By Annie Jay
Staff Writer
Well, lets sea hear. I am a creation that is true. There are stars in my blood stream circulating through my solar system so I have no time for Nation, I am my Own. At night tropical, green ivy grows from my spine, pollinated by humming birds yes of course with translucent wings iridescence being their thing. Oh My I must confide that I don’t give a damn about politrix just a waist of my god damn time. Mass distraction innate reaction I have my own universe to tend to, the ebb and flow of oceans of my own. No one owns me. And that is true. Torture me with taxes, unemployment. Foreclosure and all that bullshit. But the sun is free, yeah man you can pay for oxygen or you can just breathe. That’s Right take a deep breath I suggest you do so in a park of trees cuz the air on these streets are full of disease. Inhale exhale now your getting somewhere oxygenating the body and blood, awareness is clear. So whats all this about politics when were filling our bodies with damage. All a game to keep you and I lame but I see and I breathe. All You can do is protect your family and keep it together because broken homes is what most of us are suffering from. Ashe.
learn how to spell or conjugate a verb!
…sea hear – should be SEE HERE
…waist of my god – should be WASTE
…your getting – should be YOU’RE
…were filling – should be WE’RE
You need to understand that the poem is not to be taken in that light. It is symbolic and has to do mainly with listening more that hearing if you were paying attention — think a little deeper before you post comments like this. By the way, are you the same person who said that Shane Grammer’s name should be spelled Grammar? I sure hope not because that was hella funny! ~ UBO MAG / Editor-In-Chief