Devon Calonzo

work always has me trying to justify all the gas and cuts and side women only getting me about so far  through the night means to an end i do my best on sunday i catch myself doomscrolling everybody trying to hit that lick but if you don’t respect the game you will not get respected back don't wait until you change into somebody else I play the game I get bitten why do I always have to get so profound  right before work? I am not a shapeshifter  I'm the right one

  Sorry 4 falling in love Say cheese  Landing soon Follow the women or bottles mistaken 4 friends These lines describe our time together Windy Brief, and red

Some stream-of-consciousness stuff      --      dearth of wealth let me focus      on my mental health      when the situation shake      shit get clearer      my emotions just snippets,      sticking in the mind though      I'm a story that gotta be read      how i justify the bread      burning here      as opposed to the bay      the water is on fire and I see myself reflected      I gotta go before I can finish my thoughts though      --      It's not fair to put the girl through this. She's young and so impressionable. And so it becomes about image. So ima bear mine. Bear that misunderstanding and take it in stride. Save em a lil bit more heartache pretending like mine don't hurt.      Opportunity is about working to be ready at the right moment....

  jets in the sky      bundle of balloons fly      before I can call it a poem it's afterward      it's grind time      it's no time for poems      she fuck with me then she don't      i mean what can i say i keep a distance make excuses      made sure it was only time to fuck around      tick tick      even my friends called me toxic but not any more than i did      i crossed the wires and the bomb went off      tick tick I told you      the clock was fast      and slow      I was processing      catching up on sleep      all of a sudden in the drive thru      with a better (high) part of myself      is a girl      my guy that don't mind blowing up      I got metal in my eye and it's po...

Sun's out so i stare at trees threadbare      and past them      The way it all shake out there are leaves on my car      wood dulling metal and I never learned how to earth-bend, only roll up my window and escape from myself (the wind)      the breeze a voyeur      I never thought of it like that, but it never stay long      Do I      come off chilly      lotta cold in me      responsibilities of a lost soul, a king      to keep it simple, and learn things      pulling weeds      these nights seem longer than most so i disappear til the morning and      i damn near thought i loved her      and her friends would ask "where'd he go?"      Houses all in a row      painted all different colors      she never said much other than that. ...

For a moment, nothing is burning      and it's making me restless -      I default to sad expressions or mad expressions,      In reality i'm searching for floaters -      birds or planes or coffee      whatever words filter through the smoke are a competition      for the most, or the best      an engine burns old oil and it's the only thing that makes sense      the others sit in peace knowing what's coming      the city screams and everybody hears but      no one says anything      Never doing enough // not doing anything      Everyone has dogs 'cuz in this city      love is unbelievable.      the plane is gone and its trail is pretty      (the flowers will die, too)      (I don't know how to leave without running away)      I scratc...

I'm a water sign but fuck it      for this weekend i'm a flame      I'm a windy soul but fuck it      for this weekend i'm the main event      Sixers blew a big lead tho      same day I blow my chances      I was worth something maybe a month ago      now it's razor sharp dances or it's nothing,      Man I wish it was nothing.      I'm a water sign but fuck it      for this weekend it's wine      every buzz on my line is simply put,      not you      every telephone line, not you,      I'm a windy soul so fuck it      I could be a storm today.      I'll pick up around 11      maybe pull the lines down just for a moment of freedom      maybe stop in Ktown I guess it'd make sense if I drowned      standing up...

Wednesday the waterfall      the cars fly past me like rocks      heavy things      never at they destination though      Wednesday the waterfall      I cut everyone I flow past like rocks      make a mess of things      stagnate in a pool at the bottom      what does the water do when it don't know where to run      just bottle some up      and evaporate?      Wednesday the waterfall      I climb up everything, even rocks      intermingle with old flows      water growing out of water     

baby this is my spacesuit      i atomize and vibrate until i am on both sides of the room at the same time      and for a while these are the only stars we see      i want to come to you      the only thing that makes sense to me      but it might pull me apart      this the only place i can breathe      this vast and heavy thing      new cash is just an excuse      so fall asleep, it's okay      there's a wasp on the window      asking "why must you go"      he stays for a while and starts to make sense      of course, this is when he leaves      disappears without a trace      that's the way that goes      my fault      i was in the bay when zay dropped      i was in the sea when baby died      i could've...