the

Immovable movers

Essence of force

Single malt Japanese whiskey

I’ve sat among the highest pontificating 

And the most maddened underbelly

I’ve seen red and blue lights 

Telling my soul to run run run

To tell another day of my past

Ways gone wrong to learn to

Cope through inspirational 

Posters truths profound

I’ve set sail on the sea

Of cheese seeing 

Belief as a given

In a society where nothing else is

Given a given to sell high and buy

Low blue blue electric blue that’s

The color of my room where I will

Live

Grieve

Give

Saint Joseph Benedict Labre

 That’s my love. Left in the psych ward designated smoking area:

I will wait. I will wait for you, unknown psych ward patient, patiently. I know you. Know one does. Yet you’ve my mother heart. Her whole incomplete: my never know rapture, night laughter amidst screaming, leaving with no option outside unless under an overpass unknown placated philistinism surmounted, yet not much else:

I sing for you, psych ward patient, amidst chaos whom has found a broken love worth mending, beyond my abilities, beyond my worth, beyond, beyond Beyond! Screaming in the night amidst laughter you know unknown truest soldier, the psych ward smoker whom has found a love static, I only hope you’ve found it in rare symbolic movement for the good none of us know, your private fix it up.