Devon Calonzo

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. ...